Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

The next morning, my father took me up to the royal castle.

At the same time as confirming "Wang Hua", the ritual called "Engagement Ceremony" can be completed together, so he said to dress up and climb the castle.

Apparently, I'm serious. I'm taking it to the wedding in six months.

I honestly wanted to get away with the number of events and schedules that my father told me about until my marriage.

Since there is confirmation of "Wang Hua", the dresses with large cut shoulder and chest lines are chosen by the maids.

This long dress has a light purple empire line hem with multiple folds of thin silk. A goldsmith's choker scattered with amethysts large and small.

And finally, Bolero to hide 'Wang Hua'.

Adults endure the maids wearing it handily.

I honestly don't think it's necessary to go to war with a corset.

At the same time, makeup and hair makeup were applied, and the Duke's Lady, who was not ashamed to put it out anywhere, could be done.

"Liddy, are you ready?"

"Yes, Father"

My father's voice was heard from across the door and I rose from the mirror stand.

The maid, who was checking the last finish, backs off with a gratuity.

From the room, my father checked my outfit and nodded contentedly.

"This would be nice."

The maids who helped me put them on bow their heads simultaneously.

I can't help it because I can't wear a hassle-free dress or anything on my own, but is it good for them to see 'Wang Hua'?

I just wondered a little bit, but I kept my mouth shut because I'd be in trouble if they told me to do it alone.

Maybe you shouldn't think about it there.

Take my father's escort and ride the carriage.

Looking out the window blurry, my father coughed and drew my attention.

"Liddy."

"Yes."

"I don't know, but what do you actually think of this marriage?

……

Really now.

I didn't expect to be asked about it since it was even marked 'Wang Hua'.

I turn my cold gaze reflexively.

"... What do you mean? Thought you didn't have my will for noble marriage?

"No, I'm not. You seem to have hated marrying royalty."

"... your father noticed, didn't he?"

When I glanced at him, my father looked away at me unexpectedly.

"... for your happiness."

"That's a disagreement. Anyway, I can't help it now. Don't worry, my stomach is bracketed."

Cut off all my father's excuses.

I really have trouble being told now. There's nothing you can do where you've been asked since you couldn't escape.

"I don't know what your father's worried about, but I won't run or hide"

"... I guess it's true"

"Yes."

To answer clearly, I finally gave him a relieved look at how relieved he was.

... so how much I don't trust you.

"This is how it's going to be."

"Yes."

Looks like we're finally getting down to business. I corrected my posture.

"Do you understand when they say 'engagement'?

"Exchange of names, right? I thought this happened yesterday, do you need it again?

I think it would be a pain in the ass to look at my father.

One day, Fried proposed to me in front of my father, and I got it.

The ritualization of that series of streams is the 'engagement ceremony'.

A ritual in which a large number of human beings are used as witnesses to show that an engagement is a legitimate bond.

It does exist as a form, but most of it is no longer only a simplified name takeover, as we did the other day among the nobles. I didn't think I'd bother doing that again.

"It's part of the marriage ritual. The heavy ministers, who were already the Lord, have been contacted within yesterday. It'll be over without delay."

"... I understand"

With that said, Will said there was an engagement announcement yesterday. Was that a gathering for the 'engagement ceremony'?

By the way, my mother is leaving a message. It is up to the father to approve the engagement, so we have no choice.

I should have finished the conversation, but more attention will continue to be paid to the royal castle.

I was just sick of it and the carriage finally stopped.

When my father pulls his face tight and stands up, he offers me his hand.

I got escorted and got off the carriage to look as graceful as I could.

A voice and a trumpet sound echo announcing my arrival just as I got off the carriage.

Soldiers wrapped in liturgical courtesies lined up in two rows by both sides of the castle gate thanked each other simultaneously.

One man creeps his cloak through it and walks in refreshment.

Looks like a knight from the outfit. He's probably a high-ranking nobleman because he's enough to show up as the person in charge in a place like this.

The man, with his forged body, was very similar to the man I knew.

"Welcome aboard, Princess Lydiana. My name is Gregor and I am the Knights Commander."

Reminds me of a previously confirmed picture in that name. Right, Will's brother.

My brother, who had never met him but had the same shade as him, the atmosphere was so different that it certainly looked a lot like Will's.

Convinced and nodding, my father next door replied.

"Are you the guide? And His Majesty?"

"His Royal Highness Prince Wang, we are already waiting for you between the sights.

I was urged to go ahead and followed him.

When we move, the soldiers thank each other again.

Even though I knew it was tight, it was very uncomfortable.

◇ ◇ ◇

Will's brother would be nervous as he walked down the road to see me. He told me a lot about me.

"His Royal Highness has spoken to me and I look forward to seeing you. Do you know my brother?

Unlike Will, Gregor was a man with a gorgeous aura. Although the construction is certainly similar, the atmosphere is not similar to that of the reluctant Will, who has a scarce expression.

"... Yeah, because Will and I are childhood friendly. I've always heard Gregor's fame from him."

"Embarrassing. Call me Glenn."

"Then my business is with Liddy. But it's really totally different from Will."

He looks up at him going forward and says he's rather impressed.

"Really? They say they are very similar such as the fold of the battle...... How does my brother behave in front of you? I'm a little concerned."

"Will's impression... silent and faceless, did I just say"

……

When I told him straight what I always thought, Glenn somehow solidified.

"Glenn?"

"Silent......? My brother?"

I was told in a questionable tone and tilted my neck. Did you say anything weird about that?

"Yeah. But I think he's sweet."

"... is that right?"

I was going to follow up, but Glenn got silent after that.

I tried to enjoy the conversation on a common topic in the corner, but this doesn't keep me talking.

Or so I thought I'd go out of my way to shake it from here, and decided to give up and walk silently.

Through the beautifully decorated corridor, a large 'double-headed dragon' crest reached in front of the twisted door.

Royal Seal. Between sights.

Two of the soldiers who had refrained, Glenn's gaze, slowly opened both doors.

I could hear the blurring and found that a considerable number of people were gathered.

At the same time as the door opened, the heavy ministers gathered during the sight broke their knees simultaneously.

Sounds like a more reclining ritual than I thought.

Follow my father's escort over the painted red carpet of geometric literature, which would be terribly expensive, and proceed at all times.

Along the way, I felt like some people were like Will, but I couldn't stop. Push through the center of the room and stop in place.

Away from my father, I took my highest thanks to the royalty.

A voice calling out to give you a face comes from in front of you and slowly wakes you up on your upper body.

There were three figures at the front.

It is His Majesty the King of this country who is in the highest place. Fried's father, but he looks pretty young for it. It was woven with luxurious fur red robes.

And next to it, Your Highness.

Her Royal Highness, who had been married from another country, wore a thin cream-colored dress with an open chest. White lily's "Wang Hua" shines beautifully.

There was a Fried under one of those two steps, and he grinned when he and I met each other.

"Huh!?

To much shock, I couldn't move for a moment with my eyes open.

He hastily rebuilt it so it seemed like he wasn't noticed around him, but it was a lot of noise in his mind.

What, that! Whatever, whatever - -!!

... Fried was dressed.

No, of course that's fine.

It's only natural to try it in a formal ceremony.

But I didn't think that was military uniform.

The color is black. Gold with decorative collar. Likewise, the golden ornament extends from the right shoulder and colors the black uniform magnificently. On the left chest, the sapphire-processed blue rose claimed itself as if it were a medal with a thin chain of gold.

The pattern of the sword that I could see is also golden and looks terribly good in his current outfit.

...... it's so cool!!

Though I was able to hold it back because I just missed my eye, I almost exposed myself to a lethargy in front of a large crowd at risk.

I thought I would fall too nosebleed dressed in the middle of my own taste.

... Not that I like Fried's face.

I do think the brilliant face is beautiful, and the long eyelashed eye is worth a look.

But no matter what they say, they can only answer otherwise.

That's it, look at the entertainer and look good!! Maybe that's the closest thing you can get if you think of it as something you think it is. I mean, I don't think it's my business.

Well, I'm probably being rude to Fried like this, and even I seriously fell in love with him. His dress and uniform were very similar.

There is currently an admirable 'Freed Army Clothing Festival' in my mind, looking here to keep my eyes open and not be noticed.

You may think it's stupid, but it's an unmistakable fact.

I can't stop stuffing collars, tight styles, everything anyway.

If you look closely, there is a large silver thread stitching the royal crest 'Two-headed dragon' on the lining of the black cape of the same color, which makes him even more distinguished.

Speaking of which, you were talking about the founder of this country being a 'military god', and I recall with my head that I couldn't think of things normally at the earliest.

Right, so the dress is military uniform?

... It was hard in my head anyway.

I thought I had nothing to adore about my outfit, but apparently it was different.

I want to be brought home now, no, please don't let me take it back!!

...... ha!!

What are you thinking, me! Get back to your sanity!!

returned to me in a hurry and shook off what I was thinking now.

Incidentally, during this time, His Majesty and Father had a "take your daughter as your son's fiancé" and "go ahead" interaction in a solemn atmosphere, but I hadn't heard at all.

It wasn't the other way around.

Still, I haven't forgotten how I behaved standing as a Duke's Lady after 18 years of cultivation.

I can say with certainty that for what I saw from the outside, there was absolutely no foolishness in my head.

As we managed to rebuild ourselves in that way, the story moved on and finally moved on to the example scene.

It's the main event of the day, the "engagement ceremony," an exchange of names.

Fried advances in front of me and kneels as he does.

What's wrong with my heart striking an early bell just because I wore a military uniform, even though I said I didn't feel anything at all sometimes in my outfit yesterday?

Spicy...... Fried looks too good and spicy......

Desperately disguised as calm, but in my mind there continues to be a 'military uniform festival encore'.

I was wondering if you could think of the other me hitting around with a lot of adorable floors. I'm already too excited, and I think I can take charge of it.

"My name is Friedrich van de la Wilhelm. Beautiful and dear my only princess. Please give me your name. Instead, I swear I will love only one of you, even if you die."

In my head I reacted to the words of etiquette, it's still a shame and a fuss.

Still, I suppressed it a lot with the power of my will, making me laugh softly.

As I reach out to him, I am forced to recall a word I almost forgot.

"My name is Lydiana von Vivoir. Dear Friedrich, I did get your heart. It's all yours from now on."

Fried drops his lips in my hand.

At the same time, the applause boiled from around me.

It's a sign that the betrothed attendants have accepted.

When one event was finally over, the sigh was about to spill.

... No. It's still too soon to get out of the mood.

Standing up Fried laughs happily at me.

... I didn't think it would be so hard to pretend to be calm.

So stop it.

If they did it in that outfit, they wouldn't seriously be stylish.

That's what I think, and I take my gaze off Fried as far as I can.

... my time of ordeal was not nearly over.