As the Marquis Nashanda wrote in her letter, that garden, where roses bloom beautifully even in winter, seemed a little different and more interesting than when I had seen them before in the summer fold.
What a beautiful winter clear sky and bright rose and leaf greenery.
And just like last time, the Marquis of Nashanda greeted you at your doorstep. It didn't look like it was going anywhere, even with the same full grin. This time it seemed very happy to me.
"Your Royal Highness, Viscount Fandid, welcome to the Marquis of Nashanda. He's had a long neck."
"Uncle Lewis!
"Please come a long way. Aren't you tired of traveling by carriage?
"No, it's so good to see you. Thank you for your stay."
As soon as Primera got out of the carriage, she smiled, then bowed gracefully (Cartesy).
Previously, the two of you completely unraveled in your summer stay were smiling, and you mean this one you watch will be happier...... nice, nice, ahhh, these soothing air are so soothing!
"Miss Julia, welcome, too. It would be a great honor to invite you as a noble lady."
"Marquis Nashanda, it's been a long time. Thank you very much for inviting us."
"Be sure to forgive me for thinking it's my house. I let them have a different room this time, but I hope they like it."
"Thank you"
A romance grey gentleman who tilts his neck and looks worried, what is it? It's adorable.
Well, the last time I followed you as a maid of honor to Primera, I am not surprised that you have prepared your room in your capacity as a servant, and this time I am aware that you are being treated as a guest.
You wouldn't be surprised, would you?
Yeah, I know it's a luxurious room if it's the Marquis' house.
But!?
"... this is something, no... No, right...?
You guided me to my room to make sure the marquis' maids backed down before I accidentally squealed!
Because it is.
Guest rooms may have been suitably indulgent, but I think it's just Marquis Nashanda's place where the stunning roses live, but not there.
Besides my stuff, I have some stuff.
Besides, that's the kind of box that looks familiar, right?
Much like the shop crest that used to be engraved on the box of gifts you gave me for my birthday celebration... similar or the same...
(No, no, wait!? I don't know, why do you have this box!? You know, the wrong room to show you around. That kind of och!...... there is no way)
The level of the samurai working at the Marquis Mansion in the bend is well known in their last stay. I don't think they would make such a preliminary mistake.
Then, naturally, this box is… baggage for the person staying in this room….
Horrible I came close and tried my hand on the box.
Wouldn't it have a beautiful hat in there if I gently opened the lid of the box that was in front of me in a few stacks?
(I knew it!?
They have the same engraving, so naturally speaking, does having a hat mean are the other boxes clothes or shoes?!?
It must have those lineage things in it.
Is it called gender that makes me feel like a gift for no particular reason... for Marquis Nashanda I am a business partner and the admirer of my granddaughter, albeit stepdaughter.
That's why no sardine should be given such an excessive gift.
(... Is it rude not to open it, or is it better not to open it and make sure it's sincere)
Is it at my discretion that the samurai left without saying anything?
I just thought about it for a moment, got ready and then reached for the call bell.
Chilli Rin.
As soon as the light tone sounded, I heard a knock.
"Come in."
"Excuse me, may I call you"
"Yes. I think these items are a gift from the Marquis, no doubt about it?
"Yes, the Lord has prepared this for you, Viscount Fandid."
"... well, can I tell you that I would like to take the time to thank you?
"Yes, I did. Please wait."
Yes, if you don't know, you can ask!
Maybe that's woven over there, too.
If a Guest tells you to give me some time, it's called manners to meet as soon as there's not much left to do. Do I have to have a conversation that I can even do before you, Primera, or is there another thought here...!?
I have a bit of a stomachache thinking that, but this Yulia von Fundid. I think you should do something about your worries early to have a fun tea party at Rose Garden with Primera!!
I decided to sit in my chair and wait for my reaction as I let myself look calm on the surface, all the way inside.
(I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that His Majesty the King deliberately told me to go to the Marquis of Nashanda 'as Viscount Lady')
But then what happens?
For one thing, I don't know its impact and how it does it.
At any rate, the Viscount Fandid family has not yet been able to take it off from the place of weak aristocracy, even though it could have been associated with the Count Celeste family.
It's not like my oldest daughter's home suddenly leaps forward when she gets somewhat noticed that I'm connected to people of high rank as a princess dedicated samurai... and it takes a lot to be appreciated.
Of course, I think it would be highly appreciated that the inhabitants have a peaceful, secure governance to live in.
(So I don't think the Fundids are talking about this... even if they were, it wouldn't be a reason for you to give me a gift)
Primera would love to have me as a friend of Primera's and have some time to spend in dignity?
No, no, that's not because it's for what, too...
(Wouldn't mind......!!
What the great man thinks is difficult, and complicated and I don't know as to this one. It's too much trouble. I'm getting laid that you should go around and act like you already, but I know that's just about as bad as that.
(Well, I guess it depends on Marquis Nashanda's answer)
You don't think it's ever a bad story, do you?
Oh, I don't think so, but there's something wrong and there's the possibility that it's an apology item!?
(... business partner dissolution or something because rose jam sales aren't good?... No, it's popular because I hear stories there)
I have to ask, but I'm afraid to ask.
After sighing a few times in such a mood, the earlier samurai returned and bowed gracefully.
"He says the Lord will see you. May I show you?
"Yeah, sure."
"Well, come on in."
What should I do?
After all, I'm getting nervous! Come on, me!!