The Escape of Layla

I was desperately trying to understand this situation as I inhaled the sweet, spicy scent of white lilies.

Is this the king's capital, Lewayne? I wonder if you're playing with me. But this bouquet of lilies came out of nothing...

I gently glance at the white lily petals handed to Master Leanhardt. The fragrance and feel are real. Perhaps there is a line called a very skilled magician? Think about it, and more importantly, about Mr. Leanhardt's offer that confused me.

If I am not mistaken in hearing, did Master Leenhardt propose to me? It bothers me that I might have seen you at some prom or night club. As a candidate for Princess Wang, I have been worried about not imitating the face of the person I met once so that if you have met once, you can immediately remember it when you look at your face, but I still don't feel it.

When I was cruising around wondering what to reply to, the door of the room was inadvertently opened and a woman with purple blue eyes came into the room with long dark hair wrapped in a half-up. I looked a little older than Master Leanhardt, but I was ashamed of my own eyes at the woman's words that followed.

"Brother! How's Mr. Leila doing? - What, this situation!

I guess calling Master Lenhardt my brother means my sister or a younger woman close to it. I was going to be good at guessing people's ages, but there's nothing more rude than estimating women's ages higher.

When the woman compared me with Leanhardt with a bouquet of white lilies, she glanced at Leanhardt with a face that she said was incredible.

"... No way, Mr. Leila woke up and proposed early, right?

"The boulder is my sister, I just signed up."

In front of Master Leenhardt, who laughs so well, Leenhardt's sister, a woman like you, takes a great sigh.

"... this is why your brother... I'm sorry, Mr. Leila."

The woman was distracted and watched the two of them. Turning to me, she gently retrieved a bouquet of white lilies from my hand.

"You can forget about that now. He just woke up, but he's really insensitive and he's in trouble."

Not knowing how to react, I looked up at the woman with an ambiguous grin.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Leila. I'm Charlotte Bester. It's Brother Leannhardt's sister. Pleasure."

When I introduced myself in a clear way of speaking, Lady Charlotte offered me her hand. I think it's probably meant to be a handshake, and I reach out and hold her hand, too.

"I'll see you first. My name is Leila Ashbury. … sorry for the inconvenience"

I bow my head as I stare at Lady Charlotte and Lady Leenhardt. I was taken care of by strange brothers and sisters. As a thank you, I don't have anything right now.

"That doesn't matter at all. But I was worried that my brother might have forced me to bring him here..."

"That's terrible, Charlotte. I explained that I protected him because he was vulnerable to the rain."

"Yes, but I'm sure Mr. Layla's family is worried. If you tell me where it is, I'll send a letter to Leila's house."

Lady Charlotte was kind enough to say that, but I shake my neck sideways with an ambiguous grin. It's about those parents. Where I left off, I might be rather happy that the troublemakers are gone.

"It's okay. I'm out of the house..."

"You did look like you jumped out dressed. What the hell happened?

"It's hard to hold it alone, too. Tell us about it."

When Lady Charlotte carried the chair next to Lady Leanhardt, she lowered her hips there and turned back towards me. Apparently, he's going to listen carefully. Normally, I'm not even supposed to reveal to strangers why I ran away from home or anything, but strangely, even words come out that I'm in front of this sibling.

"... not really."

When he finished talking about the situation as usual, Master Charlotte shrugged so with his head in his arms. To Master Leanhardt, he has a clear anger behind his purple blue eyes.

"Not really! Could this be happening!? The prince and sister are too much..."

Lady Charlotte, who was trembling in anger, finally shed a grain of tear. I never thought I was emotional enough to cry, so I'm surprised.

"Sha, Dear Charlotte...... It's over..."

"That's not true. Mr. Leila must have been deeply hurt."

Master Leenhardt was looking straight at me with purple blue eyes. I'm kind of confused by the intensity of that eye. Because I did get hurt, but there's nothing more I can do.

"It's okay. I cried so much that my tears withered over the past month... that I'm tired of being angry."

Answering that to Master Leanhardt, I opened the travel bag that had been placed by my bedside and removed the embroidered white lace handkerchief from inside. I am glad my luggage is not wet, reassured I offer my handkerchief to Master Charlotte.

"Dear Charlotte, use it if you like"

"Huh... thanks"

I thought about the future, smiling lightly at Lady Charlotte, who blurted and wept. I don't know where the capital of the Phantom King is, but even if I were to enter the monastery, I might not be able to reach it without a little more rest.

Master Leenhardt took the lead here when he raised his face to let this brother and sister sweeten him.

"In the meantime, why don't you rethink that you're going into the monastery. Sure, they're wonderful to live with, but it's not too late to get a little older."

"… but like I told you, I just don't like going back to the Duke's house"

I don't hate my parents, and I have the gratitude for raising them, but I still wanted to live alone. Though my thoughts of Your Highness will fade sooner or later, in aristocratic society I will be exposed to curiosity for the rest of my life. Just thinking makes me feel heavy.

"So how about we live here together? Leave the marriage story alone and live in this mansion of ours. Fortunately, we have extra room."

"Yes! You can do that!

That's a story I wouldn't even wish for, but it's going to cause a hell of a lot of trouble. I can't thank you enough right now.

"Don't be shy, Mr. Leila. I'd rather you stay here for your brother.... insensitive person like Leila waking up and proposing early, but I've been waiting for Leila."

"Charlotte"

"That's good. Is it true?

Has Master Leenhardt been expecting me?

Do we meet at such a young age that we don't even feel comfortable? Scary, beautiful men like Master Leanhardt, even though they're not going to forget it once they see it.

The doubts only deepen, but I have decided to let this sweet brother and sister sweeten me.

"... then I'll take care of you for a while. Thank you."

When I lowered my head and expressed my gratitude, Master Charlotte shook my hand and showed it. He's supposed to be older than me, but he's kind of cute.

"Yeah, yeah! Nice to meet you, Mr. Leila."

Master Leenhardt watched us like that with such a terribly gentle look on his face. Said we'd just met, but when I saw that calm grin, I felt like the back of my chest would be grabbed all the time.

All I don't know, but apparently my fantasy king capital life starts today.