I Am a Princess Responsible For Settling Circumstances

"Welcome"

Her Royal Highness Octavia, who leaves the practice room, was sent out with a perfect bow. The samurai imitates it as well.

Since then - when I nodded in the sincerity of His Highness's words - His Highness has stopped pursuing me perfectly and returned the story to something about confidentiality.

"Alec's still in the castle? Or have you already left?

"No, probably not yet... by now, I think, around the time we're headed for the castle gate"

Remembering the conversation I had with His Highness Alexis, I also added that it was a side gate.

Right after that. His Royal Highness gave due cause and said, "I'm going for a walk".

I decided to go for a stroll in the castle just by weaving my cape, but even from the first reaction the Secretary of State showed, it's clearly unexpected behavior.

- I don't care how you look at it, it won't just be a walk.

In fact, His Highness Octavia is going to drop off His Highness Alexis, who is leaving.

How does the Secretary of State perceive it?... you can't be receiving it on par. Nevertheless, I did not do anything to ask questions.

I also caught a glimpse of the relationship between His Highness Octavia and Her Majesty the Secretary.

As I have learned since coming to the royal castle, all the women who serve the castle and are entrusted with jobs close to the centre are basically referred to as female officers. Among them, it is the maiden who deals directly with the royalty or with the response of the nobles who climbed the castle.

And not only the woman, but the aunt in the cafeteria in the barracks and so on - it's the chief woman who brings together all the women who work in the castle.

His Royal Highness Octavia has won such loyalty to Her Majesty the Secretary.

It was told that the Secretary of State accepted the 'walk' without any objection.

Is it a strength to have the Secretary of State on your side in the Imperial Castle?

- With sentiments, etc., I was a bystander after finishing my assignment from His Highness Alexis and His Highness Octavia decided to "take a walk".

What makes up the bulk of my head is when do I resign... I want to leave as soon as possible, with a remarkable amount of hard work in many ways than being in the wrong place in the position of recruit. I don't care, I can't do that without your forgiveness. I waited even as I killed the signs for an opportunity to say I would resign.

Although.

His Highness Octavia didn't forget me.

Wearing a cape, underneath which he hid his gorgeous dress and walked out lightly for a 'walk', His Highness kept an eye on me. While tilting the closed fan, please show generosity.

"It will be hard for you on your own to get home. Come with me."

There will be only one acceptable answer.

"Ha! I'll accompany you!

- I was to join Ongarne's Messenger!

I'm just walking fast, have you ever been so nervous?... you don't.

... I can't help but worry about my back.

At the beginning, His Royal Highness Octavia stands, followed by me, the tail of which, in the order of 'Ongarne's Messenger', 'walks' through the castle.

Behind you is a place where your attention cannot pass without turning around.... I'm defenseless!

If you apply this reasoning, Your Highness can also say that you are defenseless against me. but technically not. For example - I would never, ever want to, but in case I'm about to be slashed on His Highness's back, my life would be over before I finish pulling out my sword. Instant kill. In His Highness's case, perhaps these things are also woven, indefensible.

It's just too bad for the heart to have 'Ongarne's Messenger' behind it. I feel that my life span will shrink. You don't just feel it. You've lost two or three years...

His Highness stopped walking. It was close to the big corridor.

To the side gate - well. Your Highness will take you through the Great Corridor, right?

The Great Corridor, as its name suggests, is a huge corridor in the castle, but it is unacceptable to pass alone without more than a certain rank. Soldiers like me out of the civilian population can't do it without enough to have a decorative room.

In front of the door leading to the Great Corridor, two guards. Only here was a soldier placed at all the connecting doors, knocked in during recruit training. Of course, it's where I bypassed on the way. That was the shortest way to the practice room, and even if it wasn't, it would be useless for me as a recruit to go through the Great Corridor on my own.

"Good luck."

The guard greeted His Highness Octavia. But my presence seems strange. The expression tells the story.

... This is the normal reaction, right?

Going, for some reason, no guard said anything to me - he didn't even react, he let me through.

It is now in the form of an accompaniment to His Highness. Even if it's weird that I'm here, there's nothing like a guard questioning me. The Grand Corridor will also be cleared for passage if it is a gift from an identified person. But even if His Royal Highness Octavia is taking me, I'm just a soldier. Funny thing is, it's no different.

So, not least in the attitude of the guards. That comes out.

Instead, there should be some reaction.

- Think of it this way, even though it's different from going through the Great Corridor, the attitude of the guards I encountered on the way was too little. Even if His Highness Alexis was hitting some kind of hand, yes. Is that...?

The guard opened the door.

"Come through."

"Thanks"

I'll follow His Highness, too, and I'll probably never go through it again, step into the Great Corridor.

... Big.

The Great Corridor itself was like a work of art. Huge columns with pictures carved on each and every one are regularly joined, with pairs of paintings on the ceiling and floor. The ceiling looks like the sky.... Sky God looks at the earth. The floor is an army that fights on the ground - a human condition. It's a famous act of Genesis mythology.

Everything is rare, as it was when I first came to King's Capital. I think I'm going to freak out. If I noticed, my distance from His Highness was about to open wide.

Increase speed.

... Shit. Now I was in too much hurry. Aren't you subtly lined up next to His Highness?

A small laugh leaked. - It's His Highness Octavia.

"For the first time, it's amazing. The Great Corridor."

"Yes......"

It's a sight to behold for me.

"Next time, you should go alone."

"I have..."

It's my dream to get a pretty daughter-in-law and set up my home in Wang Du, but it's harder than that to be able to have a decorative room. Being a civilian doesn't mean you can't. Not that I can't... Aim for birth, ambition, even I know the limits of my abilities.

- Your Highness Octavia, to your opponent, a cheap contract wouldn't be a good idea.

"I am of civilian origin. I admire going through the Great Corridor by myself, and it may be different if you are one of the few, chosen...... it is impossible for you to get there yourself. We do not have outstanding talents with us. ordinary people. Therefore, we do not think that there will be - Thank you for your kind words."

Identity and talent. Neither is enough. I'm not being humble. It's just a fact. The vast majority of humans belong where they put themselves. Even Your Highness, you know...?

…………

As he continues to walk, His Highness looks to the front.

"So... no choice? Do ordinary people have to give up? Unless it's rare..."

So, words break off.

I was asking myself.

Remember something, rather than me?

"I know exactly what you're trying to say. But I don't like that idea."

Bitterness, as if you were too.

Her Royal Highness the Princess. It would rather be a rare side. - Something out of reach even in princess status. Do we have to give up? In my head, all I can think of is the throne.

"... that wasn't if we were having an extra chat. Let's hurry."

Loose, wiggling highness increases the speed of walking.

From then on, I kept walking silently.

Through the Great Corridor and out of the building. Aim for the side gate and never get lost.

"Alek!"

His Highness Octavia ran away when he found His Highness Alexis riding and waiting on a horse at the side of the side gate that was rising the fence.

It is used for departure, so naturally, the gates that do not open - the bouncing bridges of the side gates - are applied so that they can be crossed. But no one works there. Raising and lowering bridges does not seem to be a manpower in the field. The same goes for the gate fence.... How does that work?

"Sister!

Only His Highness Alexis got off the horse and welcomed His Highness Octavia.

It is hard to say that the air created by the line of departures is flattering and friendly.

Face rash, all I know, was that Lord Randall had a lot of trust from His Highness Alexis.

As the undyed! When recruited as a soldier, as a star of civilians who ran up the street of birth, even though he was already thirty-eight! I respect Master Randall.

He said the wind was tough at first because of the rarity because the years were too old for recruits, but Master Randall's strength was no match for those soldiers there. I have been a mercenary for a long time, and for my wife and children, I have a background in seeking a stable position and becoming a regular soldier.

The others - Your Majesty, I presume, are the faces prepared for His Highness Alexis.

His Royal Highness Octavia says that he did not take the drifting air for an object, but that he "accidentally met with His Highness Alexis during the walk".

How things fall. I approached the side gate to some extent and watched, I almost jumped up to the signs of standing on the side.

- "Ongarne's Messenger".

But his gaze was toward the top. It's the spire part of the castle. I'll stare around. Oh...... Did you move because the tree got in the way and it was difficult to see the spire from elsewhere? That was just beside me!

What's that over there? No one......

No, I'm here. Through a small window, I could see people. Watching the side gate? - Then, the little window glowed. Once or twice. It's a kind of signal used among soldiers. One of the lines of departure is responding to it with a hand movement from the horse to the small window.

"When we're all done crossing, raise the bridge and lower the fence,".

Apparently, there's a mechanism for moving the side gate inside the spire.

- "Ongarne's messenger" grasped this, rather than realizing it because the scope for paying attention is unusually wide compared to that of a regular person, but it seems right. Smell the minor differences sharply.

Already, the attention of the 'Messenger of Ongarne' had returned from the spire to His Highness Octavia.

It's... it's over there.

To see how it goes, His Royal Highness's breath is so perfect that I just think he was in a meeting beforehand, but the attitude of the knight, who represents and speaks for the line of departure, is also very disrespectful.

Totally unintentional, it came.

"Guy Peutz, you were"

- Did you say my first and last name, "Ongarne's Messenger"?

I have the courage to turn my face. Just the eyeball. I tried to move it.

The eyes of the 'Messenger of Ongarne' still lie with His Highness Octavia.

"I need to check with you."

But the person you're talking to, it was me.

By the side gate, there was a big move. In the line of exit, only His Highness Alexis and Master Randall stay, and the horses continue to cross the bridge.

"… what is it, the Knight of the Guard"

Um, you mean on the battlefield?

I could have responded more calmly than I did when I was in the practice room.

"If you are the 'Ongarne messenger', you do not know who you are. His Royal Highness Octavia says so."

"What I want to hear is something else."

You think it's something else? Even if they know who I am, you mean the end of it?

I didn't know I was going to tell you... No, unless you're so stupid, don't you?

"Who was in contact between receiving his life from His Highness Alexis and seeing His Highness Octavia?

"... not available"

"You never even spoke to the guards."

"... None, say nothing, let me through"

"Until you met His Highness Octavia, only His Highness Alexis contacted you."

"... it will be"

Why does' Ongarne's Messenger 'care about this? Because, for some reason, you still suspect me? When I came into the practice room, I did get killed...

Well, now, I thought.

As a knight of escort, even if I alerted an unscheduled visitor - am I such a threat that 'Ongarne's messenger' releases his killer spirit? At best, isn't that alarming? Releasing the killer is an act that has swept away the alarm.

With every glance of doubt, I noticed that 'Ongarne's Messenger' was more pointing.

"- That's my last question. How was His Highness Alexis when he received his life?"

The only question that came up was when I saw my face.

I'm thirsty in my mouth. I swallowed it.

The first thing that came first was the amber eyes. - That wasn't my mistake, was it? This man, why?

In the corner of our sight, we see both His Highnesses smiling at each other.

"Peutz! I thank you too. Well done."

I heard His Highness Alexis calling me.

"It's a waste of time!

I replied out loud and walked as far away as I could. I was deeply relieved in my heart that I did not have to answer the question of "The Envoy of Ongarne".

"But, Alec. I'm letting the recruits get too impotent."

"I thought you'd be attracted to me, sister."

I'm just listening to the conversations between the two highnesses, calm down.

"Was there a problem? Peutz."

But in response to that question, my thoughts turned in a strange direction.

- After we got to the practice room, thanks to His Highness Octavia for taking it back, there was no problem.

... even before that, nothing, no problem. Unlike the guards in the Great Corridor, every guard I met until I got to the practice room was unresponsive to me.

How could the amber-looking eyes and the guard's unresponsiveness be associated with that - could it be?

At that time, what a ridiculous delusion came to my mind because His Highness Alexis did something to me - something unexplainable that only exists in the mythical world.

That's why 'Ongarne's messenger' felt an anomaly and turned to me to kill him. But suppose you believe in this delusion. Still, questions arise. How could the 'Ongarne Messenger' have detected that? You know what, it's crazy.

- Besides, His Highness Alexis, who was supposed to have stopped me from "turning this way," seemed unaware of his actions.

"Oh, no..."

I, uh, I just said it.

Just a few moments, swinging away dizzy, flowing delusions.

"Nothing, there was no problem. I told His Royal Highness Octavia the truth."

Wonder how powerful it is, it doesn't exist in this world. I'm just being weirdly hypersensitive because of the strange question of The Ongarne Envoy.

"I was relieved to hear that. Thank you very much."

Now, there's nothing strange about Alexis.

"Ha!"

You're honestly glad to have fulfilled your orders and received your own words of neglect.

But I'm done with the report, and now I'm really sorry for your help - but for now, I'm going to watch the exchanges between the two highnesses.

Greetings, His Highness Alexis does not prefer 'Ongarne's Messenger', nor does he want to be known for his confidentiality. Near coming up with a topic about confidentiality, he demanded that it be lowered. I agree.

In contrast, His Highness Octavia uses him heavily. Subject to nothing else being said, I allowed the 'Ongarne messenger' to stay.

My brother broke it to my sister. In sisters and brothers, it is common.

His Highness Octavia, who tried to stroke His Highness Alexis' head, is about to be rejected and saddened.... This is also a common sight for my sister and brother. It is the rebellion of my brother, who is old. As a man, it's a little touchy to be touched in the head. I understand, Your Highness Alexis.

The exchange between the two of you tells me that even if the blood is not connected, we are really good friends as sisters and brothers. His Highness Alexis has a calm expression, is not attentive, and His Highness Octavia, seems a little different. I feel more strongly about the face of an age-appropriate girl than a princess.

"Okay. Sister, shall I cut your finger?"

But my smiling feelings, by His Highness Alexis, blew up with such sword-soaking remarks. Fingertips? What was unfolding was supposed to be a schematic: a brother who would respond to his sister's request to come back to his brother soon.

What happened to cutting your finger...?

"Give me that...? Here?"

His Highness Octavia is showing hesitation. Naturally! I'd rather not disagree! Yet His Highness Alexis replied "Yes" without getting his hair in between.

My worries ended in concern.

- His Royal Highness intertwined each other's little fingers.

You two are saying strange sentences to each other. Want a thousand needles?

"I cut my finger off"

His Highness Alexis concluded with great satisfaction. The pinkie and pinkie fingers separate.

Fingering...... is only a pseudo-act, and the words you utter are like ciphertext that only passes between you two? Anyway, I don't think we're talking about physically disconnecting.

I've been there the way I'm used to it... but somehow, it seems like something His Highness Octavia came up with. Is that my evil push?

The conversation between the two of you continued, but I decided not to listen to the majority of the conversations we had about Lord Kilgren. It's not something I should know.

- It's time to go.

Eventually, yes, His Highness Alexis speaks. And then my blue eyes were pointed at me.

"... right. Just in case, while I'm gone, can I leave this to my sister if anything happens to Peutz to be reprimanded in any way?

I glanced. Honestly, I never thought His Highness Alexis would think that far.

"Should I protect you?

"Yes, please"

His Royal Highness Octavia also undertakes briefly. I was surprised by this too.... If something terrifying happens to His Highness Alexis, it should be the best way to cut me off. No matter how much you ask me to help you, I have nothing to gain from His Highness Octavia. No. - Because of His Highness Alexis' favor, huh?

"So long, sister. Can I have one last blessing?

"Absolutely."

Blessings are the custom of praying for the safety and return of those who travel, touching each other's cheeks, with their lips. How close - I don't go unless it's about the pattern between family and lovers.

Blessings were made without delay, but the moment His Highness Alexis' lips touched his left cheek, His Highness Octavia unnaturally wandered.

At the same time, 'Ongarne's Messenger' stepped out one foot. but no further, no further.... what?

"... sister?

In a call somewhat mixed with anxiety, His Highness Octavia spins the words he sends out.

"Come on in, Alec"

"I'm coming, sister"

His Highness Alexis, who responded with a smile, left a greeting and turned to the horse he was riding. Cross the bounce bridge with Master Randall, who was waiting. When the two horses finished crossing completely, the bouncing bridge rose, as they had been waiting, and the fence at the side gate began to fall.

"You're gone."

His Highness Octavia, who shrugged, stared at the completely closed side gate for a while.

In the sky, a few rev birds were dancing.

- And I got permission from His Highness Octavia to resign and return to my duties as an original recruit.

That day, after finishing the rest of my duties, I went straight to the cafeteria in the barracks.

- First, rice.

Sit in an empty seat and eat your dinner there before you eat.

"Hey, I heard you. He disappeared with His Highness Alexis?

Then a colleague, a companion with narrow shoulders, sat directly opposite him.

"... I just got a chore to say. Nothing. After chores, I went back to the training ground."

"Apparently. Well, you'll soon forget it. His Highness, Alexis, seems to have fallen ill after he was returned from a long run. That's more important."

"I hope you recover soon."

... Is it right?

"Oh. But when it comes to health anxiety for His Highness Alexis... that's troubling. The squad leader told me it was time to make up my mind on a tour under the castle today. You, too. What do we do?"

"His Highness Alexis or His Highness Celius?

Throw the bigger pieces of bread into your mouth and ask back.

"The fact that the name of His Highness Alexis will come out first... is it settled in you yet"

"... sounds like it"

Until yesterday, I thought about my own birth, comparing advantages and difficulties, leaning slightly, I think.

It's just that my desire to serve is sprouting. Probably when His Highness Alexis asked His Highness Octavia for me. Royalty is not necessarily a kind being. But when I'm shown my feelings, simple me, I want to pay for it.

... No, you forgot to wash your shoes.

To those who have been shitted by Rev birds comes disaster...... Disaster.

I'll look back on the day. It was a bad day for my heart. Life expectancy has also shrunk. His Royal Highness Octavia was not as gentle as he seemed, and 'Ongarne's Messenger' is inexplicable.

Of all things, the last thing that came to mind was a painting, seen in a large corridor, painted on the ceiling and the floor. I thought it was a good idea, so I burned it in the back of my brain.

"- Hey, what do you think about aiming to be able to go through the Great Corridor alone?

"The Great Corridor? You?"

"Ooh."

My colleague, no, got a serious look.

"Is your head okay? You're sleepless because you woke up early. Go back to sleep."

I'm a bitter laugh. This reaction is normal, right? There is a real example of Master Randall, but it is almost impossible for just civilians to get there.

"I'm not serious. Just a thought."

- Put the decorative room on the sword and walk in the middle of the Great Corridor.

He said there might be a way to go for it.

My desire to be assigned to His Highness Alexis was prompted by the events of this day, when the Rev bird dropped shit on me.

As the anecdote suggests, the disaster did come, but if asked if it was just a disaster, I would be in trouble to reply.