step. My body had not forgotten. It goes with the music and moves properly. And Clifford - not as skilled as his brother or Alec. After I was adopted by the Earl's family, I mastered it with a burning blade, too much. Good enough. A gift of physical ability? It feels stable.
I just don't feel perfectly faithful to the basics. Sometimes my flow goes in. … omitted appropriately for music, such as during troublesome steps.
It's not a competition, and I'm not being graded the way I dance. Pretty good courage, though it would be nice to be in shape. But thanks to you, I was also tense and nervous. Let's go with the policy that even if we make mistakes, we just have to get back on our feet, rather than aim to make mistakes.
The best thing you can do is have fun dancing!
And a few minutes.
I was getting more confident.
Yeah. Without stepping on Clifford's feet, without making any big mistakes, fine.
I can dance!
Looks like we can even get to work with this!
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(i) I was relieved, and now I was facing new problems.
When there was a specific weight of consciousness on whether I could dance properly, I didn't think anything of it.
With Clifford, or his face is close. This proximity is also bad for the heart.
Besides, the opponent, he fell in love with someone, a delicacy that wasn't strange even if he had quit the knight of the escort. So much beauty.
Now you've been dancing with a fine face for a few minutes or something!
I deserve more than dancing in pairs! This restlessness, unlike the peace of mind that Alec was feeling!
During the dance, whenever possible, look at the other person's face.
Though we are learning that, we are not comfortable staring at each other, and I slip away from my subtle gaze -.
"Your Highness?"
also, Clifford's beauty is a direct hit.
Weird as a manners of dancing if you've been looking all the way in another direction unnaturally...... Return your gaze to Clifford's face.
Ha, talk! Let's chat! That distracts me!
Court Circle, it's a long time... Playing time, loosely enough. With the tune, that's more or less three minutes, or the part about the difficult steps coming here! I need to get myself together! I know how it is.
There is also a change of partner when it comes to production. Of course, that's not the case when you want to keep dancing with one person.
but only Clifford here.
Plus, Clifford, you can't take your eyes off me.
The illusion that you are supposed to miss every single action.
Is there something on my face? You're not following me, are you?
Knock...!
Yes, you shouldn't because you're aware of it.
Experience has shown that the Knight of the Guard has a hundred percent chance of eventually becoming another man's, Octavia......! Clifford, too, promised to serve me, but that doesn't mean he won't stick with a man.
Don't be aware of it as heterosexual or thrilled. Guardian knights are not eligible. Not eligible...... Because I want to fall in love, nothing is more foolish than liking someone with a confirmed heartbreak thick!
"Spare weapons are with daggers, but, again, are you good at swords?
We were talking about weaponization until just before we danced out, and to avoid being thrilled, continue the weapons talk! I kill my floating heart!
Clifford blinked. Lie your eyes down. Seems surprisingly thoughtful. I was relieved when my gaze came off from close quarters. It's okay because I'm on your side, but if Clifford tells me that I'm hostile to you, my life expectancy will shrink, I believe you.
"As for one, I can handle it..."
Hmm. Versatile.
"Are you good at swords? You're dealing with spears, and you're most familiar with them."
"Gun..."
It spinned a circle. The dress flipped as I moved.
Also, back in Clifford's arms.
After this, the tune slows down for a while, and the dancing is a small pause period.
"Yes, it can also be useful during riot warfare because it can be poked, stabbed, thrown but can be defeated without approaching enemies, compared to swords. It's also effective to swing. It's just... it's not for your regular gear. And to protect Your Highness."
"Well, yeah."
A spear... carry it on your back? It's longer than a sword, and it seems to get in the way at normal times.
"But besides the sword on the battlefield, I just want to keep the spear equipped. In my case, though."
It seems like a hands-on experience, but I wonder if I still have one on the battlefield. So it caught the eye of the Earl of Alderton. Did your father almost know Clifford existed?
Thinking about it, in relation to the steps, the body approached one step at a time.
"What's wrong?
Distance enough for exhalation. We only hear each other talk, too. Blue eyes, they see me. That means I wonder if my eyes show Clifford.
"I was thinking of you."
"About me?
"Father... about why Your Majesty cares about you. You must have spoken to His Majesty before last night, right?
Now it would have been better if I hadn't missed every move by Clifford. But Clifford was never particularly upset and took my gaze.
"Your Majesty has heard from you when you took up your duties as an escort to Your Highness. … Your Highness seems to have been worried."
"Worried about your father?
"Isn't it because they chose someone like me as their escort? Your Majesty loves His Highness."
I think, right now, I have a suspicious eye.
My father loves me...? Though family, blood isn't connected, plus there's parent-child love between us who usually have little interaction? I don't know about that.
"I don't need your attention, Clifford."
I shook Kabuli. You don't hate me, you don't like me, I guess at best. There is no such thing as being worried, let alone loved, as a daughter.
"Care..."
Clifford, with a slight eye opening, laughs. I shook my throat strangely.
The small rest period ends. Without each other's skill, you will continue to the mountains of the court dance.
You can use almost all the area of the practice room, so you can move around freely. It's fun here when you're dancing well.
The two of us take steps, twirling around.
"Is that where you laugh?
"I'm sorry. Your Highness has used words that are too remote for me..."
"Are you saying you don't deserve it?
"At least, if you're someone who knows me, to the extent that you doubt your ears,"
Clifford laughed thinly. Take a peek at the face of the wild beast.
"Getting to know you...... That it's" obedient "?
"Yes, even those who have become Ongarne dwellers, who know me as' obedient '. - Your Highness,' obedience 'does not lie to' the Lord '."
He was stabbed in the nail.
"... sorry. I'm sorry."
Exhale.
I decided not to worry about it, but it seems that my interaction with my father and what I've heard about poison affect me. Even though I was the only living person who knew Clifford was' obedient ', even though he said so himself, I asked questions that I suspected.
"I don't think the 'Lord' was conscious enough. - Hey, Clifford. I wonder what kind of 'Lord' you want me to be."
"The Lord" and "Obedience".
When you compare me to Clifford, you think 'obey' is too high a spec! I also need to get a little closer to the ideal 'Lord' and keep Clifford from giving me all my love.
"So, do you have any orders for me as the 'Lord'?
Orders?
Do you have any requests for me? That's what I was going to ask, but the change ball flew in.
Clifford's eyes shaded when I couldn't return the response.
"Your Highness, who is" obedient, "commands me to do nothing?
My maiden heart was inadvertently about to come back to life with a different look than my usual sharp eyes. Oh, it was dangerous...! Straightaway tighten the reins of your heart.
"- As the 'Lord', you mean you need some special order?
"No, but it is a joy to fulfill the wishes of the Lord for 'obedience'. if possible."
Is that what you mean? Ah. But I don't care if you suddenly tell me to order you... Orders that look like 'Lord'......
Ah. I wonder if this is okay.
"If..."
It always occurred to me.
"If anything happens to me that makes me weep, I want you to hide it so I don't know it around me."
Because in the future, even if I don't have a scene to cry over... No, I feel like I do!
Brother tangled. Or in my search for a lover! Handkerchief, kiddie! It feels like it.
And the most likely person to see it is Clifford, who has always followed me as a knight of escorts! Ideal for followers. If so, please cover up for the Lord as' obedience '!
Me, because I'm a pie who wants to be stuck alone and cry out of my mind! At last, what is weak is a sect that no one wants to be seen as much as possible! But tear glands don't just loosen up in your own room. Sometimes I can't even try to enjoy it. Although it's best not to cry, I don't know about all this.
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"Clifford?
The dance mountain range is almost over. Reach out to each other and leave. He pulled his hand, and back to me, Clifford shrugged.
"Your Highness, you betray your expectations."
Nobody understands better than me, do they? You're always living honestly in your own mind. Some ventriloquism has been gained in the princess's life, but she's aiming for a basic, backless person!
"You think I can't push the challenge because you're 'obedient'?
If so, it's out-of-heart, Clifford! Princess power is used to the fullest when it is available...... but occasionally! I don't snore for no reason!
"Not so - because it was a very adorable order for the 'Lord' to give to 'obey'"
"What if the 'Lord' gives to 'obey'?
When I heard that, I was pinned.
Would you mind giving me an order, but wasn't this a 'Lord' check of what kind of order I would give? Eyes shaded, those eyes too, clever shaking to me?
"- Clifford. Why did you want my orders?
"Between 'the Lord' and 'obedience', because the Lord's command to 'obedience' is the shortest way to understand each other. I was wondering if my Highness and I needed it. One order is heavier than thousands of words."
See, I knew it! It was a 'Lord' check!
"Yes...... Understand?
On the inside, I disguised myself as a cheerful face, blinking my heart.
"As I said earlier, I understood that it was the 'Lord' who betrayed my expectations. Orders."
The orders themselves are valid, aren't they? "Lord" check cleared once?
"You promise? When I'm crying..."
Clifford smiled bitterly.
"I don't need a promise or anything. My 'Lord'. I'll hide it. That must be my order."
"Orders."
I nodded.
But when there seems to be something else to command as the 'Lord', let's be careful. Because orders from the 'Lord' seem heavier to 'obey' than I would have imagined.
And - "Obedience" doesn't lie to the "Lord," does it?
This is also a new fact.
It's not Clifford's care for me that my father loves me, it's his heart. Whether that view is true or not, at least, that's what you thought, right? Or that Clifford's values for love are different?
Trying to ask, I noticed Clifford's gaze was pointing out the practice room - down the hall. Clifford stopped. I'm stuck, too.
But I didn't finish playing the court dance. Still playing.
"Your Highness. Behind me."
Clifford sheltered me behind my back. He tries to pull out daggers such as those hidden in his cuffs at any time.
And the practice room door opened up in momentum.
"Excuse me!
It was the voice of a young man. You've been running, I'm a little out of breath. From my position, I can only see Clifford's back, so I don't know what he looks like.
"I've come with words from His Highness Alexis! I heard His Highness Octavia is here. - Hi-ha? O!"
Hino?
I don't think there's a screaming element in the practice room...
Clifford slipped to the side without pulling out his dagger. No problem. Does that mean it's safe? - Nevertheless, I shouldn't have heard any footsteps. You mean Clifford sensed someone coming, so he alerted you as an escort, just in case, right?
I saw an intruder into the practice room.
On that face, of course I don't recognise - no, I didn't. Is that it? There is.
At the training ground, he was Alec's training opponent and then a soldier who was colluding with his colleagues.
The soldier was blue when he saw Clifford.