The Escape of Layla

That night I was arranging flowers on the table, such as anemones, white lilies, sunflowers and roses, which remained magically beautiful in Mr. Leanhardt's appearance. Various drawings come to mind, but I find it somewhat different when I draw them on paper, which bothers my head.

Yes, the work we're going to make is an uncompromising substitute. Let's hide something, because it's Mr. Grete's 4th birthday present.

On the way home from the flower garden, it was helpful because Mr. Lenhardt told me that Mr. Grete's birthday was coming up. Apparently, a week later today, Mr. Grete can turn 4.

I really wanted to give you clothes and stuff, but I don't have the skill to tailor clothes to me. You can even make doll clothes. When it came to embroidery pieces that I could make and deserve a gift, I could only think of about a brooch. I've made this before when I was at the Duke's house, so I figured I wouldn't make a big mistake.

For compromising on the form of the work, I thought of making something extraordinary, but this is hard. Most importantly, it was impossible to draw the lines of the drawings beautifully with a thin arm. I never tasted this kind of struggle because the pieces I had put out in the store before were motifs I had stabbed many times already.

"You're worried a lot, do you want some tea?

After dinner, Mr. Leanhardt, who was supposed to be working in your room, showed his face in the living room. If you look up at the clock, it's been two hours since dinner. Normally, it's enough time to do the water.

"Ah... I'll be ready"

"I guess Leila's working on it, huh? Leave it to me."

"... thank you"

I have quietly decided to sweeten Mr Lienhardt's words. Mr. Leanhardt can't cook, but his brewed tea is exceptional. I think he's so good because I've opened my eyes to the work of some of the best maids in the Duke's house all the time. I'm practicing a little bit too, but the food and the tea were still there.

A little bit, Mr. Leanhardt sits across from me with a full set of tea sets. Pouring tea into the teacup in a useless move, he gently offered it to me. Fluffiness and a good aroma of tea.

"Leila was one square sugar, right?"

"Yeah, you remembered."

"Of course it is"

Mr. Leanhardt offered me a vial with squared sugar. While accepting that, Mr. Leanhardt remembers drinking straight away. I thought there was no sugar in the corners when I started living in this mansion, so maybe I didn't have to. This was prepared for me. I don't think Mr. Leanhardt is good at sweets.

Because of that, at the beginning, I didn't know what to add or subtract, and although I was trying to add three squares of sugar to my teacup, it was apparently enough for one now.

That's one more thing, I felt like a sign that I was getting along with him, and I was kind of happy. I get a zero grin by accident. It's especially fun today, so much so that I get scared.

"I'll have it."

The right temperature and sweetness spreads through your mouth, and you breathe a howl. After all, Mr. Leanhardt's tea to brew is exceptional. I'm not going to be able to drink any more than this.

"Really, it's delicious. Why don't you tell me next time too?

"I never mind teaching, but even if I don't remember anything Leila, I can always brew you."

"Hehe, as always, you're good at spoiling me"

"I'd still be in control of this..."

I still feel deep love in Mr. Leanhardt's gaze at the warmth contained in his words. I was so wrapped up in Mr. Lienhardt's warm affection that I could be sure that this man cared for me.

And I'm also starting to realize lightly that I have a self who wants to respond to it. About two months ago, I thought she was a thin woman while I said she was so sad about the end of her love affair with Her Highness, but still, I couldn't stop myself from being attracted to Mr. Leanhardt.

"Is that a gift for Grete?

"Yeah, I thought I'd give you a brooch"

"You'll be happy about that. Even though your embroidery is now very popular all over the city."

"Hehe, I'm glad you guys like it"

I put the teacup down and gently touched the drawing. It bothers my head that as long as I can design it, I'll just carefully embroider it later.

"... What flowers does Mr. Grete prefer? Do you know Mr. Leanhardt?

"Is that Grete's favorite flower...... She says everything is beautiful..."

Mr. Leanhardt also puts the teacup down to show you how to think about it lightly. Mr. Lenhardt was creating a very intelligent atmosphere that made him unconscious when he said he was in a position to ask questions.

"Yeah, but maybe he especially likes sunflowers.... I can't throw out the line of Charlotte's hobby, but the summer hat was often decorated with sunflower ornaments."

"Well, I've heard good things about that. I'll think of the sunflower as the main thing. Thank you, Mr. Leanhardt."

Smiling with a grin, Mr. Leenhardt had a much sweeter grin. I blush at the high sugar content as if it were directed at my lover, that's all. What an embarrassment that was and I rushed to look for the next topic.

"Ah... uh, yeah, yeah! I'm about to run out of embroidered yarn, where are the stores selling yarn and cloth in this city?

Even though it seems to be gone, I still have enough to make a gift for Mr. Grete, but that was the only topic I found in the daze. Mr. Leanhardt watched as he loved even my haste, but he would return the answer immediately.

"If you're a tailor, it's about 5 minutes from Charlotte's... there's probably not that many types of embroidery threads. … so let's go to the King's Capital of Altair next time"

"... to Wangdu?

Sure, if we go to Wangdu, we won't have any trouble with the type, but will it be okay? Try from the Duke of Ashbury's house, he'll be only as good as missing his troublemaker eldest daughter, but he'll be putting out about a search petition because he has public eyes. I was a former Crown Princess candidate, and most noblemen know my face. Maybe they'll find it.

"It's okay, because unless Leila wants to go home, she'll never put it in anyone's hands"

The heat hit my cheeks again because of Mr. Lenhardt's dialogue, which changed the corner topic but seemed to sound like a word of love, depending on what I tried to capture. Perhaps Mr Lienhardt is unconsciously saying that the quality is worse for that matter.

"Magic is quite usable. You can change the color of your hair and eyes temporarily, so don't worry."

"... If Mr. Leenhardt isn't even annoying, I'd love to go"

Actually, I've never chosen an embroidered thread with my own hands. At some point in the Duke's house, all kinds of yarn were replenished at some point, so I don't know what a pleasure it is to choose among the limited. Even though it will annoy Mr. Leanhardt once again, he will stick with me because he always seems to enjoy following me. Our distance had shrunk to such an extent that we could believe that Mr. Leanhardt loved us.

"Then it's settled. When Grete's birthday party is over, why don't we head down to the King's Capital?"

"Yeah, thank you. Looking forward to it."

The feeling that someone loves you is something that makes you feel so happy.

This is the first time I have ever known this feeling when I met Mr. Leanhardt. Mr. Leenhardt is the first person who has ever loved me, not Leila Ashbury as a duke's warrant. I'm not used to this happiness yet, but in a few moments, I'm sure I can tell Mr. Leanhardt, too.

I'm attracted to you.