How About a Refill? ~The Elegant Tea Party of the Grand Witches~

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"Well, it's really beautiful..."

When I arrived at the rose garden, I sighed without thinking of its overwhelming beauty.

The colorful Ring Rose was specially made under the name of the Queen when she was married, and only blossomed in this rose garden.

Miriam's smelly beauty took Miriam away for a while.

Others bear His Majesty's name, as do the two princes.

"Wonderful... The gardeners are taking good care of you."

As Miriam slowly looked around the rose gardens planted with various varieties, he found a path between the rose and the rose that allowed one person to pass by.

"Is it going on somewhere?

Interested and gently following the trail, the trail was really narrow enough for one person to finally pass, and roses were still planted on both sides. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw a garden different from the rose garden.

Various kinds of plants are planted around small ponds.

There were few gorgeous things like roses, and there seemed to be small, cute flowers and medicinal herbs.

Strangely enough, there were flowers that could not have bloomed in the same season, and things with different timings of fruiting.

"There was this place in the rose garden. That flower blooms in colder times, and the fruit that becomes that tree should be around the end of summer... even though that flower blooms in the morning and closes before noon... It's a mysterious garden."

As Miriam tried to step into the garden whispering, something ripped apart.

When Miriam checked his dress, the hem of the skirt was caught on the branch of the rose and slightly torn.

"Ah, what should I do... I can't go back to the tea party now."

When Miriam was in the dark, a woman appeared from behind the garden.

"Oh, are you a customer?

A beautiful woman with long, burning red hair and dawn sky eyes who has spoken for a while. It should be noted that the whole body is completely wrapped in black robes.

"My name is Beatrice. Who are you? Where did you come from? Lovely lady."

The woman named Beatrice asks Miriam with a smile.

Miriam, who seemed to be a woman for a while, guessed who the woman was from a place called the Royal Palace and rushed to do the cartesies.

"I am Miriam Farina Caparoni, second daughter of the Marquis de Caparoni. I climbed the castle today to attend a tea ceremony hosted by Her Highness the Queen. We meet the central witch Beatrice and apologize for the delay in greeting her."

When Miriam greeted him, Beatrice circled around Miriam with a smile like nickel and flower.

"You were the Marquis Lady. It's Miriam, so I wonder if it's Miri. Ufufu. Even so..."

Beatrice moved Miriam's gaze from head to toe, spreading the fan she had with her mouth.

"You're not plain. Moss Green isn't bad either, but it's early summer, so I think a fresher color would be better. Mint green or lemon yellow? And, oh? Your hem is ripped."

Miriam remembered the tragedy of his dress and leaned down.

(Oh, they saw me. I'm embarrassed...)

"Oh, I'm sorry I showed you something ugly. There was a nice trail while walking through the rose garden, so I was intrigued and walked obsessively, and I got caught in a branch..."

"Oh, you're such a little lady. But then you won't be able to go back to the tea party. Come with me."

Beatrice then grabbed Miriam's wrist and took him to the back of the garden. Although not visible from the entrance, there was a small mansion in the back with a glassy terrace facing the garden.