"- What. Is it weird that I'm here? Octavia."
My father said it out loud and great.
In fact, he's great because he's the supreme power of the Esphere!
It was about a minute ago that Sasha, a samurai with me, told me that Father was coming without touching me.
At that time I was seriously spelling out my diary anyway as I rolled into a princess bed with a canopy.
It was up to me to rush on and jump out the bedroom through the door and find out what I was ready to do to welcome my father in early work......
- There are three in my room.
Me and my father, Sasha, who is in awe with his head hanging in the corner of the room.
...... yeah. I just feel uncomfortable that your father is in his room!
When's the first time you've had a father here?
Then I woke up in the morning and complained, "I want to talk to someone about this situation," but I didn't know Father was coming...!
Matilda, the chief woman, is coming.
I moved my gaze a bit. I was stunned.
Unnatural wrinkles like a buzz on the skirt part of a dress you normally wear! Not the front side. Right lateral rear. Subtle down!... If you're in this standing position, you can't see from your critical father. Safe in that respect! Nevertheless, come...! I want to fix it!
But you can't just fix it while your father sees you in grandeur...!
I grabbed the black fan and opened it, and my father came into the room.
And an earlier voice was uttered.
I have to answer, but please, wrinkles...... I'm concerned about the wrinkles......!
To do that...... flashed! I have a good one!
"No. Welcome, Father. I've been waiting for you."
Close the fan and hold it in your right hand.
Then, as a subtle solution to fix the wrinkles, I offered my best thanks to Esphere to Father.
I sincerely respect you. They're not going to defy you. That's what they're gonna mean! Ideal for sesame seeds!
But I'm reclining, the way I say hello to the king but not to him.
In short, if you're dealing with Father, OK! Rather normal!
- Cross your legs while standing, keep your posture fairly low, keep your head down, pick and lift and spread the mid-range fabric on both sides of the dress, is a feminine way of doing it.
If you lower your posture this low, you can reach the wrinkles with a pinpoint! In addition, utilizing the part of spreading the fabric, I concentrated all my nerves on my fingertips. Stretch wrinkles hard. He said to apply the pills all over it and make sure the strain doesn't get that much on his left hand, which has a bandage wrapped around it...
I don't know if I can do this! At least the exuberance of the dress disappeared! Hmm. Peace of mind.
Correct posture and raise your head with the achievement you have accomplished.
As soon as his gaze met, Father leaked a deep sigh. Huh.
... was foreseen to fix the wrinkles with the best courtesy?
- Octavia.
wanted to reply, yes, but also admitted to fixing the wrinkles if my voice rubbed upwards.
I opened the black fan and stepped on with a clear face.
"Yes, Father"
"Let the crown be delivered to Leif, with humility… do you welcome me with the highest courtesy? I can't read your thoughts."
No, Father. I thought it would be easier to understand than this...
I just have to tilt my neck.
"... what is it? I can't even read your father's thoughts."
The princess's visit to the king doesn't change the meaning of that, so the highest courtesy is the highest courtesy. Father, I don't think I blamed you for fixing the wrinkles.
I found out in Father's words that my uncle delivered the crown exactly to Father...
"Do you mean we can't read each other inside?... So let's just say we start with an effort to fill that ditch too?
I said, my father sat back in his chair slowly.
I'll sit face-to-face with that too.
- A day after that.
Semi-Ball - I was safely returning from the 'space in the sky' that existed underground.
I fell asleep while Clifford gave me a princess hug in the tunnel. When you wake up, the castle's own room! The next morning! The left hand allowance was also finished! Honey.
Exhausted, ahhhhhhhhhhh and you wanted to scream!
But if I wanted to somehow reunite my spirit and ask about it after I fell asleep first anyway, it would be absolutely tranquil to be told. Official business is also off because I was injured.
... the degree was thorough. You mustn't step outside the room! Only private rooms and bedrooms are accessible. No contact or contact with the outside world.
Sasha, the samurai, is the only one I can see and talk to, although I was able to meet the doctor holding the castle who examined the wound on my left hand.
Inevitably, I haven't even seen Clifford today, who should normally be on duty as a knight of escorts in the morning.
A situation where everything is blocked even though something like that happened yesterday.
It was already after lunch, but on the contrary, as one of the people I was in that place...... 'between the skies', they haven't even asked me what was going on.
How long has this been going on? Tell me what's going on! And I'm suing you!
It was His Majesty the King, the Father, who came at my appeal like that.
My father, who had his eyes on my left hand with the bandage wrapped around it, cut the fire.
"How's the injury?
"It's not like it's life threatening. A minor injury."
The doctor I met told me three times a day that if I applied medicine to my wound and kept it clean, it wouldn't take that long to fully heal, and let's not interfere with my daily life.
However, the fact that I have a slight fever for something that I am barely aware of, I was given a medication to suppress it. With precautions that you may get drowsiness as a side effect.
I drank it after lunch but so far I'm not sleepy. Even if it's slightly hot, I think it's about 37 degrees. In my previous life, I normally attended school, and by lunch, I was down to a level of flat fever.
"The wound on his left hand was reported to have been sustained in last night's raid."
"This is what I did to myself because I was dead."
"- Looks like it. But it was frivolous. Even if it was for a reason. And because of that, your knight is in a state of distress?
You want Clifford?
"... why? Clifford has no downfall whatsoever. He defended me, fought 'obedience', and prevailed. I'm a meritorious man."
"That in itself is commendable. But Clifford Alderton was injured by you, the First Princess, while you were on his side. I can't override this malaise."
Well, that turns out to look like it!
"I ordered Clifford to stay out of my way."
Even so, his father shook his head loosely.
"I don't care about the process. Octavia, you are the first princess of my Esphere. Say it again and again. The princess was wounded while the guard knight was attached. As a result, this fact is everything. I'm also of the opinion that the knight of the escort should be replaced."
Hold the black fan pattern much longer.
Grunt...... I understand by reason. I know, but! You can't back down here.
"So Clifford won't show up this morning?... change the knight of the escort? It's up to me to decide. And I do not intend to entrust a new knight of escort. Because from me, Clifford has nothing to do with it."
Peek at how Father came out.
- Well, it's mainly Celius who claims to be.
Spinned were those words.
"So, what about your father?
"Failure and merit last night as a knight of the escort. Which way to put the specific gravity."
! I mean say it this way.
"Father puts more weight on merit, doesn't he?
"That's the thing. - But Octavia."
Emerald green eyes in darker shades than my brother Alec looked directly at me.
"It doesn't make any difference that you were injured. Remember that this is supposed to be a matter of harsh punishment for the knight of the escort. It doesn't add any reason. You're a princess."
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- Even though I live as a princess in a country of identity, I think this is about it, terminally, in my consciousness when I was a high school girl. It's not that it's lighter... but it's sometimes faded that it's not the same dimension as a high school girl getting the same injury.
Because of that... even minor injuries, the imagination that Clifford would be blamed for my injury alone.
I can't repent if I repent.
... I shouldn't have had a slight fever, either.
Besides, even if you do the same thing, it's not the same thing that you know and you do and you don't know and you do. The weight of the decision.
- I'll engrave it in my heart, Father.
Closed the black fan, and I nodded.
"... don't be afraid of punishment. The man. I didn't even respond to Celius' investigation."
"Huh?"
I peeled my eyes off.
Why would you do that? My brother checked out Clifford? Anyway, if Clifford was on the bender's side, he defeated the bender - the one who helped me and Master Sil!
Ride yourself out toward your father.
"Didn't you tell me exactly what happened last night? Why do we need to find out about Clifford?"
"Change the way you say it? I was supposed to just ask what was going on, but he was uncooperative. Octavia, he said he wouldn't talk without your permission."
K, Clifford...... But I'm going to tell you.
You don't cover it up. You tell your brother everything, you never seem to. Thank you... I knew there was something about how far you'd reveal it in relation to Master Sill, and I appreciate it, but that's making Clifford's position worse and worse. Bye...
"You haven't done anything terrible, have you?
"Unless you trump that man."
"Clifford will always be the knight of my escort."
My father laughed small.
"... don't worry. Derek was holding his head and putting it back on Celius. Both Leif and Derek tell us everything that happened last night. And a factual relationship. Not that your knight is suspected. But..."
Father's words continue in a disturbing way.
"Celius didn't fit in."
I knew it would happen if Master Sil was involved......!
"Master Sil, since then?
"I keep sleeping. There was no trauma, so Celius is still calm."
"You're under the protection of your brother."
Then Master Sil is a real, real relief.
Pull yourself out and put yourself back in position.
"- Celius is not convinced that Sil's gone."
Naturally.
"I also took Master Sil to the semi ball."
"Derek was buying anger on that, too, right? You're guilty of the same crime?
Something looks like Father would be happy... I guess my paranoia......
"Okay. I'll talk to my brother properly."
"That would be good. Regarding this one case, in part... I'm leaving it to Celius to rule on you and the knights of the escort."
... like I've heard something I won't listen to.
"Is this situation of mine due to my brother's life?
"That's right. The knight of your escort is cautious at the moment - both, it's up to Celius how long they last, isn't it?
Hey, what is it...!
I guess Clifford's being cautious because he's listening to his father earlier, and that's where the drop came from, but.
"Why, not your father, the king, but your brother..."
If I were your father and your brother, I'd still be easier to stick with you now that you've stepped on a mine named Sil!
"There was a covenant between me and Celius. That's what Celius used this time. I have no way of saying no, either. If you want to be free from this situation, Octavia, you do something about Celius yourself."
"So... Your father came all the way here..."
I'm disappointed.
"I am the only one who can honor and break the order of the first prince, Selius. To this extent, Celius will not make a scene. -So."
Compared to usual, Father's condition changed to normal, not feeling just a little relieved.
I also got a serious look on my face.
"Octavia. Do you have anything to say to me?
What I say to my father......
"Did the Dukes of Nightfellow and Derek talk about what happened last night to your father without exception?
I told my uncle what happened.
"I'd like to tell you about last night, from me to your father."
You're one of the parties, but you still ask about the circumstances after you wake up? but it's weird that it's an exemption. Only to my uncle, it is unlikely that I will alter it and tell him, but it would also be unsavory to leave it entirely to my uncle!
- But!
"I don't need it. If you want to talk, make it Celius."
Father rejected me.
"If that's all you have to say, it's a deal."
Plus, he's giving me a hip-up.
But wait a minute! Happy or unhappy, I visited, an opportunity to talk face to face with my father. And the place is my territory! Let him go!
"Please wait. Father, I don't want to talk about it, I want to ask you a question. I had a lot to ask your father at the semi last night."
"Hmm?"
Father sat back in the chair.... hey.
"But it's a different story if I answer the question."
Become...!
"Are you not going to answer?
"I'd like to... At the same time, if I limited myself to one, what would you ask me in a few questions? Interested."
"For one thing, you can answer that."
"Just one."
I nodded.
"Okay. But I have a favor to ask of my father. I don't want you to answer that question falsely."
My father laughed bitterly.
"Let's be good. There is one answer. Instead, we don't tell lies or lies."
All right! But one thing...
The crown... seems to have arrived at Father's, okay?
About 'The Sky Room', about 'Obedience' caught by my uncles, about King Us and Queen Idealia...
I'd like to hear all of them, but when it comes to what I can only ask my father...
- Then why don't you ask the first one?
To His Majesty the King, is it?
The figure of Lust, who hid that youth-like face under his mask, and his interaction with Lust in the East Room of "Paradise in the Sky," floated behind his brain and disappeared.
Whether Lust's words are true or not.
- Does Father know about Lust?
But there's only one question, isn't there? Is this too little information available?
Then change the contents a bit.
I uttered the question.
"Who does Lust Byrne look like?
This would be it!
What I most want to know is who Lust looks like. If your father doesn't know Lust, he'll answer that, and if he does...
"Lord Kilgren Rufus"
I freaked out. Unexpectedly, he had opened the black fan to its limit. Because of the seeping out of my father in front of me, of an emotion I couldn't hide.... Father is not an emotional person. It's not like you don't have feelings. But as king, I've seen you constantly discipline your emotions.
The opposite appearance was there.
"Dead man. He resembles a man who was my uncle and your great uncle. It's a living copy of what I looked like when I was younger. - as if the person had returned rejuvenated"
What's seeping out is dark emotions.
As much as I avoid the fucking abominable memories and haven't been able to sublime them to you, I wonder if that's Lord Kilgren.
... Lord Kilgren is the name Alec asked me if I had met him the day he left. What kind of person is as my father said, and falls upon the predecessor Duke of Nightfellow.
However, Father said Kilgren to Alec...
What do you mean?
But at times like this, Father doesn't lie. Take care of the contract, even if it's a promise.
Lust resembles Lord Kilgren on the day of his arrival. I mean, Lord Kilgren was just like that young man, too.
"- I answered your question, Octavia. Let me help you."
Quietly, Father rises. Receiving it, Sasha turned to the door, and the door opened from the hallway side to match Father's movements.
The knights of his father's escort, who had refrained from outside, drowned their heads in unison.
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I dive into the bedroom.
After his father left, he first asked Sasha to tell the person in charge who should have said, "I want to see Clifford in caution".
I hear Matilda worked hard for you - dismissed. Princess power, torn.
I felt my brother mean it.
So now I asked him to tell me that he wanted to meet with my brother, and I decided to spend some time in my bedroom until I got that reply.
Writing day book and pencil on pillow.
The journal book is the fifth generation to count. Thick frame made of plant skin, with a bunch of paper spelled out, the pencil scraped and stuck with a graphite core on an elongated tree. Both just got new. Favorites I got with a twat from Sissie.
Grab a pencil with your right hand and resume writing.
You were in the middle of putting it together, like it was a semi ball or something that seemed important you saw or heard.
Of course, the writing language is Japanese. Only I can read, and possibly an easy ciphertext for me!
Don't worry about divulging any information!
How far did you write......
Um, in turn, I was just about to finish writing about Sil's carriage going wild, and Derek telling me about my brother's memory, and not getting a letter from Sissi?
Of course, I'm going to write about this.
I turned a few sheets of paper, on a bright white page, and wrote another one.
Write down the names of Lust and Lord Kilgren and try to connect them with equals. Plus about that young man.... I thought about it for a second and then put the names of Father and Alec down there.
And the Duke of Nightfellow's house near Lord Kilgren.
Something that looks like a correlation diagram?
- If you want to find out about Lord Kilgren, visiting the Duke of Nightfellow's house is probably a shortcut. Contact with your uncle… we need to lift this ban on external contact. I can't even leave the room.
Even Clifford's discretion needs to be managed.
Mostly, if you don't complete these two, it's another dream of your dreams to look for a fake lover role! I want to revisit Esphere history, but I can't even go to the library. What a quick day to show off.
Then the difficulty is my brother......
Looks like you should add some guidelines for the future to what you write.
Um, um, roaring, I realize my eyelids are getting heavier as I spell out my diary.
Kill the absences. Did you get any side effects of the pills?
As for feelings, mood! So I want to stay awake.
But what came through was what the doctor who treated me told me.
'When you get sleepy, don't try to force yourself to stay awake, sleep. The fever drops faster.'
About this in my last life! The feeling is, we have to stay here.
Close the diary, put it together with a pencil, and place it on a small desk next to the bedroom.
Once out of the bedroom, tell Sasha to wake me up when someone comes and dive into the bedroom again.
Lying down I closed my eyes.
"Mmm..."
There is a sound of paralysis and turning the page. Is anyone reading a book...? Sasha?
Rub the eye area. The somnolence stays and the mood is refreshing. The doctor's opinions will be asked. Slight fever, didn't it go down completely? Don't even dream about it. It was neat!
Sleep slightly and change the orientation of your body in the bedroom.
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The drowsiness blew away in an instant because of what was in my sight.
Something impossible, I saw.
I have a long pair of paws.
Move your gaze up.
One person was sitting on his back with a cheek wand, placing a single elbow on his elbow in a chair that he apparently brought to the side of the bedroom.
Yeah. That would be a painting.
Was there a special illustration of this kind of writing...... Exclusive to signed applicants, the one your sister didn't get even though she joined the fight. If I was depressed at school, chords gave me a broken memory of "wussy". But then the chord that invited me to all you can eat cake is Real Tundre.
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Watery eyes and eye contact.
A perfect look colored by silver hair looked down at this one.
Beautiful.
"Morning, Octavia"
"... good morning, brother"
Alongside Master Sil, another protagonist in The King of Integrity.
And I, Celius, Octavia's brother, was there.
Oh, that...? Could this be a dream?