The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

The breeze is getting a little cooler. At the end of summer, that means that the social season opens the curtain.

"It's beautiful, Deanna."

"Yeah, really. It's as if the blooming Rose Spirit has appeared in this world"

"Yes...? Thanks."

Deanna's dress, smiling gently, was deep red. The color that suits her best, but wearing such a temperamental dress and makeup at the hands of the samurai, Deanna looks worse with 30% more than usual. Wherever you look at it, it's "The Side Room Head Aiming for His Majesty's Favor".

"Do you still have a minute?

"Right. By the beginning, a little more"

"I'm thirsty. I'd like a cold drink."

"I'm in awe. Please wait."

Deputy Samurai Secretary, Yuri, took a non-Rita Samurai down. Because you have to go to the kitchen and get some ice to put in a cold drink. When it comes to pulling carts, the number of samurai goes faster than that.

Only Deanna and Rita were left in the results room.

"You're finally here... this is the day"

"I don't know what's going to work at this night club, because I don't know if this is all going to happen then."

"What's Master Shayla like?

"I'm just looking at it from a distance, but he said he doesn't seem ill. However, you still seem nervous."

"Of course I do. It's strange not to be nervous in this situation."

Deanna spread the letter from her parents most recently delivered.

"Noteworthy are His Majesty's trends and the movement of the 'Peony' led by Master Liliane. It looks like some of the" Red Roses "are radical, so we have to be careful."

"Not at all... there's enough for a round throw."

"I have no choice. In the first place, they sent me in on a round-throat premise. It doesn't start when you complain about it."

Deanna had at her disposal two days after that the reply to the letter, which she wrote about the current situation in the backyard and sent tightly asking me to let her know if I knew anything. Though the thoughts in the 'table' that were written there were largely as expected, I had to laugh past them as expected. How omnipotent the hell do we think we are?

Moreover, at the end of that reply, a shocking sentence was spelled out for Deanna.

"At this year's Royal Palace Ball, he was to give" Red Rose "the role of partner of His Majesty"

Why!? Deanna wouldn't be bad for screaming out of the blue. The king hated me all the time, but I was convinced that the rumors were amicable. Finally, speaking of which, "Red Rose" was the side chamber head, I also remembered.

It would be hard to prepare, if anything, and this one was sweet to a letter that was tightened in reliable terms when I continued to gather information, leaving the costumer arrangements to my parents. As a result, it was Omake who was told, "That's the Crestor family," that the costumer would come as soon as the notification was officially received, as he was his Majesty's partner at the night club.

Deanna frequently exchanged letters with her parents while she was preparing for the night club. Because in order not to vandalize the rear palace, we always needed the latest information. I can't help it, but I can't be irresponsible enough to throw it out, having understood the gravity of the role pushed at the end of the line. Even as the daughter of a house in the countenance.

That's how we got all the side room information yesterday. And today, from now on, the Royal Palace Ball begins, marking the dawn of the social season.

"That was bad for everyone in 'Darkness'. It's been a backyard pack for the last three weeks, hasn't it?

"They're going to keep on duty and make sure someone is there. It's a more dangerous place than I thought."

"Sure, I'd be relieved if there was someone at Master Shayla's all the time. Sooner or later, she'll be in a dangerous position."

"... what will happen to Deanna's escort?

"You won't need me. There's Rita, and she can defend herself easily."

"From a 'dark' standpoint, I'd like to protect Deanna first..."

Deanna laughed at Rita with the look on her face that seemed difficult.

"I appreciate the feeling, but doing it as it stands will be a lot of trouble. - It's okay, I'll figure it out."

Where Deanna said it out bright, there was a knock.

Looks like you're back.

"It's almost time. I'll be waiting for you in the lobby."

"Yep. They'll act fancy at best."

Deanna switched her head, laughing at the samurai who pushed the cart and came into the room.

§ § § § §

The Royal Palace Ball, which takes place at the beginning of the season, begins with the first gathering of the lower-ranked in the hall, gradually the higher-ranked coming in, and finally the royal entrance, with the king appearing on the stage at the tightening, with a single voice.

The other side chambers were called by name between the nobility and the royalty, and had already gone out into the hall. Only Deanna, who has been commanded to partner with the king, will be guided behind the hall in order to leave the altar with the king.

"This way. Your Majesty is waiting."

"Thanks"

I'm waiting. You're not wacky... and Deanna moved on to the back, whining inside. Up the stairs there is a heavy door, in front of which the guide man knocks.

"Your Majesty, I have brought you the Red Rose."

"Let it pass."

Yes, he replied, and he opened the door. Have a meeting and knock on the door.

Deanna looked around. Beyond the door is a small room, dim inside. When she saw the light leaking from the back, Deanna proceeded to walk over there.

"Are you here?"

- Your Majesty.

Break your knees and gracefully grace your men. Before the leaking curtain of light, a king dressed up was standing. Standing still against the background of the light, he is a good enough man if only on the outside.

"That's why I was given this role because it's a 'red rose'. Don't get me wrong."

"Of course, I know. … but Your Majesty"

Shh, and looked up, Deanna looked at the juke. Before the advent, this moment alone is the only chance Deanna has of giving him an opinion. You couldn't have missed it.

"- Please, turn your attention also to His Majesty's rear palace. In one act of His Majesty, the rear palace transforms into any demon cave. Before things go irrevocably, Your Majesty, please check that place for yourself."

"... what?

"I am the Red Rose."

Deanna's pale eyes, just straight, shoot through the juke.

"I am well aware of the importance of the role given to me. But to fulfill that role, I am powerless by myself. Your Majesty will see the rear palace with his own eyes, and we need you to think about it."

"You... do what you can!

Suddenly Juke got angry. He interpreted something in a strange direction again. It was slightly counterproductive, but I couldn't pull it off here.

"I would not say this to Your Majesty if I were not a 'Red Rose'. I want to live easier if I can."

"So what!... what?

"It's become a 'red rose', so it doesn't look good on me, but I'm telling you. Because Your Majesty - as Master Juke has been served as' King ', I must also serve as' Red Rose '."

Otherwise who would, a position that only feels so troublesome and painstaking.

Deanna threw up inside.

Although the role of the Red Rose in maintaining the balance of forces within the rear palace is now limited to the rear palace. I'm pretty sure the lady who entered the 'Red Rose' at the top of the rear palace needs to pay attention to the relationships within the rear palace, whatever the difference in degree.

It's only a matter of the King's cooperation.

(Totally unprecedented for the Crestors to give their opinion directly to the King. I got in that position, so I don't have a choice.)

I really want to tell you to be clearer, change your horizons, see things, don't run like you want, weigh yourself down. I'd say so.

"... I don't know what you're trying to say, but whatever you say, there's something I can do to keep an eye on you."

"I know, and I do not say a word, 'Look at me'." Take a look at the rear palace. "

I don't think it will even reach the person who interprets Deanna's words to be nasty, even if it's clear. As a matter of fact, before that, I have the problem of hitting the king with considerable disrespect if what I want to say is clear, but that is Deanna, who is falling out beautifully.

"Your Majesty, it's time.... Your Majesty?

"Ah, ah. Okay."

Juke, who seemed to be shuddering, returned to me with a nearby voice who came to call. I gave Deanna my hand.

"Stand up, Deanna Crester"

"Yes, Your Majesty"

Taking Juke's hand, Deanna stood up. Keep your arms tangled and stand next to him.

"... you didn't want 'Red Rose'?

"Huh?"

Deanna opened her eyes gently to what was asked of her next door in a whisper. For a moment I thought it was empty ears, but Juke looks difficult and awaits an answer.

- Little by little, words are coming out.

Deanna's expression broke. "The romantic effect," it seems, is still immense.

"I didn't want it, would you please return it to my parents?

"... no, that's"

- Your Majesty.

Deanna relaxed, smiling.

"Rumors are often different from the truth."

…… That, "

"So it's important that Your Majesty see and judge for himself."

Perhaps Juke is confused.

Rumors of 'Deanna Crester' I've peppered so far and Deanna I've actually spoken to now. These two are quite different. I don't know if I can interpret the words in advance, but from the juke I gained in the attitude of listening to them for the time being with the 'romantic effect', I can't force myself to be confused by too many differences.

(I don't think you're the same age as your brother, you're a child. I'm supposed to be older, but I feel like I'm teaching younger)

If you don't grow up properly, Deanna's hardship will only increase.

Master Shayla, stick more, raise your majesty, will you?

Deanna was sucked in and went into the fanfare ringing light, whining in her head about the rather rude other force application.