His Royal Highness's cats are very hairy.

"Lady, lady! Please wake up."

"... I'm already awake. Millet."

When Adaline responded from inside the bedroom, the tent was opened all at once. Adeline frowns at the glare.

"Millet... dazzling..."

"It's morning. It's natural to be bright."

Millet, Adelaine's dedicated samurai, is closer to Adelaine's mother's year than Adelaine's. I've served Adeline on the side since she was born, and I'm not too reluctant on Adeline. Being like a trustworthy sister, this carelessness has been one of Adeline's worries since she had puberty.

When Adaline sighed one, she rose cursorily.

Her shoulders and arms are thin from night wear, and her feminine fragrance is scarce.

White little face, still little black eyes and lips.

Plenty of rich chestnut hair to reach your hips.

Soon, Adaline will be 18.

Wrapped in silk nightwear on a luxurious sleeping table, but the look is like a discarded puppy.

"I have a bad feeling."

I blurted, and my lips moved.

The samurai didn't miss that voice like a mosquito.

"Lady?"

"You step on the hem of your dress and fall into muddy water, or the bee stabs you and your face swells like a full moon..."

To the horrible imagination, Adeline shook up brutally.

"I'm gonna be a laugher. I definitely feel that way!

Adeline wore a tight cloth from her head as she dived into the bedroom to escape.

A big sigh was now Millet.

"What are you saying? Here, wake up! Wash your face and reschedule!

Millet pulled hard to peel off the cloth, but Adeline also clings to losing.

"I knew I'd be asleep all day! Please, Millet! Tell your father I can't go today because I have a fever!

"There's no way I can do that!

All the while, they pulled both ends, and the cloth was like a string of strings.

"Please, please, Millet! A lifetime of favors!

"I can't!!"

The ordination rose to Millet, as if it were a netted fish. Adeline was thrown on the sleeping table with a hanging cloth.

With Adeline, who has never had anything heavier than a book, and Millet, who is proud of his strength to do everything from water work to service, the whereabouts of the battle are like they were decided from the beginning.

"Yesterday, yesterday, before that, and before that again, they never stepped on the hem of the dress and fell, and there's no muddy water puddles because it's been sunny for the last ten days! It's cool around here, so the season is still early for bees to start flying around! So don't worry about getting stabbed!!

"But because..."

To the tearful Adeline, but Millet did not relent.

"But it's not even a thigh! His Royal Highness Prince Rutvias, who studied in the Empire, will return for the first time in ten years! What will you do if your fiancée's daughter doesn't welcome you!!"

Adeline dropped her shoulder before an honest argument that made no gu noise either.

The prince, who was held hostage in the name of his studies abroad, is finally returning home, as promised to the Empire, which was originally called 'Until Adulthood'.

The prince has decided to stand up four months after his return, and the day immediately after he does, he will give him a wedding with Adeline.

The absence of Prince Wang to the sick king and the anxious Ludo Saxony people lowered their hearts that this would finally reassure them, and looked forward to celebrating their biggest country for the first time after the war.

Even if there was a high fever, there's no way my fiancé, Adeline, wouldn't welcome the Prince back home.

"Come on, wash your face. If you don't hurry, you'll miss breakfast."

Millet turned his hand around its back as he sat next to Adeline to see if Adeline looked pitiful in the half-baked state on the sleeping table, even though he urged it further.

"Let's get you some shoes you're used to wearing today, just like it's okay to have a bad road. Then keep the insect herbs sewn inside the flower hat. Do you have anything else to worry about?

"... I wonder if I'll throw up drunk in the carriage"

"Then I'll put some lightweight candy in your sachet. It's refreshing to lick when you're drunk."

…

"Lady."

"... Okay... I'll wake up..."

Encouraged by the warmth of Millet's hands passing on his back, Adaline nodded powerlessly, finally getting off the sleeping table. Wash your face and put your sleeves through a flax dress while Millet helps you.

"Why don't you make it more of a feast of other colors? The lady from the other house will be dressed here all the time..."

"It's okay."

Millet said nothing more to Adeline to say short.

It is only after noon that Prince Rutvias crosses the border. For a few days now to be present at it, Adaline has been lodging in a lord's mansion near the border.

To welcome Prince Rutvias, many nobles gathered, including the Knights of the Court, and the city near the border, overflowing with its squire and carriage, was like a little festival.

In response to bright people's expressions, Adeline zeroes a gloomy deep sigh.

Adeline had lost sight of her standing since the engagement dissolution disturbance three years ago. To marry another woman, a fiancée who was about to be abandoned by a prince. The same is true of being summoned to 'not love' by being fingered in front of the public.

I know that even when I carry out my official duties as' Prince's Fiancée ', I am whispered in the shadows as' only famous... '

It doesn't make any difference that I'm an official fiancée if it's just a name, so I wish I could reopen it and be grand, but Adeline couldn't do that. I am often absent in public, and these days I am not satisfied with my official duties.

Besides, Adeline was also horrified to imagine what the hell would happen to her if she saw Prince Rutvias herself.

"What shall I do with your hair, ma'am?"

"... just like always..."

"... Yes, sir."

Millet carefully rinsed Adeline's rich brunette and began knitting a single threesome behind her head. Adeline sees the plain face in the mirror as blurry.

Face with makeup and finally looking as crowded as possible.

If these noses were a little higher, if these lashes were a little longer, if my eyes were at least as beautiful as Prince Rutvias's...

A little more Prince Rutvias might have taken an interest in Adeline, too. Even if I were to cancel my engagement, he might have given me a word of apology.

Then it seems like I can sort my mind out.

After the disturbance, Prince Rutvias has never heard from me personally, rather than apologizing. I may have no choice because letters and such were restricted to the Empire, but since the ambassadors come and go with the Empire on a regular basis, I wonder if you could have given me as much as a word. But the prince may think such care is unnecessary to his fiancée in a political marriage.

As for the engagement cancellation disturbance, it's all over now. I just have to pretend that nothing happened. Prince Rutvias will surely find it annoying, such as a woman who will always drag and demand an apology.

Besides, with that said, isn't it like confessing that Adeline thinks of Prince Rutvias? It is too embarrassing and miserable for the then Prince Rutvias to know that even though it is a political engagement, only Adeline admires the Prince unilaterally.

Adeline chuckled loosely in the mirror.

"Millet"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Am I laughing properly?

The jealousy of his righteous wife's concubine is supposed to be immutable. It is your lady's preference to smile loosely, pretending not to know everything.

"... Yes. So beautiful."

Millet stopped his hand, deep, and nodded back at me.

"... thanks"

It's like a dogma to be ridiculed by a man as his only wife and to pretend he can't hear it and smile.

At least Millet was right, I really wanted to be beautiful. If that were the case, 'If I had a fiancé, I'd want to dissolve my engagement, too,' and no one would have snorted.

After finishing his personal duties and breakfast, Adeline finally boarded a carriage across the border.

"Welcome aboard. Lady."

"... I'm coming..."

The handheld sachet Millet gave me contained a light weight candy wrapped in oil paper with a chitin. Insect herbs are also sewn into the fold of the flower hat. In her limited time, Adeline thanked the samurai for responding exactly to her unexpected work. And you'll be keeping the samurai busy. I feel sorry for myself.

In a rattling and rocking carriage, Adaline sighed several times that day, no longer knowing.