The Escape of Layla

It's early and it's been about three months since I came to this phantom king's capital. Totally familiar with my life in the capital of the illusion, I was just about to teach Mr. Charlotte to cook again today. Soups, simple sautés, etc. can now be made almost without fail, so today we are finally going to try to make sweets. The first piece to remember is apple pie.

Mr. Leanhardt, who didn't like sweets, suggested to Mr. Charlotte from me when he heard that apparently only apple pie could be eaten. While I am somewhat ashamed to feel like a maiden in love, Mr. Charlotte supported me.

"Oh, Layla, you should have raw cream on your pendant"

To Mr. Charlotte's point, I rested my hands squeezing raw cream and rushed to punish the pendant into a piece. Even though it was important, it was a dangerous place.

"Thank you for letting me know, Mr. Charlotte"

"Hehe, you take care of that. My brother would love that."

"Yeah... it's a treasure"

I hung on a skinned string, gripping the stone like I had cut the starry sky. With glittering golden and silver powder mixed in the blue stone, it's a beauty you won't ever get tired of watching.

This is an important one that Mr. Leanhardt gave me a while ago. I kind of loosen my cheeks just remembering when I received them.

When I fell asleep, Mr. Leanhardt didn't try to get away from me for about three days. However, it appeared that it was the day of the Magic Division's meeting and he was finally willing to go outside, weaving a tannic but blue coat.

I was coming to drop Mr. Leanhardt off at the front door, when he was completely feeling better. If you smile to reassure Mr. Leanhardt, who stares at me anxiously all the time, he softens his expression just a little too.

"... Leila, will you take this?"

Huh, Mr. Leanhardt showed me a small stone pendant shining blue when he took a small leather bag out of his coat. The stone, connected to a skinned string, was breathtaking and I fell in love with it unexpectedly. I have intended to see all types of first-class jewellery as a Duke's Warrant lady, but I have never seen a stone so mysterious.

"Well... that's a beautiful stone"

"For a long time, it's a stone that the Lewayne clan often gives to their marriage...... this time I'd like to put aside that meaning and simply give it to Leila as an amulet"

"Amulet, is it?

"Yes, because it's magical, it's starting to tell me when Leila falls or her life is in danger. I don't care if things like this happen without me."

A magical amulet is like a world of stories and exalts the mood. Above all, when I thought Mr. Leanhardt's magic was on such a beautiful stone, that just seemed more special than any other gem.

"Are you sure you want me to have it?

"It doesn't make sense if Leila doesn't take it."

"... thank you, Mr. Leanhardt. I'll take care of you."

Put a pendant on your neck quickly. The skin strap was a little long, but I would have to adjust this much myself. That's what I was thinking, but Mr. Leanhardt turned behind me.

"Leila is small, so this has been a little long. I'm adjusting now."

Try to scratch the flax colored hair, and Mr. Leanhardt touches the skin strap. A warm fingertip touched the section on the clap, and it was kind of ticklish. Mr. Leanhardt quickly turns to me when he handily retightens the skin strap.

"Is this good enough?

"Yes, just fine. Thank you."

I wish I could give Mr. Leanhardt a gift with this flow.

I look at the clock with a glimpse. By the start time of the witchcraft division meeting, which Mr. Leanhardt told me, there was still a little room.

"... Mr. Leanhardt, would you like a moment?

"Of course I don't mind. Thinner? I figured we'd stay home today?

"Hehe, I miss leaving with Mr. Leenhardt, but apart from that I wanted to give you a little something..."

"To me?

"Yes, to Mr. Leanhardt"

Wait a minute, I said no and I ran up the stairs. When I open my own door and grab the little decorative cloth I just finished last night, I immediately head over to Mr. Leanhardt.

"Leila, you can't run much. If you fall again, it's tough."

"It's okay, this much. But thank you for your concern."

I looked up gently at Mr. Leanhardt and offered him a palm-sized decorative cloth. I really wanted to put it in a frame or something, but I couldn't help but give it a great chance to give it away.

"I want Mr. Leanhardt to take this... That, is a thank you that you always keep beside me. It's really trivial..."

Mr. Leanhardt stared at it when he received the decorative cloth softly from my palm. Sometimes I find myself in a rare silence for him.

"... were you up late to make this?

"Yeah... yes"

I didn't think he would get angry, but the next moment Mr. Leanhardt was holding me. Fever spreads on my cheeks.

"Thank you, Layla. I'm so happy, I'll cherish it for life"

"Yes, it's a lifetime..."

"No, a lifetime. Such fine embroidery, it would have been difficult..."

"... if you're so happy, it was worth the effort"

I also gently try to keep my head on Mr. Leanhardt's shoulder and hug him. It's strange because even though my heart is moving irresistibly, I feel so relieved when I'm wrapped up in Mr. Leanhardt's scent. This is what I've always wanted to do.

"I want to stay like this forever."

"... can Mr. Leanhardt read people's minds?

Unexpectedly, I look up to him seriously in Mr. Lenhardt's words as if I could see through what I was thinking. Mr. Leanhardt looked down at me with a hug, but eventually made me laugh when I dull.

"I can read it if I want, but I won't do that without their permission. What's the matter, suddenly?"

"... Leannhardt said the same thing I thought..."

Don't tell me. After I say it, I can't help it. I'm attacked by embarrassment. It was difficult in Mr. Leanhardt's arms to hide his face.

"Same thing?

Mr. Leanhardt didn't seem to know right away, but seeing me unusually illuminating, he finally seemed to have guessed. Instantly the edge of the ear turns red.

"... Oh, uh, I'm glad. Leila likes to be hugged?

"... I like to be hugged by Mr. Leanhardt"

"When you say that, you want to do it every day."

"Yeah, yeah... go ahead. I don't like what you did to Mr. Leanhardt."

To mislead the embarrassment, I put my strength into the arm I turned to Mr. Leanhardt. Mr. Leanhardt's scent and warmth are felt more directly, making me wonder if this might be heaven at the earliest.

"Too defenseless... I feel like God is testing me"

"To God, is it?

"No... it's nothing. Leila's just too cute to want to leave."

"Ma, you're dictating me again"

"I'm just telling the truth."

I chuckled as Mr. Leanhardt hugged me. I'm really happy. The princess should still be stuck at the bottom of her heart, but she realized she was so deeply in love that she couldn't care less about it.

When I was remembering when I received my pendant blurry like that, I felt Mr. Fuji Charlotte's gaze and turned to her. Mr. Charlotte had a slight grin and was embarrassed as soon as he seemed to have been spotted thinking.

"Really, you look happy. I envy your brother, he likes you so much."

"Are you going to dictate me to Mr. Charlotte?

If I resume my hand squeezing raw cream while joking and answering, Mr. Charlotte gently poked me in the flank. Quite ticklish.

"You're starting to say. That's right, such a cute Leila can't dictate. Wow."

"Ha-ha-ha, it's ticklish, Mr. Charlotte"

Mr. Charlotte and I have already completely broken it down. At the same time I wonder if it would have been like this if I had a sister, I would be happy to be able to call her my first friend and it would stick sweet. It may also be thanks to Mr. Charlotte that he has been able to tap his busy mouth just a little bit.

"Grete, too, Asobu!

Grete, who should have been painting in a sketchbook given to Mr. Leanhardt, has been wrapped around Charlotte's legs, and a little after turning 4, Grete has become more and more adorable these days.

"Please wait a little longer, Mr. Grete, as we will soon be able to do an apple pie"

"I'll stick with you! Grete, you can do anything!

Mr. Grete told her with his purple blue eyes shining. Troubling his head as to what was going on, Mr. Charlotte gently lifted Mr. Grete up and headed towards the cupboard.

"Well, I guess I'll have Grete line up the plates"

"Yeah! Let me handle it!

Grete, who has a better slippery tongue than before, is a bright girl who chats well. I am growing up fast with the love of Mr. Charlotte and Mr. Ralph all by myself.

I wonder if Rose and His Highness's son are about to be born.

I thought that blurry as I served the raw cream beside the apple pie. Remembering the two of you doesn't hurt my chest any more. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say you're completely back on your feet. Now even if you see Rose and Her Highness, you should probably be able to have a conversation with a full grin.

When Rose and Her Royal Highness are born, I'd like to see a portrait of your son.

Prince or princess, that would be adorable. I was just purely looking forward to it.

At the same time, I had a strange emotion when I wondered if Rose would be my mother, who was just crying and bothering people. I wish she could calm down a little by becoming a mother, too.

It's a strange story for me to worry about running away, but now I just wished the King Prince family happiness from the bottom of my heart as Rose's sister and as a good friend of His Highness.