His Royal Highness's cats are very hairy.

By the way, Rutvias was oddly obsessed the other day with the fact that Adeline rode the Chancellor's carriage, not Rutvias' carriage.

Adeline chose the Chancellor's carriage, thinking that going to the tailor in Rutvias' carriage would have an impact on Rutvias' security system, but Rutvias was still grumpy and bossy about his soliloquy, not sure "Then say yes" or "I cared if I was an idiot" after explaining the circumstances.

"I'll go out with you about shopping, so tell me when you need me"

Ultimately, Rutvias said so, and Adeline was to travel in Rutvias' carriage again.

Rutvias and the space for just the two of us, who previously tormented Adeline, now that's not the case.

Rutvias responds to Adeline's chatter, and vice versa. That way, when there are more common topics, the conversation gradually becomes irresistible, and the occasional silence we visit is not as heavy as it was before with wonder.

There are a few things that Adeline has noticed when she becomes so two people at four or six times.

When the carriage is stopped at rest. There was a time when Rutvias had kept the samurai and knights waiting a short distance apart, standing alone in the woods.

"Your Highness?"

Speaking up, Flirting Rutvias put his index finger on his mouth and showed him the trick of 'quietly'.

"What's the matter?

Lurking his voice and Adeline asks, Rutvias fingers the bird that is clumped into the branches.

"Yuki sucks."

"... Yuki Suzume?

Adeline looks up to the bird. That bird, only slightly larger than the sushi you often see, is whiter as snow has accumulated on its wings.

"The snow... looks like there's snow on your wings."

"That's right. So Yuki Suzume. Instead of" Yuki, "it's only supposed to live in the south of the continent because of the cold... but you're also in Rude Saxony."

Adeline rejoiced when its side looking up at the little adorable bird was innocent and unyielding.

"Your Highness is familiar with birds."

"... sticky. Not really."

Rutvias denied it on the spot if it lit up, but he still liked birds afterwards when he found a flock of birds flying in the air from the carriage. He told Adeline his name, and he talked to the little birds who populated him when he was eating lunch outdoors. There's something about Shiva, but apparently she's vulnerable to animals.

By the way, when I was talking to this little bird, he seemed for a moment utterly oblivious to the fact that there was Adeline behind him, and when he and Adeline met each other, he was about to blush and delude with a blushing, deliberate cough.

Then, he likes and dislikes food a lot.

Sometimes I put a spoonful in my mouth and let it out. Besides, he doesn't even like to see that dish, he calls Aurio and makes him lower every big plate. Seeing it, Adeline has spoken.

"His Royal Highness and Prince... you behave badly, and you're rude to those who cook, aren't you?

Besides, I'm sorry to hear from Aurio. But Rutvias is also a breeze where Adeline's rhetoric blows, at the end of the quote...

"It's worse not to make my edible"

and so on, and the deeds never change.

At first, Aurio seemed to agree with Adeline, but when it lasted a few times, he seemed to give up, offering a large plate without saying anything.

I previously thought the way Rutvias eats was unnatural, which means he was the first to see which one he could eat.

It's a laughable joke to laugh at, such as the fact that Rutvias, who is said to be the perfect prince, the ideal successor, actually likes and dislikes a lot.

The laugh, though, reminded Adaline that Rutvias, who thought he was a very old adult man, was actually a young man of his age who was only two years old.

When I thought that Rutvias was part of an environment where he was forced to grow up and still couldn't grow up, Rutvias turned into a more familiar and familiar presence for Adeline.

As a credit for bringing the two closer together, Shiva is a thing to remember.

After breakfast, Rutvias stopped taking his seat even after he had finished eating. We started waiting for Adaline to finish eating to go see Shiva together.

Adeline really likes watching Rutvias do the cleaning while Shiva's hyena is in the air.

I felt that this time, when I could see the serene expression of Rutvias via Shiva, was above all important.

When the distance between Adeline and Rutvias became like friends and childhood familiarity, though later than originally planned, the line finally returned to the Wang capital.

Like the temple the other day, the people gathered for a glimpse of Rutvias fill the boulevard that runs through the centre of the capital, which continues to the royal palace.

Adeline found Deo and Lyle struggling within the face of the guarding Knights as they were about to be crushed by the people. I could only see it from the carriage for a moment.

"I'm sorry the stables would have been so much easier"

Rutvias, who apparently found Deo and Lyle as well as Adeline, laughed with a mean look.

"Right. Security in a crowd like this... that sounds like punishment."

Adeline laughed, too. Whatever it is, it is a pleasure that their prudential disposition has been lifted.

Next to Rutvias waving at people with a perfect smile, Adeline smiled, even though she was tight.

I had an inner doubt that anyone would be happy where I waved, or a folk who understood what Adeline's position was in the first place, but if I put that in my mouth, Rutvias would pinch my nose.

Adeline smiled along the way trying to do what needed to be done, not thinking about anything extra because she had decided to be the Lady of Rutvias.

But also because of the unfamiliar things I did, my facial muscles gradually get stronger.

When the carriage rocked like a big bounce and began to cross the bridge over the moat, the folk's eyes finally disappeared, and Adeline happened to rub her cheeks complaining of pain with both hands.

"... you can always be that face."

"My cat is good."

Rutvias said proudly with a divine smile on his face. I can't tell if Adeline should be impressed or frightened.

Rude Saxony As you sweep through the heavy stone walls that have remained since the founding of the country, it is the vast square and the Grand Temple that stretches out.

The Christmas of the Goddess and the main sacrifices of the country take place in the cathedral within this great temple, and the general public, who are basically not allowed inside the walls, can only enter this square when specifically permitted. Usually used by the Knights for training, but they're paying for royal palace and capital security today, and there wasn't anyone in the square.

Too far through the square and the Grand Temple, along a well maintained tree-lined path, you can finally see the royal palace.

Apparently the exterior and interior are qualities for the king's castle. The Royal Palace of Ludsaxeed is luxurious enough if you try it on Adeline, and it has the majesty to make you feel a long history, even intimidating.

The royal palace, which I hadn't seen in a long time, looked a little gorgeous to rejoice in the Prince's return.

Perhaps it was the wind that caused the flag to fly through all the windows upstairs.

Adeline noticed that Rutvias had not spoken a word since earlier.

When asked softly what was going on, Rutvias was also looking out the window at the Royal Palace. Are you dazzled, narrow your eyes?

I haven't been home in ten years. That would be emotional.

"Do you miss it?

Speaking up, Rutvias looked back at Adeline with a slightly surprised face. It looks like you forgot Adeline existed.

"... oh, no... I thought you hadn't changed."

Rutvias turns his gaze back out the window again. Pottori as it was and dropped the word like a solitary.

"... you're back..."

…

The spilled word sounded disturbingly adhering to Adeline, as if she were a lost child.

I was ten years old and left Rude Saxony for ten years. My mother, Lady Leena, has already died, and after the war, more than half of the female officers and waiting officers have been replaced. Perhaps my hometown no longer equals exotic to Rutvias. I felt like I had no choice but to make Rutvias simply unhappy that he was back in his native country.

Adeline got lost. Get lost, but never take Rutvias' hand with your right hand.

"... Adeline?

Regardless of the bewildering Rutvias, Adeline lay her left hand further over Rutvias' hand.

"… well, welcome back"

On the finger that wrapped Rutvias' hand, he put his strength to it. Peek into Ludwigas' eyes, bending down.

"Welcome back"

…

Rutvias didn't say anything. He stared at Adeline's hand, which lay on his own hand, and slowly shook it back to me, roughly.

When Rutvias and Adeline got off the carriage, the chairmen of the House of Lords, the clergyman, and senior samurai and women were in line and kneeling there, including the ministers.

"I say thank you for the welcome. Stand up."

When Rutvias says so, faces face up and breathe. Just like the people who welcomed Rutvias at the border, his beauty has drained him.

Slowly, and intellectually, Rutvias smiles knowingly about how he can look beautiful. There is no shadow to see, such as the distressed appearance earlier.

-... maybe he was just nervous.

To Rutvias' too much transformation, Adeline stroked her chest down, a little frightened. I was worried about Rutvias' slightly contemplated appearance, but apparently it was Adeline's concern.

"Come on, please go inside. Your Majesty is waiting."

The minister urged Rutvias to walk out… should have.

"Adeline."

Rutvias calls Adeline, and his left hand is offered to Adeline.

At that moment, the surrounding gaze concentrated simultaneously on Adeline, showing signs of covert blurring.

Sawdust, Adeline swallows saliva.

-... well, why...

Why bother calling Adeline?

Even if they didn't call me, Adeline was going to follow Rutvias, and Rutvias should know that.

-... oh, yeah. His Highness wanted to dispel the scandal.

In order to dispel the scandal three years ago, I also need to impress on my surroundings that I am close to my fiancée. That's why Rutvias has always pretended to like Adeline in public.

Indeed, this is a great opportunity to emphasize the intimacy between Rutvias and Adeline. I mean, I guess that's what this behavior of Rutvias is about.

"... Yes. I'm coming now."

Stiff, but grinning, Adeline advances.

My gaze hurts, especially that of a female officer.

Hiccups, I can't even hear the words women whisper to each other, but I can predict what they're talking about.

Hardevich also said that everyone seems to wonder why Rutvias liked each Adeline.

-... okay. Don't lean down.

Adeline is desperate for her habit of looking down and trying to escape her gaze.

That's the dress Rutvias told me the other day.

Hair was worried about what would happen last night when Millet wrapped his special scented oil around a stuffed anesthetic cloth, but in the morning, when he unwrapped the anesthetic cloth, he was able to have beautiful curly hair. Its loosely wavy hair is adorned with small hair decorations of pearls and crystals. It's not a flashy decoration, but Adaline shook it every time she walked, pushing her heartbeat that Millet was beautiful.

-... at least something that shouldn't look like a woman official today.

Adeline lay her own hands on Rutvias' hands.

Then Rutvias' finger held Adaline's hand unexpectedly and gently. On that finger, I felt no external intention, and Adeline looked up at Rutvias.

"What's up?

He narrows his eyes and loosens his cheeks. Adeline blushed unexpectedly at the look and tricks that spoiled Adeline.

"... Ah, no"

Adaline shakes her head gently.

His expression is gentle and his attitude is soft because Rutvias is wearing a cat. Must be. Really his cat is horrible. If Rutvias was so gentle without knowing he was wearing a cat, I'm sure any beautiful little princess or warrant would be slapped down by stormy love.

Usually fast-paced Rutvias slowly walks me along with Adeline's gait.

-... I don't know... it's like... I'm going to feel valued.

If Adeline wasn't even her fiancée, she would surely mistake Rutvias for loving her.

-... fiancée, so...

I'm not loved.

Rutvias takes care of Adeline only to pay off the country's debts and then fulfill her husband's obligations.

-... a little... although I feel lonely...

But that's fine. If you suck at romantic feelings or something, your good relationship will break down now.

-... we have to be careful not to fall in love by mistake.

What Rutvias is asking for is a companion worthy of a queen, not ashamed to be next door.

Love is unnecessary.

Led by Rutvias' hand, he proceeded down the corridor, wondering if he would go straight between the glances, and it was during the refrain that they were allowed to pass.

During this visit, the King will conduct public events, such as face-to-face meetings with ambassadors from other countries. Between that look, if it were meant to be, Rutvias should have planned to greet the Father King back home.

-... maybe...

Perhaps the king is ill. Born sick kings often have fever at the turn of the season and so on, and it is not uncommon to see with ambassadors from other countries or to stop them just before. Even when the Chancellor and Adeline greeted him leaving the border, he looked carefree because he was lying down until the day before, or just sitting on the throne.

The ministers sit in their chairs and talk absurdly, as they surround Rutvias. I'm talking about how you grew up splendidly and how Rude Saxony is now cheap.

Rutvias is gaveling at the ministers' stories, laughing calmly.

Adeline sat in the chair next to Rutvias looking at that sight, like a passage of mythology in which saints listen to the sages.

The old aristocratic senator, who had refrained from doing so on the wall, opened his mouth when the ladies came in with tea through the back door.

"Did Your Highness send you to the grave to report your return?

A funny question, Adeline thought.

The ministers and noble councillors were left behind in the king's capital, but the councillors should know that Rutvias had been scheduled to visit Lady Leena's grave from the beginning. In the first place, what about as a courtesy, such as a senator speaking directly to the prince?

One of the ministers rises with a rugged face.

"Isn't that rude?"

"Fine."

Short, Rutvias stopped the minister.

"I never greeted my mother back home."

When Rutvias answered Eagle Deep, the senator shook his head, saying no.

"No. I'm not a queen. Your Majesty, did you come to your grandfather's grave?"

Everyone indoors froze instantly.

The former king was beheaded by King Richard as the culprit of the previous war.

The blame cannot be buried in the temple where the king of history sleeps, and the body without his neck is buried as one of the sinful royalty, far from the king's capital. The neck was dedicated to the Empire as one of the signs of surrender and has not yet been returned.

Another senator, who was next to the old senator, raised his voice so that he could forgive him.

"Please be careful. The graveyard of His Majesty the former king..."

It is forbidden even for relatives to visit the graves of the guilty.

I know that, the senator called.

"Still, you should go, Your Highness. You haven't forgotten how much His Majesty loved you, have you?

"Please refrain! The former king is a sinner who nearly destroyed his country!

When a young senator says, another senator roughs up his voice again.

"What is a sinner! His Majesty the former King was revealed to me by His Majesty the Great!

"Dear Left, it is your duty to greet the former King before his grave."

"Will Your Highness tell you to be a traitor!

"The former king is a tyrant!

"What..."

The contention flashed instantly among the senators and could still be a beating.

"Be quiet! You forgot it was in front of His Royal Highness the Prince!

"Be quiet!

Aurio or the Chancellor's secretary screams desperately, but he gets wiped out by an anger

The forces supporting the former king and rebelling against King Richard were mostly solemnized after the war, but some survived. Coupled with a faction dissatisfied with its deference to the Empire, it had become an insurmountable force.

The clashes between those anti-imperial factions and the Kings who support the King's policies, mainly among the younger generations, are a source of concern for King Richard and the Chancellor in recent years. And it seemed as if the seed of contention had germinated once and for all on the return of Rutvias.

"So, Your Highness... Um..."

Anyway, we have to quiet this noise. Adeline grabbed Rutvias' coat.

"Speak up. I told him to be quiet... and he was injured."

…

"... Your Highness?

Rutvias did not answer.

Don't let it be slight while sitting in a chair as if viewing even in the view.

On that face, the expression didn't even move with a smile by the breeding cat, as if he had put a mask on it. No emotional movements are also seen in jewel-like eyes, and to its inorganic beauty, Adeline freezes her spine.

-... it's happened before... I kicked Deo in the hallway... then.

Cold eyes.

Anger, contempt, it all passed, and there it was, giving up. to a foolish creature called man.

Rutvias is tired of watching. Such a struggle. Adults who have been fighting, repeating and disputing from an early age.

"... so, Your Highness"

-... look at me.

Adeline hit Rutvias' coat hard with a grueling thought.

"His Royal Highness Rutvias"

-... please.

In the flames of strife that could soon spread throughout the country, one Rutvias is going to freeze cold and hold his breath as it is.

-... look at me!

With those warm eyes, like a leaking day. Please.

"... ultvious... eh"

Rutvias shook his shoulder as if the squeezing Adeline voice were the first sound he had ever heard in his ear.

"... Huh?

Rutvias stares at Adeline, bewildered.

With emotional swings in Bea's eyes, Adeline finally stroked her chest down.

"Your Highness..."

But even while Adeline kept calling Rutvias, the flames of contention kept burning people's hearts. To the voice of the contending senators, Adaline recalls the situation.

-... what the hell can I do...

And the voice sounded like a mutilation.

"Does His Royal Highness not understand that, on top of the sacrifice of His Majesty the former King, Rude Saxseed has survived! Have you been so used to the Empire?!?

Adeline was stunned.

-... keep... get used to it...

Rutvias went to the hostages. For the country. At only 10 years old. I can't believe you said that as if the Intermediary was back.

Adeline desperately embraced the remorse and tears that engulfed her.

One of the young senators grabs a middle-aged senator's chest.

"This... disrespectful!

-... no!

Something had to be done, and at the edge of Adeline's sight in a hurry, the women appeared frightened and smaller in the corner of the room. Tea utensils in its trembling hands.

"..."

"Adeline!?

Regardless of Rutvias calling to rest, Adeline stood up. Quickly crossed the room, snatching tea utensils from the female officer… full of force, slammed to the floor.

The breaking noise of cracking pottery forces silence indoors.

"... we've done nothing wrong."

Adeline smiled. Pinch the dress with your fingertips and gently break your knees with your spine down to prevent the flower hat from falling off. Elegantly, in good shape.

"... Oh my God, I'm so sorry"

The room, which had unusual heat in it, cooled rapidly.

The young man, who could still beat the other man, seemed, at first, powered out of his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, didn't you have a fever to discuss and you were thirsty? We'll get you a drink."

Adeline speaks to a woman official.

"Hurry up and get a new drink."

"Yes, sir"

The prime minister came in, misplaced with the ladies who rushed out.

Immediately noticing the strange air, the Prime Minister tilted his neck and asked his daughter.

"... Something wrong?

"... I accidentally slipped my hand"

Comparing the shattered teaware to his daughter, the Chancellor frowned. Seems very difficult to convince.

"I hadn't heard anything"

Adeline looked back at Rutvias' voice.

Sitting in his chair, he smiles calmly.

"Nothing happened. Right?"

Soft and in a strong tone that does not allow objections, the people who stood kneel one after the other, reluctantly.

-... Your Highness...

Rutvias knows. Bad speech is when you make enemies. Defend the former king, support the father king, turn the opposition faction against the enemy.

Depending on the statement, it will be seen as treason against the Father King and the Empire, and it may develop into civil unrest.

Rutvias is aware of the possibility that his presence could lead to another war disaster in this country.

-... I... didn't get it.

From the carriage, Rutvias was anxiously looking up at the royal palace. I didn't know anything about that chest. That's regrettable.

While the Chancellor was surprised, when he approached Rutvias and started making some kind of report, the senators also stood up and the air began to flow as if nothing had happened.

When Adeline succumbs, she picks up tea vessel fragments and collects them. Then, right next door, Aurio knelt.

"Please don't, ma'am. You're going to get hurt."

"Aurio..."

"... brilliant. It was somewhat forceful... but it didn't have to be a brawl."

Praised, Adaline smiled in a complex mood.

"No. I have nothing..."

I didn't solve the problem fundamentally.

Adeline has now finally realized that there are too many responsibilities on Rutvias' shoulders and duties and missions.

Is it really possible for each of you to support such a rutvias by fulfilling it?

Adeline stopped her hand and stared at Rutvias, who spoke with the Chancellor.

Rutvias is talking to the Chancellor without noticing Adeline's gaze.

-... he's sweet.

He is a meticulous man, sensitive to the finesse of a man's heart.

With what thoughts did such a man take that war to an end in the form of his real father killing his grandfather? How the hell did it scratch...

-... yet this country is also trying to get His Highness into a dispute.

"... Ouch"

To the pain he ran to his fingertips, Adeline skewed his face. Potatoes and a small build-up of blood on the floor.

"Oh... I told you. If you get hurt."

Aurio told me a little shuddered and handed me the little cloth to Adeline.

"Hold me down with this."

"Aurio... protect Your Highness"

Aurio's cheek reacted with a pickle.

A blue cloth sucks Adeline's blood and turns black.

"... protect, etc.... in my case, I will go beyond the minute"

"If you can't, who can? He's in a difficult position, isn't he? Is there anything I can do? Please tell me. Aurio."

Adeline was desperate.

I don't want to see such cold eyed Rutvias.

If I had those eyes, one day Rutvias' heart would freeze. No, maybe I already am.

"... I do not believe that His Royal Highness Rutvias is worthy enough for a lady to do so"

The bossling fell was a word to thrust away.

Adeline gets confused by the hard voice of her trusting cousin.

"Aurio? Um..."

"Adeline."

Called, Adeline looked up at her voice and Rutvias stood there. Aurio bows her head lightly and steps back.

Rutvias looked at Adeline's hand,

"... did you cut your finger?

"Oh, yes..."

Adeline was relieved that she didn't seem to have been asked to talk to Aurio. I don't want to offend Rutvias when it comes to Adeline, such as protecting her.

Rutvias took Adeline's hand and confirmed the wound. The blood is already there, to the extent that it is seeping.

"Please give me a hand and go back to the mansion. You must be tired from a long journey. Rest in peace."

Rutvias' cat smiles gently.

"But... Your Majesty sees..."

"I don't have a look. Father doesn't feel well."

Adeline's predictions seem to have been met. Until now, when King Richard is not in good health, the Grand Duke and the Chancellor have held the throne, but I am sure that from now on, Rutvias will take charge of everything.

"Really..."

"The public return greeting was decided at a later date. I will visit my father's bedroom inside, but you may return to the mansion. Take your time and get tired."

Rutvias accidentally looked into Adeline's ear.

"... that was helpful earlier. Thank you..."

Adeline's eyes get hot for some reason in a whisper that doesn't even sound like Aurio right next door.

-... I... can't do anything for you.

Adeline missed Rutvias' back as she walked away. Perhaps the thoughts are very similar to the mood of a lover who drops off a knight going to battlefield. Adeline grabbed Aurio's arm obsessively as she began to follow Rutvias.

"Aurio! Please... eh"

…

Understanding what Adeline was trying to say, Aurio looked difficult, but ended up nodding at me with a deep sigh.

"... if your daughter so desires"

"... thanks"

Adeline smiled of relief and let go of Aurio's arm.

Adeline did not realize that Rutvias, who had seen that sight a little further away, which seemed to be a story between lovers, leaned down with a badly hurt look.