Tearmoon Empire Story

- That's your brother's alumni... Empire's wisdom, His Highness Meer Luna Tiermoon......

Eshar was surprised from the bottom of his heart.

To the princess Meer's, that, tauntingly smug attitude.

You just plainly accepted my father's apology, and then moved on to dining very normally.

- And yet, that's amazing. I can't believe I could eat like that in front of my father.

Eshar never left Sunkland. Therefore, his world is limited to within Sunkland. And his own father, the King, is the supreme authority in Sankland.

There was a lot of nervousness at all times in those who dine with such a father. Between Uncle Lampron and the nobles who value tradition, there was more fear than tension.

Even Eshar, my real son, occasionally got nervous about the signs my father unleashed.

- And yet I'm eating flat... Looks like he's enjoying his meal.

That surprised me first… but the surprise became even bigger the next moment.

"As a matter of fact, some of our ministers wonder if your country is aiming to expand its territory and feed it to wage war."

of my father, the swordswallowing exploration of the great king of Sankland......, whose voice only slightly increased in sharpness, Meer,

"It's relaxing."

In a word, I cut it and threw it away.

I can't believe it's war, relaxing talk.

No small sway, just in a word full of certainty.

- The wisdom of the Empire... Uncle Lampron said it was a rare coincidence and said bitterly about the matter of the wind raven...

Eshar glances at my father's face. What floats there is the color of favor and curiosity.

- Father, I guess he's highly regarded...

This is my brother, a friend that Theon is learning with. A man whose brother, the chosen one, recognizes and praises his wisdom.

Eshar, who saw one scale of that wisdom, accidentally distorted his face.

What springs up in your chest is a bitter sense of inferiority. Leaving behind the dark emotions that soak him up, Eshar sighs small..., then turns his eyes to another girl sitting in the dining room.

- And this is the one who's going to be my wife...

At the end of Eshar's gaze was the appearance of a girl hardened by tension.

"Speaking of the Four Dukes of the Tiermoon Empire, the Starred Duke's Lady, I am in an impeccable capacity as your counterpart to His Royal Highness the Prince"

Uncle Lampron was blushing with his chest outstretched.

Certainly not as an identity. Eshar will also get the Duke's title after Zion takes over the throne. It's a good match for the title.

"I'm eighteen years old and a little older, but still wonderful with someone..."

I see, as a person in a position, it is an important duty to have an inheritance. In that regard, I guess the difference between the ages of eight can be a negative factor…, but nevertheless, for the sake of political strategy, such friendships are often organized.

Eshar was educated and convinced that that was what royal friendship was all about. So I don't have any particular idea that they're much older sisters...

Emeralda, who looks like she's in a hurry. What a pity for the first time to shrink herself to tension when compared to the princess Meer.

No, to put it further, the girl sitting next to it, Tiona Rudolfone, even looks grander still.

The Imperial Empress, aside, even falls behind the Lady of Uncle Nettle, in her weakness of heart, Eshar has the unspeakable thought of running in pain.

- Assuming that he was the one on my brother's fringe..., would that guy be chosen?

I really think about that. I'm sure it's a woman of intellect and courage, like that imperial Mia, who will be chosen as her brother's opponent...

Even though I know it's something I shouldn't do, I really compare it.

- After all, my brother... is the one who was given everything. I don't think so.

To the lid......, one day the word said, turns my head.

'Hey, I'm just gonna put a little shame on you. Something that no one can follow to the perfect human being. This is for Prince Zion. "

Words whispered in his ear then sneak into his heart. It's like a snake.

'If you don't want it, go ahead, throw it away as soon as you break up with me. You can throw away as much as you want, right? That's just medicine. It is harmless poison that only causes mild abdominal pain. Where I had it, I won't be bitten or attacked'

Sweet, with a gentle voice...... Attract Eshar's heart.

"My friend, I'm worried about Emeralda."

At that time, Rin's voice sounded. Eshar, who turned his eyes to his voice, saw the moon shining there.

- You call that guy a friend...

The appearance of most and frightened Emeralda seemed, after all, unworthy of the Empire's friends of wisdom. Nevertheless, Meer said without hesitation.

I came to see you because I care about my friend's relationship. That's why I went out of my way.

What can be seen in Eshar's eyes is the leeway of the chosen and pity for the undecided loser......

Zari......, a strange noise echoes Eshar's heart.

When playing against his brother Theon, the girl shines with wisdom. What is illuminated by that light is Eshar's own sense of defeat, which cannot be hidden….

'It just puts a little shame on me. That's better for Prince Zion'

A sweet-sounding word, forever, echoed in his ear and never left.

- Ugh, but not anymore... I'm going to throw up......

Emeralda, on the other hand, was at the extreme of tension.

In the atmosphere of King Sankland, completely, his heart was trembling.

I can't afford to enjoy a meal or anything. Even where I am, so extreme that I'm likely to lose sight of it. He was wrapped in black mist, frightened and confused, but in his mood, even now, he was about to fall.

- Oh, no more, really, maybe not...

And so on, I almost made a weak noise, exactly then...,

"My best friend, I wondered who Emeralda was talking to."

I heard that word.

Unexpectedly, Emeralda was hacked.

"My best friend" and..., clearly, that sounded like it to her ears.

- That's right. I'm Mia, your Tomo... he's my best friend!

I felt the mist in front of me clear at the same time in that voice.

She now remembers exactly who she is.

- Stretch your spine, Emeralda Etwa Greenmoon. As the eldest daughter of the starred Duke who supports the Imperial Palace, and more than that, as your best friend, Meer, I can't look unusual.

Thus, Emeralda, with her spine stretched, once again gave her eyes to her own interlocutor, Prince Eshar...

- Oh, lovely face. Sounds smart to me too...... Well, I guess I'm bored, I'm lit. Ugh, she's so cute. But I'm sure you'll look so good in the future that Prince Zion can't beat you! You're a promising stock!

It was a delicious emerald.