Simeon, who came directly from the royal palace, kept the horse waiting, not the carriage.
Only two people can ride the coupe. I just want to ride with Simeon because of this, but I can't even let Marianne use the horse. With not so much wind today and warm afternoon sunshine, Mariel decided to go home on a horse with him.
Wrap the shawl Marianne gave me around my shoulder and have it ride in front of Simeon. Surrounded by his arms taking the reins, it wasn't too bad to be rocked by the horse's gait.
It would stand out if the Kingsguard's white uniform walked outside the royal palace. Even more so if it becomes Simeon. From the window of a different carriage, from the garden of a mansion that was too far down the street, people turned their eyes. Mariel, who is not comfortable getting noticed, tells herself that it is Simeon who is being watched. I kept chanting like a spell that my gaze on myself was a "follow" stray bullet, but that wasn't the only thing that kept me tight.
Dressed in an unusual and shabby outfit, she looked good enough, albeit not flashy. Mrs. Estelle's chosen dresses and hats are elegant and adorable, as well as added glamour to keep her young daughter from wearing them. Leaning close is a military man of a privileged stature. The sight of two people riding on horseback and going down the road was like an illustration of a story, especially when a young woman was dropping them off without admiring them.
Mariel's mediocre face is not an issue at this time. It's not that clear because you look at it from a distance, not a close distance. It's the same painting that was omitted from the eye and nose, and the overall atmosphere attracts the viewer. He also acted on the less irregular, more relaxed body shape, and now he had a poor impression. You would get different thoughts again if you came close and were seriously observed, but it was a beautiful sight for people to the point where you could glimpse passing by.
Never again did she think she was being looked at with admiration and praise, and Mariel once again breathed admiration for Simeon's beauty. Would anyone look so good in a uniform or a sabel? Everything is a lump of adoration: a tight collar, gloves that hide your complexion to your fingertips, and military shoes that give you a sense of strength. The harder and more abstinent the appearance, the more the skin is hidden, the more the colour hue is on the contrary. You shouldn't be the only one who feels that way. Shall I suggest a uniform-themed feature to the publisher next time? Demand is absolute, I'm sure.
Simeon is really cool. If I were to place just one order, it wasn't the reins that were holding it...
"If you're blurry, you're going down."
Simeon lowered his chilled voice to Mariel, who glanced up. When my fiancée in my arms was delusional, she felt it with signs.
"Because Master Simeon is too nice"
"If you had a whip anyway, you'd have thought about it."
"Well, you know very well"
"Were you really thinking..."
Mariel brings a laugh to her soggy fiancée's chest. My cheeks are a little hot. Sometimes the reason was not just because of adoration.
"Don't show up at such an exquisite time and don't look familiar. Mr. Simeon was a complete hero."
It conveys a small, shrugged shoulder movement.
"I didn't aim, but, well, in time, more than anything."
Mariel raised an eyebrow at the words of return. Did he know that this mouthful would happen?
"Speaking of which, why are you picking me up? You didn't plan on that, did you? Everyone around me was surprised that Simeon was suddenly leaving early."
"Even if I really do this. You and your mother only thought about the possibility of harassment, but from what I can tell, it was only dangerous."
Mariel shrunk a little when she was blamed for being careless.
"... even with Simeon, I don't think it's possible that Ashir could invite me..."
Mariel, of course, was aware that he was flushing his floating name flashly. That's why I didn't even think I'd put it on my teeth, like a plain daughter like Mariel. All Asyll hangs out with are beautiful and attractive women. They also want the person they hang out with to look good, like they like to wear spilled clothes. I didn't expect a man like that to drop in on Mariel.
Simeon gave a clear and frightened look to Mariel's clarification that
"Sure, he's a man who values glamour in appearance, but that's not a relief. Like you said, there's a connection to me, and there's a part about a man being whatever he wants as a young daughter."
"Will Simeon be included there?"
- By the time I had the answer, I was free for a few minutes. Simeon opened his mouth to make it hard to say after he showed him how troubled he was.
"... you can't deny it completely. Because I'm a man, too. It just doesn't mean I want to hang out - well, how do I put it... there's a different part from my will and hope, I mean, instinctively, of course, you can control it enough with reason and it doesn't involve as much emotion, but do you still say it's distracting to young women... what are you writing down!?"
Even though he answered seriously to the point where he didn't have to tell his lover the true meaning of a man he didn't want his lover to hear much about, his lover at the time is eager to start memoirs. He was the deputy commander who couldn't stop wondering which would have been damaged or treated like a story.
"Ugh, shaky and hard to write... even Simeon has such an urge"
"It can't even be an impulse! Just a little bit to the point of feeling preferred!
"It's okay, I know it's your natural reaction. It's no longer even a dead abandoner. I was relieved to know that you were a healthy young man. So tell me a little bit more about it."
"I refuse!
Marianne, who was listening in the coupe going by her side, cheered the young man on hard work in her heart. They don't look or match their titles, but I don't know if they look good on you. Serious, stone-headed young people are tough against the glitter of appearance. Because of my progress in studying and martial arts, if I'm not in fashion, I won't solve my female heart either. It's like a painting of Park Min-jin. There are many women who admire him, but they would be discouraged if they didn't have to go out with him. Marielle was quite precious in showing her any face that would please her and embrace everything with fondness.
She's a strange lady with nowhere to be noble, but her positive brightness makes the people around her feel bright too. It would be a more valuable advantage than the beauty of appearance, etc. Perhaps that's the part where the young lady was attracted. It does not depend on the superficial because it is serious and tough, but sees the essential parts properly. I've known from the beginning how good Mariel is that many people miss.
We look inside each other and we have a favor. That should be an ideal relationship.
Looks like a tiny combination. But these two are compatible with each other. Please continue this good relationship and bring prosperity and happiness to the next generation of the Frober family.
"So! Even if you were out of your taste, you can't say you don't care about that at all. Especially a man who plays with women from day to day tries to get his hands on easily, even on a whim. Of course I'm playing, so I don't think about responsibility or anything, and I don't respect their feelings. We should remember that possibility and protect ourselves more carefully."
Outside the window, the young man works hard. I try so hard to undo the nearly deviant story and preach to you, but I can't get one now because the listener is the listener.
"Why didn't you tell us about it yesterday? I was watching me and Estelle flourish."
"Because it was exciting. Do you think I'd pinch my mouth in that situation? I told you, neither of us would have listened properly."
"That's not..."
"No, can you say?
"... What did the Captain and His Highness say about Simeon leaving early?
"You're flying too far, even if it's a distraction."
"Maybe for the first time since taking office? For the Knights of Kingsguard, it was a blue sky thunderbolt."
"That's it... well, it's true they were rare"
"So now you're talking about it."
"... don't make me think"
The gates of the Froebel mansion approach. But the two of you seem obsessed with the story and unaware.
"I could have forced him to stop yesterday and not let him go to the tea party. You wouldn't have had to leave early, would you?
"Did you want me to do that?... Even you will want to go out dressed once in a while. Your mother and I are motivated to have fun, but we're not going to let you get in the way."
…………
"Whatever happens to being bullied on the go, it's not you who's depressed. On the contrary, you'll be happy to cover it. I didn't need to worry about anything in that direction, so I thought I'd just put it in the help where it was dangerous."
"... hehe"
"What?
"After all, Master Simeon is a complete hero."
"... I'm not sure what that idea is"
When does your sermon get nasty, and you end up snuggling. The horse, with the two as they were, passes in front of the gate and proceeds with a poke without looking back. The man who pulled the coupe over asked laughingly.
"What shall I do? Call it off?"
Marianne also shook her head laughing.
"Let it go. The sun is still expensive, I hope you both enjoy your walk."
I'm leaving early because of this, so you just have to have a great time being a lover. Both the glorious Deputy Commander of Kingsguard and the plain selling freak ladies are very ordinary young people in love when they are oh. It is only one of the common sights that colours Saint-Terre, the capital of flowers. He sounds like a young man singing the spring of his life, and hopefully he will indulge in a happy day in nothing.
Marianne, who crouched the gate first, wondered how she would explain it to her mistress waiting in the mansion. Even the unexpected upside would be delightful to hear that my son has demonstrated unexpected manhood.
It wasn't until after sundown that Mariel and Simeon eventually returned to the mansion. Even when asked which area they noticed, they just blushed and shut up.