I can see that the furniture unified by white wood, which is old but very important, has been carefully maintained.

Design curtains and linens that girls may like are not flashy, but they are fine.

After being abducted to this mansion for the second time in the morning, Alessia once again observes the room.

(Could it have been someone's room? A little younger than me...)

The construction of windows and furniture with delicate lattice patterns was fashionable about 100 years ago.

From the window, edged with a lattice decoration resembling a rose, you can see colorful seasonal flowers swaying in the wind.

"Hi, how are you? Princess of the Spirit"

Jill came to see how he was many times a day, but he couldn't be surprised or scared anymore.

"Can I help you? You have a lot of free time."

"Hahaha, I don't have time for this, but I thought you were so beautiful in the same mansion, and I was so thrilled! My legs are pointing towards this room!

Jill tries to hug Alessia from behind, but she gets away with it.

Jill wipes off the touched shoulders with his hands like dust.

"Please don't touch me cheerfully."

When Alessia glances at her cold crystal eyes, Jill blushes her face.

"Likes! Your cold feeling! I'm freaking out!

……

Alexia stares at Jill as if she saw dirt.

"Fufu. You look so nice that you don't have the usual face. [M] I'm sure I'm the only one who's ever seen you like this!

"... please stay away from me."

For the whole day and a half, Alessia was in the mood for Jill, who had a trance, no matter how cold it was.

(I don't know what the hell this guy is... he doesn't know what he's doing.)

Jill grabbed Alexia's hand on his knees and stared at Alexia.

"You always seem to be in pain in the Marquis. To be a lady worthy of the Marquis, she is tough on herself and on others. Always discipline yourself, and my sister hates me for it...."

Alessia instantly opened her eyes and relieved Jill of her hand.

"... you've been telling me a lot of things."

I wonder if it's a picture star?

There's a lot of confusion.

"Oh, really?

As Jill stood up and wrapped Alessia's cheeks with both hands, she gently turned her face towards her. Alessia raised her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes so close to her nose.

"... let me go"

"I won't let go. I want to set you free. [M] A powerful look that doesn't appeal to anyone. A dragon like you... what an careless young lady to meditate in this state."

That said, Jill lay it gently on Alessia's lips.

"Nh! Hah...."

Gradually changing angles, Alessia pushed Jill back with a greedy mouth and slapped her cheeks hard.

"Oh, my God! Filthy!"

Jill looks at Alessia trembling with tearful eyes and breaks his face while suppressing the smashed cheeks.

"Ah! What a nice face! I wanted to see your emotional face! Clear you are nice, but emotional you are even more attractive! I wish I'd always done that!

When Alexia started pulling, the door of the room was knocked momentarily, even though she had just met her.

"It was a nice atmosphere. I'm getting in the way."

(Absolutely not a good atmosphere at all! What are you talking about!?

As Jill opens the door, a man in a red robe slaps his ear.

"Hmm. Yes. Well, I can't help it."

Jill returns to Alessia with her heel turned.

"Unfortunately, I'll say goodbye for now. It seems that the First Prince and your brother have discovered my identity. [M] It's only a matter of time before we know where this mansion is. It looks like your father will be back in King's Landing in half a day. Maybe it's tide time around here."

"Gee, what was the purpose after all!?

Jill leans her neck to Alessia's question, smiles a little, and takes Alessia's hair out of her mouth.

"If you insist, is the purpose of meeting you? I wanted to make a strong impression on you."

"I'm not sure what you mean."

"Fufu. That's fine now. I'll see you again."

Jill closed Alessia's eyes with his right hand and gave her the last touch.

The next moment, Alessia's consciousness broke and fell into Jill's chest.

On the evening of that day, Alessia was found unconscious in Shia, in the garden of the Caparoni family. With lots of flowers.

The abduction of the daughter of the Marquis de Caparoni closed the curtain without a single contact from the culprit.