In the end, I couldn't sleep one night.
I looked out the window at the carriage and knew it before I received a report that His Majesty had left the room for a while and left on his way home in the carriage that His Majesty had picked up over the door to the van.
Who the hell would think His Majesty would be riding a plain black undecorated elegant carriage in the dark. Nobody thinks I'm here in the first place.
Where the hell did it come from. A shadow dressed in a black coat was in the dark and near the carriage.
They probably noticed I was peeking, but it wasn't even the wind that bothered them.
Yeah, I'm oddly convinced those guys were straining themselves in the mansion.
Whatever I may do, I wonder if I will be contained by them in an instant. Maybe if I moved, they would have stopped me from breathing there.
... No, from His Majesty's story, he says I'm still worth the use, so I might not do that.
I dived into bed even after the carriage was lost in darkness and rain. About the future, about the Rufus family, and about Master Elle took over my head stuffily.
The more I think about it, the more I fall into self-loathing, and even vain.
I don't regret one thing I said to His Majesty, but anxiety pushes me.
Fear of just being maliciously targeted for life.
Horrible even though it hasn't even started yet.
Why, I can't stop shivering.
Has Master Elle felt this way for more than a decade?
When I think about it, I also get annoyed by unspeakable bitterness and self-loathing.
I'm sure your father will be disappointed, and you'll worry about Lichten again.
The morning sun was leaking from the gap in the curtain when I continued to think about that in the extended rain and realized it.
He opened his eyes with a head that didn't turn, and said he was squatting in bed.
I feel a slight vibration.
Apparently the sound of leather shoes kicking the floor. That's slowly approaching.
Well, did Claude come to wake you up? Or Tracy? Marie? No, I wonder if these heavy-duty shoe sounds are Vance.
or anything swallowing. I didn't think about it at all today only.
Should I say that my head was covered or that I wasn't turning my head? Ha Also, should I say that my head was clean...
I was certain of the owner of the footsteps.
Easily tie hair together with a slightly longer jacket over the nightdress.
Two footsteps stop perfectly in front of my room, and there are indications that the voices that pressed him to death have been exchanged several times.
I heard what I thought after a polite, regular knocking noise.
"Miss Altostella, I'm sorry for earlier in the morning. I need to talk to you."
I had him round my eyes when I opened the door before he finished talking.
The moment I saw his face, the moment I saw an amethyst with a deep color like a gem, my head turned bright white.
I shook my right hand up without hesitation.
I don't know why I did this later on in my mind, but at that time anyway, my body was moving before I thought white.
What I was thinking of as a monkey for one night erupts all at once.
And negative emotions without a place to go exploded.
Bassin '
As a result, a dry sound echoed the mansion.
Oh, I did.
I did it... I don't believe it, what have I done?
My head doesn't get cold when I look at Lord Elle and the Claude behind him, who stopped moving as if time had stopped.
I know it's no excuse because I didn't get enough sleep, or because something terrible happened yesterday, but I can't control my emotions anyway.
"Ah, Miss Altostella"
I held down my left cheek and saw Claude, who opened his eyes just like Lady Elle, and I thought the calm part had turned up, but soon the feeling also fogged away.
"What is it, Master El, so suddenly?
You guys always do!
"Well, uh... you guys still mean my brother's here."
"Yeah, don't worry, you're back with your followers last night."
"I hear that, too. Sorry for the inconvenience... I want you to forget everything Victor told you yesterday."
"Why should I tell you that!
Phew Phew and my nose get rough I can't stop me.
This must be because of the lack of sleep, because of the lack of sleep, it must be.
When he gave himself an excuse and looked up to stare at Master Elle, he roared and retreated.
Amethyst is shaking loosely in a badly bewildered look.
Still, I could not stop.
I'm sure it's because of the lack of sleep. I'm sure, yeah. Yeah, that's how it's decided.
So I can't afford to wonder what's wrong with that right now.
"How could you decide on my own! That's how it always is!
"Wait, Miss Altostella."
"No, I won't wait. I already know what you've done."
Master Elle lowered his eyes for a moment and pulled himself back once.
Know from the thinness of that reaction that he already knew about it.
I was even more angry with the fact.
"Do you know how I feel when I get caught up in your own way? My feelings kept protecting my life while I knew it on my own!
I feel like getting caught up in something I don't know and knowing the sacrifice after everything is over!
"... Miss Altostella, I don't know what Victor told you, but we should forget everything"
"That's why I'm saying you don't have the strength to decide about me!
"This is about your life. You're getting too emotional right now. Just calm down and think about it."
"No, it is you who should think well!
Why are you trying to sacrifice yourself right away!
"It doesn't matter about me."
"If that's the case, you shouldn't have anything to do with me either! Do you think I'd be happy to be alive at your expense?
"... no. I know I did it on my own. But if you hadn't, you might have been killed."
"If that's destiny, you should have taken it spoiledly!
"... don't say that again!
The moment he heard my words, Master Elle caught his eye and spoke low.
The eyes of a shooting amethyst look very much like that one I saw on that engagement busting noise day.
I was overwhelmed by the force for a moment, but still...
My emotions never shriveled.
"If that's what you're saying, it's the same for El. Don't sacrifice yourself easily!
Clearly, it's creepy enough!
There should have been as many ways.
"This was the best I could do, this was the best I could do. To protect you.
"Did you think I was happy to hear that someone's life was sacrificed in the shadow of my way of life?
"I don't think so!
This is my selfishness, and I did it because I wanted to! … I wanted to protect you on my own "
"Why not! I'm not happy about that.
What's in it for you!
You hated me so much!
I'm the Duke's Lady, so what choice do you have? So hate me so much. "
"Don't hate me!
Not even for a moment what I hated...
I had to. Because if they find you at all fond, you will soon be targeted by all sorts of people on my behalf!
His eyes nearly regained a little sanity in the voice of Lady Elle, who had fallen shady tones.
Master Elle also opens his eyes so much that he looks up and says if this is still the case.
When I said, I quickly turned a blind eye when suddenly I was attacked by regret and shame.
Lack of sleep... would be an excuse... I've done a hell of a lot.
I slapped Master Elle on the cheek, and he's throwing up all sorts of things with his emotions.
I've done a great deal...... but it's a later festival already. What shall we do...
The head, which began to turn gradually, did not work for me in particular.
Claude disappeared at some point when the bat looked around badly.
Is it deliberate to say that there is only me and Elle in front of my room, and that no one will come after hearing this hustle and bustle?
Are you going to be reading the air... what the hell kind of air is that...