"So - what can I do for you two today?
My father cut out the story after everyone sat down in the reception room and made sure the samurai who prepared the tea went down.
On the field are my father, Arthur, Leon to Diedrich, and Sylvie. In the game, my father left the reception room immediately to be alone, a completely different development.
Silvi no longer even knew how to behave.
Leon sits next to Silvi, silently intimidating Arthur and Diedrich for some reason.
My father - probably can't leave Arthur, the prince, alone or anything.
There was no fine dust like how he was leaving.
Taking my father's word for it, I take out the package Diedrich had prepared in advance.
wrapped in a pink ribbon. I offered it to Silvi.
"As a matter of fact, I borrowed a handkerchief from your lady yesterday, and I'm sorry to have defiled it with my blood. I'm not even going to give it back like this, so it depends on what I bring you. Lord Sylvia. Thank you for last night. I don't know if it will replace you, but I hope you'll take it."
"Thank you"
Silvi received the wrap as she felt the sight of everyone on the field hurting.
I can't even say "I don't want to" right here, Silvi.
When he got permission to open it, he nodded comfortably, so Silvi unwrapped the ribbon and carefully opened the wrapping.
"Wow... nice"
What came out was a beautiful handkerchief whose delicate embroidery attracted the eye. It's a shame to keep using it. It was a delicacy as if it were a work of art, like putting it on my forehead and decorating the walls without any discomfort.
Spread it out, it looks like a single painting.
I saw a handkerchief in the garden and it depicts trees, flowers, and birds flying.
"Are you sure you don't mind having such a great thing?
"Yeah, sure. Because I have no use for it."
"Thank you"
Seen in beautiful embroidery.
Then I noticed.
Diedrich Route.
At the end of the day, his mother talks about embroidery as a hobby.
In fact, when Diedrich first met, he spoke to Silvi for the reason that the handkerchief embroidery that Silvi dropped was very similar to what his mother made.
Diedrich respects embroidery-loving mothers, and because he has seen them nearby, his hobbies are similar to those of his mother. Diedrich called out to Silvi for motivation that he had to give this beautiful handkerchief back to his lord.
But Diedrich keeps it a secret.
I know no one will look good, even if I say I like embroidery, etc., and they just make fun of me. Diedrich himself, aware that he just likes beautiful things but they don't understand, never told anyone about it.
The only person I know is Arthur, who is also a childhood friend.
It's been a while since I've thought about both of them, so let's see how much he wants to keep this a secret.
(That's right. Could this be the Countess' work?
If you think about it, it was yesterday today. There's no way we can have such a great thing right away. It was natural to think that she had asked her mother to do it and gave it to her.
But even though Diedrich won't say anything, he can't say, "Tell the Countess I say hello" or anything like that.
That's why Silvi said:
"It's a really brilliant embroidery. Must have been made better by name. I think it's a great piece with a cage of hearts. I'm so sorry I got you something like this, and vice versa. Um, if you don't mind, would you mind if I put it on your forehead?"
"It's just a handkerchief. But if you were happy, I'm sure those who made it would be happy."
"Yeah, very nice. It's really a waste of time to use it. Thank you. Dear Deadrich."
The handkerchief was carefully folded, and Silvi cheered to Diedrich with gratitude.
Diedrich looks just a little further and smiles back at me in the same way.
For a moment, a soft atmosphere flowed inside the reception room. Leon's grumpy voice interrupts it.
"Now you've done your errands, haven't you? You're both in a busy capacity. I guess we're going back to the castle, and it would be rude to hold back too much. Too bad."
"Leon...... you"
Words that don't seem like the usual Leon, with a toge. Obviously, if you're done with your errands, just go home.
Silvi frowned at Leon's words, but his father seemed to agree with Leon.
"That's right. What draws you back too much is..." he mutters.
In my father's case, I guess he just wants to end it all in peace before he does anything rude to Arthur, the king's son.
But Arthur, who remained silent until then, said as he turned his eyes to the courtyard visible through the large window in the reception room.
"It's a wonderful garden. The beauty of the courtyard of the Marquis Leavert family is more than I could have imagined, although I had also heard of it. I'd like to take a little stroll, if possible. Is that bothering you?
"Of course! Absolutely!"
To Arthur's words, my father jumped without one or two.
It is true that the garden of the Marquis Leavert family is famous. I guess I'm glad the prince praised the garden. The earlier "I want you to go home" attitude completely lurked, and my father even began to smile at me.
Arthur says even more.
"Thank you. What do you call a walk by yourself... yes, Silvi. Can you show me around, if you don't mind?