Tearmoon Empire Story

Meer's life in the dungeon was basically very boring.

Naturally, entertainment and the like are not given, and the watchman was just a good person because the cursing rumors just didn't fly, so I can't even hope for a fun conversation or anything.

As a result, Meer

"Five thousand six hundred one, five thousand six hundred two..."

I was starting to indulge in some nasty play, counting the number of cracks in the dungeon stone. It would not be an exaggeration to say that you are quite psychotic.

By the way, I've already counted the number of stones and the number of spots on stones.

… a lot is terminal.

"Hello, Her Royal Highness Princess Meer"

To the lid, I heard a rare pretty voice in the dungeon.

"Oh? Fantasy."

And so on, and it was Anne, the woman who was taking care of herself, who showed up in Meer's sight with her bokeh face up.

"Well, well! Anne, you've come a long way!

It was an event on a winter day towards the end of the year.

Civilians have been busy preparing for the winter and Anne hasn't even shown up for the last seven days or so.

Has this finally been abandoned? and it was three days ago now that Meer was crying with a whisper.

With the joy of not being abandoned, Meer welcomes her long-time conversationalist with a full grin.

That gaze lingered on Anne's neck.

"Oh, you're wearing something funny."

"Ah, yes. It's actually my birthday."

Anne showed the collar roll wrapped around her neck pinched with her fingers.

A substitute that can never be said to be superior because of its poor mesh and the use of cheap yarn. Anne, however, has a very happy grin.

"... you're a good family"

Smaller and crushed, Meer remembered her father, who had already been executed.

My father, who spoiled himself to overprotection. I don't know how it was as an emperor, but he was always nice to my daughter, Meer.

Somehow, just for a little while, I felt like I was going to snuggle, so Meer shook her head small and decided to change the story.

"Yes, birthday. Speaking of which, I was before you."

"Huh...?

Anne looked surprised and blinked her eyes.

"Mi, Master Meer, was it your birthday?

"... seven days ago."

Meer looked at Anne with a slightly frightened face.

"I mean, you, you've never been to my birthday or anything while living in the Imperial City?

Speaking of the Birthday Festival of the Empress Meer, it is a grand festival that takes five days every winter. Under the Emperor's Great Decree, by the time the Empire was still rich, many dewstores stood side by side and a large number of people from all over the Empire were visiting sightseeing......

"Excuse me, I've been busy helping out with the house and everything during the winter months..."

Anne said in a tone of excuse.

"Speaking of which, I remember my sisters sending me away, until what a festival..."

"Well, that's an old story now, too"

I remember how busy it was back then, and Meer smiled a little lonely.

"I thought it was annoying at the time you were doing it, but when it's gone, you're just a little lonely"

"... right"

Anne looked like she was thinking something, but in the end she only agreed briefly.

Then I heard stories about Anne's sister writing and how the city was, and the day opened...

The next time Anne visited, it was three days later.

Anne quickly entered Meer's dungeon, even though she was eager to keep an eye on him.

"What's wrong with you? Anne."

"Shit. Her Royal Highness Princess Meer, do as you always do"

Saying so in a whisper, Anne tried to turn her back on the lookout and looked at Meer.

"I'll fix your hair today. Please, turn around."

That's what I'm saying, shithole, and I'm changing Meer's orientation.

"Hey......, what's up? Anne, be so forceful...... Huh?

Anne pretended to fix Meer's hair, and now, she handed Meer what was in her hand.

"Is this... cookies?

"Yes, I happened to be able to get it"

"Well!"

Meer raised her voice low.

Since the great famine has struck the entire continent, the food situation of the Empire has deteriorated extremely. It was extremely rare for even Meer, the Empress, to speak of sweet things.

Even more so after he had fallen into the dungeon.

"Quickly. If they find you, they'll eat you."

"Oh, you did. So..."

Meer held her first baked treat in a long time with both hands looking important.

Then put it in your slightly trembling mouth. The moment I put it on my tongue, it returned the dry, earthy feel of the cassava.

But as soon as it crumbles, it turns into sweetness. It's cheap somewhere, but it's sweet. Aroma of aromatic baked wheat and a floral fragrance slightly covered......

"Oh..............."

Breathe out unintentionally. That has been the best treat I've had since I came to this dungeon.

"Happy Birthday"

To the lid, Anne called.

"This, for that matter...?

"Yes, I'm sorry it's ten days late"

"... getting it, wasn't it hard?

Even Meer can guess how hard it was to get this treat.

Are you glad you gave that to yourself who isn't even a family...... Meer was very concerned.

"Yes. It's special. Dear Meer, it was your birthday."

"So..."

"'Cause I knew you missed me, didn't I? We're not celebrating your birthday. I think everyone has a right to celebrate what they were born into."

Her nose went rough, and then Anne gave her tongue a little bit,

"Eh heh, you've said it a little great. Forgive my disrespect, Your Highness Princess Meer"

In a certain tone, Meer unwittingly blew at Anne, bowing her head.

Meer never forgot her birthday, which was ten days late.

Even on the truncating table… even in the time ahead.

It takes, time flies...

"Oh, I'm tired, I'm tired."

Birthday festival to give you the country, followed by a party at the Four Dukes house.

Meer's face had a total muscle ache due to the fact that she had been laughing with affection for a long time in an outing spanning nine days.

"I thought I'd miss you when it's gone, but it's still annoying."

Meer is the type who misses winter in summer and misses summer in winter. In autumn and spring, I don't miss food because it's delicious.

It's a happy personality.

Take off your dress, Meer, and lie in bed. Why - I feel weak and I'm going to fall asleep...

"You'll catch a cold when you sleep dressed like that. At least get dressed in your room."

Anne walks by Meer, smiling bitterly.

Meer turned her attention to the basin she had.

"Oh, what's that?

"It's from the chef. You must be tired. It's like warming up cow's milk."

"... are they delicious?

"I don't know, honey and sweetness."

"I'll have it!

Meer feels that most things are delicious if they are sweet.

It's a happy taste.

Sit at the foot of the bed and receive a pottery vessel from Anne. From the white, hokahoka milk, the smell drifted... Meer sighed with a whooshing and satisfying sigh.

"By the way, Mia, I'm about to..."

"Oh, speaking of which, it was Anne's birthday."

I just noticed, and I just slap my bread and my hand, Meer. It's a really nasty act.

Then Meer offered Anne the gift she kept hidden.

"Huh? Um... what's that?

"It's a gift."

The contents are a fancy treat.

"Oh, thank you"

Thank you Anne... but Meer noticed that she looked like she had something to say.

"What's wrong? Oh, I'm having a birthday party with your family, so you want to go home today, or something like that?

"No, it's not. Uh."

Anne, moist, softened, and then

"I know it's very rude, but I was wondering if Master Meer could come too..."

"Huh?

Meer opens her mouth pompously.

"Oh, you know, my sisters are so nervous that... they're going to celebrate with Meer..."

Anne looked at Meer's face for a moment, then smiled to delude her,

"Oh, ha, but you seem tired... you can't, can you? I'm sorry. I said something weird..."

"You always celebrate your birthday ten days late."

Meer grabbed Anne's hand.

"Heh? Um, Mi, Mia?

"Of course, I'll let you go, Anne. Yeah, happy to."

That's how I looked up, Meer had a glowing grin.

A few days after that.

Meer will cut Anne out to go to St. Noel's School with her.

Beyond that, it was Meer, who now does not know what adventure awaits.