- I often let myself down to a comfortable shake, and I almost took off the fan, and I put my strength into my hand. Awaken. Oh, it was dangerous. I was so excited...!
Physically, we're still ahead of us to our destination. The carriage keeps running. Yet this drowsiness. Another battle with the sleeper......
I look up for what I was unconsciously leaning over.
Master Sil, sitting directly opposite him, had his arms together and his eyes closed.
All right! They didn't find out I was about to fall asleep! - And when I was gut-posing in my heart, Master Sil's head tilted and stuck with the window................ Master Sil, are you asleep?
Shortly afterwards, a heartless voice sounded.
"Do you want to wake me up?
"Let him sleep. Sil's tired, too."
"... for your sake"
I closed my fan and stood up.
"Your Highness?"
Turn to the left and put your hands on the curtains provided to prevent the sleeping Sil-like figure from being seen from the outside. I had eyes for a skilled soldier walking side-by-side with a horse right next to the carriage. I guessed my intentions or nodded as if I were "aware".
"- You don't have to do this."
I haven't lowered the curtain yet, but I've got a shadow. Standing beside me as a tall Clifford succumbed.
"Sleeping... it's courageous for people to see your sleeping face, Clifford. The smaller the number, the better. - I wonder if you could deflect Master Sil's head."
Master Sil is leaning against the window. Instruct Clifford to lower the curtain.
"If it means falling into an irresistible and defenseless state, I agree"
I had help and the left window minute was done. Do the same on the right. This hides him to some extent, even if from the outside he can't say that Sil is completely asleep.
"I think it also means that Lord Sil is forgiving us."
Probably a by-product of the protective ring effect though! I was stunned when I found out I was stunned by Master Sil... Turns out, merchant, he was doing a good job! That's the name of the injury! And then...
I looked up at Clifford.
"... are you sure it's not you?
And then it's not irrelevant that Master Sill thought Clifford might be the benefactor of his life.
Clifford's mouth was distorted and his blue eyes narrowed faintly.
"- Your Highness, do you doubt me?
"I don't think there are people who look like you."
I can't believe there's another one of these superb properties in this world...... I can't believe it!
"Master Burkes didn't seem to have been judged by the facial shape, though. If you're dressed up, you'll be as many people as I am. Months and days have passed."
"Then I will ask again."
Only - 'Obedience' doesn't lie to the 'Lord', does it?
"Four years ago, isn't it you who helped Master Sil?
Clearly, speak. Earlier, Clifford responded to Shill's question.
This time, the reply will remain the same?
"Huh!"
- And suddenly the carriage rocked louder.
Hey, did you step on a stone?
Vision flashes. My body was supported by Clifford as I stood, losing balance due to sudden things and about to fall.
At the same time, the answer came down.
"- No. It's not me. Your Highness."
Lightly.
"... ok"
"Give me your hand. It is dangerous to stand. Have a seat."
Escort and sit back in the carriage bench. Confirming that I sat down, Clifford also calmed down next door.
It should have been a few minutes since the curtain was lowered.
The sleeper who caged Master Sil was admiring me too.
As I face the front, I get a glimpse of Sil, who is really in a healthy swirl of sleep. I guess sleep is contagious......
Master Sil is asleep...
At this point, I too......
How many times will this also be the first time you hide it with a fan and push an extension to kill it?
If it's just a little... Heh, and closing my eyes was the cause of my defeat.
And then it collapses. Even with the effort to push the lid up, there is no way for a pushing sleeper to do so.
I let myself fall asleep.
- One side, warm.
Sweet dreams, I think.
Yet my hunch came off and I was so disappointed that I felt like I was going to see the array.
The starry sky. The world of dreams is beginning to change to the view of that place, which is nowhere, only visited once.
I occasionally see it when I sleep, a nightmare. Of fucking abominable memories -.
- No, you can't. I have to wake up. I hate this dream. Painful.
Even if I do, I won't wake up to my dreams. The starry sky is getting clearer and clearer. Keep it up, he shows up...
Meditate your eyes.
I reached out to the dark clouds and grabbed something I touched, like I was on a lifeline.
Is anybody there?
…………
I have a big hand feel on my head. Feeling a little easier.
Oh...... I wonder if this is a dream too. He's stroking my head, like someone's calming me down. Yeah. I knew it was a dream. Because in this world, such a person... Alec is far away... The hands feel different too. If it's a dream......
Stay on track, I'll slip by.
As bewildered, the hand that was stroking me stopped me from moving.
Made me sad.
But this is a convenient dream for me.
Someone didn't disappear. He's a little clumsy and keeps stroking me with unfamiliar hands.
Glad.
- Wake up, Asuki!
I know, Mother. You want to tell me you're gonna be late for school, right? I said wake up. Shut up.... breakfast? Eat.
- Oh, rare. You always say you don't need it, don't you?
I'm in the mood to eat. I like roasted eggs with yellow hair.
"Your Highness."
No. I don't want to wake up from this dream yet. It's a good dream, but when I wake up, I forget.
"Your Highness. It's time to arrive. Wake up."
The beauty I'm used to hearing hits me in the ear.
... Your Highness? Your Highness means me, I am Octavia, and this voice...
When I opened my eyes with Ba, Clifford's face was close. Just one side of the body for some reason, strangely warm. And my right hand seemed to hold onto some kind of fabric very tightly.
- What?
It took a few seconds to understand. For those seconds, I stare at each other plenty with my blue eyes.
... what, this is also a dream ah.
"Sorry I'm late to wake you"
"... it's my fault I fell asleep"
I feel fluffy and answer with Clifford's shoulder as a pillow.
"- Did you have a good night's rest?
I guess Clifford in the dream reflects my aspirations...... I don't know, he seemed worried that I could sleep properly.
"Yeah... I had a good dream"
My face broke unexpectedly. But even though I still had my own feelings that it was a happy dream, I couldn't remember what was at the heart anymore. Too bad. When I wake up, it's always like this......
I learned to get caught up in my thoughts.
- When you wake up?
This is a bunk dream, isn't it?
That I'm leaning against Clifford's shoulder - maybe, reality? My right hand isn't a fan - it's also gripping Clifford's left sleeve in the uniform, feeling like he's trying so hard to let go?
The consciousness, which was a dream, crossed over at once. It brings back memories just before you go to sleep.
Here, in the carriage.
Reality.
Then, Ko, what's the situation here...!
Me, I was leaning against Clifford's shoulder and I was in a blast of sleep. Aah! Besides that I'm grabbing the fabric part of my left sleeve! Even after I woke up, I fell asleep and had a good conversation with him in the same position. Oh!
No, let's get up right away! Or you couldn't sleep! I hate my weak spirit! I want to start over! I want to rewind time and start over!
- Heh, calm, calm. Oh, I can't take back what's happened anymore. Even if I panic here, things get worse. And, anyway, let's get your face off my shoulder. Subtle. Subtle.
Even from the right hand, pull out the force. Release the sleeve area that was gripping like a parent enemy. The guard knight's uniform is salvation because the fabric is thick and sturdy, so it is not wrinkled.
Slowly, wake yourself up. I took the fan that was on my knees reflexively in my hand. If I were to grab it anyway, my right hand should have grabbed this......! Indulge in healing with fluffy wings, while concealing about half your face, while keeping an eye on what's going on in the carriage.
Looks like Master Sil is still asleep. The curtain was lowered only by the window on the right where Clifford was sitting. When I was bursting asleep, Clifford's left shoulder was offered as my pillow, and my left arm grabbed my sleeve, probably because I couldn't move...! He said, "You don't have to do this," but he bothered to put it down with his free hand.
"... thanks. It bothered me."
I want to go in if there's a hole.
"Your Highness doesn't care."
"But it would have been out of the way."
As I said, I was attacked by intense anxiety.
I can imagine having borrowed Clifford's shoulder, having fallen asleep, and then having a head on Clifford's side of something I should have gone to the window. However, you were gripping your sleeve...? Must have come out with my poor sleeping minister! What the hell is that? I might be messing with something else while I'm sleeping......! I need to make sure of this!
"- Am I not exposed to ugliness?
Like sleep words in a burst of sleep! Kicks and punches!
…………
They shut me up! I thought you said you were sleeping? A kick by the sleeping minister? Punch or toothpick? What if it's all about it?
Throw your gaze at your right hand for a moment and then
"- No, nothing"
said Clifford.
"Your Highness was just asleep."
"... then it's good"
I believe you, Clifford!
There was no bedtime speech, no evil behavior due to poor sleeping ministers......!
Putting his chest down, the carriage stopped.
Looking out the window unblocked by the curtains, the carriage seemed to have arrived in front of the gate, to enter the grounds of 'Paradise in the Sky'. When it comes to royal carriages, you can't call the gates bare. I have to stop at once and get checked.
Master Sil needs to wake up too.
"Dear Sil.... Dear Sil!
I just called a few times and my hazelnut eyes opened. My gaze captures me and Clifford. Master Sil woke himself up from the window. My head seemed to move out correctly instantly.
"- How rude of you to say it's in front of Master Octavia."
I'm terribly frightened. Except I was asleep a while back, too. Sometimes I can't say anything great.
"Good morning. Dear Sil."
"... good morning"
"Please, don't worry. It's each other. I also took a nap."
I mean, I slept in a blast and fell asleep! It's the human psyche that wants to stay down there.
"I was feeding you English, so are you sure? - The real deal is coming up."
For me, and for Master Sil.
I'm nervous. One in the carriage, I got up, took a deep breath.
Check your familiarity. The dress - it doesn't have weird wrinkles or marks on it. There is no problem with the cloth from the shoulder. Bring the sapphire pendant to the center of your chest.
Hair - I fell asleep with Clifford's shoulder on my pillow, but the braided part of the craftsmanship that Sasha and the others finished without any pins is just fine, it hasn't collapsed.
Finally, spread the 'black fan'.
Now, good.
Safely passing through the gate and in the spotlight, the royal carriage drove through the grounds of 'Paradise in the Sky' and stopped in place.
Later, I'll just get off.
The curtains are not lowered anymore.
Royal carriages are often greeted. There is a crowd around the carriage. Even though Clifford is also there, attendees at the semi ball were uniformly surprised to see me and Master Sil aboard.
To begin with, Clifford.
Then Mr. Sill.
- I have to go.
I smiled consciously at my mouth and I got out of the carriage.
A cluttered gaze pierces my entire body, incomparable with when I was in the carriage.
"Sil Burkes with His Highness Octavia?
"Is that the Black Fan..."
"That escort belongs to the Count Alderton family...?
"Your Highness's dress, lovely. I wonder where you tailored it...?
I could hear all sorts of words flying in the bluff.
The role of escort of a princess without a fiancée is mostly undertaken by the knight of the escort. It's like a convention. Stand by on the left as soon as you exit the door and take Clifford's hand, which was waiting for me.
"Dear Octavia,"
- My hand was also reached out from the right side. It was Master Sil.
This is exactly as we went to the meeting just before we arrived.
At any rate, shouldn't the venue be heavily advertised that Master Shill is also attending the semi ball? may be the result of a thought. If you have a real family, if you trap it, the combination of me and Master Sil stands out in this way because it's medium colored.
Not there, grandiose.
Intentionally deepens the smile. Closed the fan and I left my right hand with Master Sil. "What's going on?" But a few glances poured down on us.
Clifford on the left. My right hand is Master Sil.
Flowers in both hands...... no. A super aesthetic with a different type on both hands? One of them is my brother's lover, though!
I said to the people around me, with both of them beside me.
"- Good afternoon, gentlemen."