The Escape of Layla

After that, His Highness just said "good night" and left the room behind. I tried to see if the door would open for once, but it wasn't as frightening as I expected, and the big window wasn't the kind of mechanism to open it in the first place.

I don't know how strong this glass window is, but if you want to break it, you won't break it either. However, if I looked down over the window, I was only certain that it wasn't something that would jump and help, because it was already horribly high and the outline of a blooming rose on the ground was so blurred.

I couldn't help myself in the end and I had to sleep in bed feeling anxious. It was just a day when too many things happened. It was all about Mr. Leanhardt, about Princess Amelia, about Her Highness, all the problems I couldn't solve from thinking about, but I was in my dreams when I realized I was stuffy about them.

Slowly open your eyes on a fluffy bed. An unfamiliar lid made me feel complicated when I thought of the Duke's house. Maybe it's because Mr. Leanhardt didn't use a bed with a canopy in his mansion.

I wish I could have met Mr. Leanhardt, at least in my dreams. Mr. Leanhardt didn't seem to show up in my selfish dreams or anything. I grabbed the sheet tightly and smiled at Mr. Leanhardt in my heart.

I just woke up, and I still can't grasp the situation. I just found out that Your Highness apparently has an extraordinary obsession with me.

Two, the silk curtains unloaded from the ceiling shake. I looked up in panic, wondering if it was His Highness, but it was the little girl in the maid's clothes who was there.

She is a cute girl with habitual redhead and hazel eyes. Probably in his early teens or so. I don't know where this place is, but her haunted maid clothes were the same as those worn by royal castle-working maids. She's probably a very good girl to be able to work for the royal castle at that age.

"... good morning, uh... what about you?

If I asked, the red-haired girl smiled slightly down her eyebrow butt and eventually put her hands on her throat. And slowly shake your neck to the side.

"... maybe you can't speak up?

The girl snorted slowly, grinning. He smiles so cute that he also makes you forget that this is a closed room.

"So can I write letters? I'd like to know your name."

I get out of bed and offer the feather pen and parchment paper that was placed on the table in front of the girl. But once again, the girl shakes her neck to the side with her hanging.

"Really..."

Literacy rates in this kingdom have risen in recent years, but not when everyone is told they can always read and write. Residents who live in the Wang capital are often able to read, but have learned that literacy drops all at once when they leave the Wang capital. This girl may have come from outside the king's capital.

"Were you here when His Highness told you to?

Talk as calmly as possible to the little girl with the head one minute. The girl nodded and showed.

"Well, I'll have to ask Your Highness your name later."

For one thing, I decided to get my morning support in order while this girl helped me. Whether looking for a way out of here or discussing it with His Royal Highness, things can't go on as they sleep.

The dress provided was first-class to see and was clear with lace on the coloured fabric. It's a design that I regret, but I love so much that it's unconscious.

Is it His Highness who prepared this dress? It's called conditioning in this room, it's called embroidered trinkets, I feel like I've been looking at all my favorite things since last night.

The girl guided me as I was, and I was guided in front of a different door than the one where His Highness left last night. No way, I didn't think there was even a room to go on. When the girl sounds a regular knock, the door slowly opens.

At the end of the door, a sumptuous breakfast with hot air lined the white tablecloth, and it seemed His Highness was sitting and waiting for me. When I saw the silver hair shining in the light of the sun plugged in through the window, I felt like I had finally seen His Highness's face properly. I feel slightly thinner than when you came to visit me before.

"Looks like you slept well."

With the same unreadable expression of emotion, His Highness looked up at me. I guess the chair set across from His Highness across the table was reserved for me. A girl immediately pulled a chair and urged me to sit down.

"... good morning, Your Highness"

"Did you like that maid?

"Yeah, yeah... you did a good job. I can't seem to speak, so may I ask your name for this maid?"

His Highness took that question and stared at me. Even at dawn overnight, those pale eyes still have an obsession, and my shoulders tremble with horror just because I can stare at them.

"... does Leila also call the servant by name"

"Right... We're always together, and I thought we'd be as comfortable with each other as possible in a private place..."

I somehow suspect you won't tell me this. On the contrary, I felt damaged His Highness's mood and I was going to have a stomachache in the morning.

"You don't call me by name."

"Well, that's horrible... Two years ago I wouldn't have had to know, and now I'm not in my fiancée's shoes or anything..."

If I call His Royal Highness by his name, Rose is going to stare at me. I don't even know if I can see Rose in this closed situation.

"Nothing, or..."

I was frightened by His Royal Highness, who repeated it in a rather meaningful way. I know this attitude is rude, but I still can't grasp the situation. I'm just behaving like a temperament, I'd rather get compliments, but there's no one in this kingdom who spoils me like that, if you think about it. I missed the Fantasy King capital as soon as I could, and I thought if I didn't look for a means to get out of here soon.

"Well, let's make it breakfast"

Using that word as a signal, the girl disappears from the room. The door, which was completely closed, was kind of fresh. Until now, even when His Highness and I had tea, someone had refrained from doing so or the door had just been opened a little bit.

I ask unexpectedly, before His Highness begins to have breakfast, naturally.

"… for breakfast, Rose - … No, are you sure you don't want to have it with Her Royal Highness the Princess Wang? Besides, even though Your Highness has been married, some of you may not be alone with me."

Most importantly, as of last night, it's not a strange situation for people to make a scene, but it doesn't mean they can flush it. In this country, for once, I am a lady of the prestigious Duke's house.

His Highness smiled somewhere mocking when he gently placed the silver knife in his hand. Although I'm not used to seeing His Highness's laughter, it's been all this laughter since yesterday. I can't breathe this far watching just to be expected to be the grin that will never arise from pleasant feelings.

"... I wish your prudence and wisdom had been at least a little bit in Rose"

Slightly disturbing words, a little bloody distracting.

"... Your Royal Highness the Crown Princess and what have you got?"

"Don't call me Princess Wang or anything like that...! That's from your mouth too..."

"... Your Highness?

Rarely - no, it's not uncommon anymore, given what's been going on since last night - before the disturbing Your Highness, I can't get a bad feeling. Isn't that a time full of happiness for the Wang Princes?

"What the hell is wrong with you? Even if there are any circumstances, now... I think you should spend some time with Rose and your son... You were born already, weren't you? Are you a princess? Are you a prince?

"Oh, I was born. I don't remember which gender it was anymore."

"... no, that's Rose too -"

"It wasn't my baby."

"Huh?"

"The child Rose gave birth to wasn't my child."

I thought my breath would stop. No, I might have definitely forgotten to breathe just for a moment.

Isn't Rose's birth a child with His Highness? I wonder if that's the case.

"... excuse me, how did you feel that way?

"'Royal direct descendants always have silver-haired pale eyes'...... Leila would know this law, wouldn't she?

"Yeah..."

It's a famous story about the Altair royal family. Since the end of the war between the Levaine clan and the Revolutionary Army and the creation of a new kingdom, it has been as its law without a single exception. The king's children are always silver hair, pale eyes, whose traits are taken over again by the next king's children. However, silver hair and pale eyes are not inherited from the children of the heirs to the throne who did not inherit the throne.

In fact, your current brother, His Majesty the King, also has silver-haired pale eyes, but his traits have not appeared in your brother's son or daughter. I thought what a strange story it was when I heard that story, but I just had to wonder if coincidences were overlapping.

His Royal Highness tells him pale without changing the way he speaks.

"Rose gave birth to a child with tinted eyes in her brown hair"

"... that's all, that you're not His Highness's son?

Absolutely not, even a mutation should be possible. Only then could Rose's infidelity be suspected remain silent as the same Duke family. Instead of sheltering her, I can say what she said as a duke's warrant stained with her body.

"... according to stories passed down from generation to generation to the royal family, Lucas Lewayne, decided to seal his own magic so that the tragedy of war would never be repeated again when he entered the Altair family. That's when I did the last of my magic. As a gift to the royal family."

His Highness began to tell pale old stories without looking me in the eye. Listen, I guess that means... I really wanted to pursue it, but I had no choice but to listen to the old story.

"Its last magic was that 'the direct descendants of the royal family always have silver-haired pale eyes'. Lucas Lewayne's silver hair and the pale eyes of his beloved wife, so that they may remain royal forever, and so that their children may not be discredited by ugly power strife or suspicion of their origins,"

Magic. My heart jumped at the words, "Get out of the way." Not long ago, I would have only heard about it to the extent of gaga. But now I know that paranormal power exists.

"Since then, the children of kings and those who become kings have always been born with silver-haired pale eyes. No exceptions at one time. Gradually, silver-haired pale eyes were to be regarded as a testament to the king's children, and vice versa, if the king or heir to the throne had any idea and a silver-haired pale eye child was born on it, even an unplanned child was to be admitted. That's about it, this is an absolute habit."

... It's like it's with Lewayne's blood curse. I can't believe the magic still can't be solved after so much time since the Age of Oga.

A while back, I would have eaten down if I wasn't convinced. But now I know that magic exists. The hand I shook on my lap was trembling.

"In fact, when the king's side chamber a few generations ago gave birth to a child with blonde hair and amber eyes, that side chamber was executed. If you look into it, you'll also get testimony that you've been in close contact with a certain nobleman you've been gracious about, and you've got all the circumstantial evidence."

"... Execution"

You tried to deceive the royal family, so maybe that's natural too. But now I didn't want to hear that word.

No way, Rose, no more.

"... if you laugh that you are a foolish royal in superstition, that's fine too. But Rose was overlapping every man. Even without this story in the first place, the colour of the suspicions from the surrounding area was quite intense."

"... No way, Rose?

"Didn't Leila know? Well, it's too dirty a story to tell you what a goddess is called. I'm sure Leila's friends didn't want to either."

No, that can't be right. Even though Rose was certainly very popular with men, she believed she wouldn't do anything she couldn't tell her father or mother. Thought you understood that there was a line you shouldn't go beyond.

I didn't want to think Rose was that shallow. But now is not the time to be ashamed of the sweetness of your own perception. I have to ask about Rose.

"Rose... how is Rose doing? No way, no more..."

"... do you still worry about that woman even after hearing this story? Because of him, we couldn't renegotiate our engagement. It doesn't matter to you more than that woman."

What are you talking about, this one? I stare at His Highness with an unexpected look.

As it turned out, Rose's child was not that of His Royal Highness, but not disputing it when Rose was in possession would mean that His Royal Highness had an idea. How dare you say that without knowing my despair when I was told there was a child between His Highness and Rose? Even though I'm in front of my first lover, the indelible frustration seeps into the words.

"... Your Highness accepted Rose's story because you knew it, didn't you? Anyway, now that Rose has sinned, there were times when she once loved Rose... isn't it not too much to put that on the shelf and think of me as a flirtatious woman"

"Even that idea, it was fabricated. Rose put sleeping pills on her booze and gave it to me, and she went straight to bed with me, and I had a morning, that's all."

"Rose gave His Highness medicine?

Really, what are you doing with that kid? Blood caught me again, and if I lost my mind, I was going to fall. Just what I just heard, it's not weird that he's been executed twice.

"... do you have proof?

"When I blamed him a little, I confessed immediately. I've heard stories from servants who've prepared sleeping pills."

Nothing, I can't tell you. All the irresistible facts are revealed even within you. Really, it got dark in front of me for a moment.

I can't believe Rose was doing something so stupid.

Naturally, the face of your father and mother in the Duke's house comes to mind. What the hell will happen to the Duke of Ashbury family?

Unexpectedly, I covered my face with both hands. If this happens, is there nothing more I can do? My sister is a great sinner who has deceived the royal family to the point of medicine. The Duke's family has no choice but to follow the path of ruin.

"Rose... how is Rose doing?

With his face covered, he asked in such a weak voice that he did not think his voice was. As far as I can tell you right now, I can't complain that you were already executed.

"It's in the dungeon.... If you want to see me, you can let me see you"

Do you still have a life? I didn't know if I'd be happy with that, but then I'd have one choice.

"... please, let me see you. As my sister, I'd like to talk to you."

To my weak words, His Highness distorted his mouth somewhere interesting.