The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

Sirius, Deanna, who finished her secret conversation with Kai, was angry with Yuri for now when she returned to her room (she was acting alone without thinking about it), and after a rushed lunch, she went on to prepare for a tea party at the "Red Rose Salon". While costumes, makeup and hairstyles are in place for the 'Red Rose' specification, a group of samurai, including Lurie, decorate the salon and arrange snacks. Of all the shortages of manpower, it's a pretty heavy labor.

While doing so, tea time approached, and Lurie, who was entrusting the salon, received reports that the ladies had arrived at once. Deanna, complete with "Red Rose Specifications," looks back at Rita and Yuri, who fixed it.

"What do you think?

"Perfect, Deana."

"Yes, you are a wonderful and beautiful 'Side Room Head'"

Intimidation by appearance is also important in situations where large crowds gather. The "Guide to the Court" by my mother and aunt is firmly rooted in Deanna's body. Clearly from anywhere, the villain, Deanna, dressed in the outfit she deserved for "Princess Iceflame Rose," waited for it to be time before heading to the salon with Rita and Yuri.

- And.

"Thank you for waiting, Red Rose."

When Deanna appears, the ladies who had already gathered rise together and bow their heads deeply. Deanna laughed vividly as she pulled her heart slightly into the undisturbed movement.

"Thank you for the welcome, gentlemen. Please take it easy. I'm the one who invited you, because this is my" Red Rose "salon."

"Yes..."

The atmosphere of the ladies with their faces looks disturbing somewhere. While sitting in a chair, it conveys that there is too much waiting for Deanna's words now or now.

Deanna chuckled as she took her usual seat.

"Guys, what's going on? Keep your face so dark that the funeral is about to start, okay?

"Beh, Red Rose!

Standing ready, it is true that my parents are the emerging Viscount Lady. She is the daughter of a super famous trader.

Deanna turned to the daughter and smiled gently.

"What's the matter? You look so thoughtful."

"Dear Red Rose, are the rumors that have been making noise since this morning true?

"Rumors?"

"His Majesty said he was crossed to 'Peony'. Isn't that an exclusive reputation when you're distracted by its beauty at a glance? If that happens..."

The lady's words were thwarted by Deanna's laughter.

"Hehe......, folks, come believe such rumors? You think His Majesty was distracted by" The Peony "? Isn't that possible?"

"So, but!

"Even if it's true, it's not enough. Whoever His Majesty's love is, my position is unshakeable."

Deanna laughed at the rumors only with a cheerful, somewhere fun face. On purpose, of course.

Deanna also had a whole grasp of the rumors that were flying around the backyard. There is only one credible part of it, 'His Majesty passed to' Peony ''. Everything else seemed to be information manipulation by the "Peony", which took advantage of the "Peony" and pushed the "Red Rose" to a disadvantage, further targeting the "Red Rose" internal division. The more I twitch by believing the rumors, the more the foundations of the 'Red Roses' shake.

But I just told you that to be stupid and honest, the anxiety of the side rooms here won't go away. Even if you want to believe it's not true, the suspicion that maybe it's true always lurks. Forcing suspicion can create new negative emotions. Then I'll be in trouble later.

So Deanna not only denied the rumors directly from the front, but also showed up as a "red rose" who would say, "It doesn't matter if it's true." What matters now is not exposing the veracity of the rumors. Because it's about calming and reassuring the 'Red Roses' side chambers, which are anxious and shaken by rumors.

Deanna floated a laugh, like a prankster, whose fruit, 'I found something' entertaining '.

"I am the Red Rose, the head of the side chamber. Even if" Peony "were to receive His Majesty's favor, would he be able to cross my position?

"But... if it comes down to something like giving you a heir,"

"Being a mother-in-law is not necessarily the same as being on the seat of a righteous queen. As long as I'm here, no matter what happens, I won't let 'Peony' do what he wants, and I'll never put it back in the post-summer palace."

That would be where they were really anxious. In fact, the side chambers that heard Deanna's proclamation turned out to be openly hoarse. Deanna, wrapped in a grin of "Red Rose" specifications, looked around the entire salon and ran out of words.

"I don't think so, but if the 'peony' people harass you or something, say goodbye to Sugu. I'll tell you how stupid it is to get your hands on my 'friends'."

"Yes!

"Thank you, Red Rose!

Clearly, it is an expression and dialogue that only 'villains' can see. But for the side chambers of today's 'Red Roses', there will be no more comforting words. Seeing the air loose perfectly, Deanna stroked down her inner chest.

(Don't worry about it for one second... I guess?

If I say all this out, there won't be a slight or softly rumored 'Red Rosemary' surprise. Deanna gracefully held the cup and raised her gaze as she asked Rita to pour her tea.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your tea will be cold, won't it?

"Right, right"

"You can't leave without a cup of tea invited by the Red Rose."

In the salon, he hit and changed, moving to a soothing tea party. Deanna finds herself slightly uncomfortable watching the ladies having tea and conversation thoughtfully.

(... I wonder what it is. Something, weird)

I can't say exactly what. I don't know, Deanna complains about her discomfort. Something's wrong, he said.

(But I wonder what's wrong. The situation in the side room at the tea party was generally as expected. And the flow of conversation......)

That's all I thought about, I noticed.

- It's too smooth, he said.

If you look again inside the salon, you will not see the side chambers classified as extremists even within the 'Red Rose'. Unexpectedly looking back at Rita and Yuri, they both returned a rugged gaze that they had noticed.

If the extremists' girlfriends were here, the conversation would have been more confusing. In any case, their aim is to win outright by fighting the 'Peony'. There's no way you can convince me with the phrase 'I'll protect you, it's okay'.

"... Dear Deanna, what do you do? Shall I call you?

"No, it's good. I don't even know what they're up to, but I can't hit them bad."

Deanna also whispers back to Rita's whisper. Yuri, who had refrained behind him, moved his eyebrows tingly.

"Dear Deanna, look over there"

"Huh?"

Deanna after Yuri's gaze. - There it is.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting!

"Well, Master Sophia.... Oh, what about you?

"Don't you know? This is Shayla Carrerdo."

Utterly. The salon, which had a soothing atmosphere, whispered in unison. Shayla's friends and the 'Hidden Neutralists' side rooms have a worrying look and some get up.

"Master Shayla? How come... Master Shayla Carrerdo isn't a 'Red Roseman'?

"Oh, but Shayla and I are going to take refuge in the Red Rose, right? Wouldn't it make sense for you as a person to say hello? … and apologize for your untimeliness."

A lowered voice. Shayla's shoulders, surrounded by extremist side chambers, shook in horror. Some side chambers, not 'hidden neutrals', not particularly associated with Shayla, do not hide their chilling gaze. Deanna was secretly shocked by the unexpectedly low number of side rooms in favor of Shayla.

I feel like I've just seen it. Within "Red Roses," I seem to wrap up with just one point: 40% "Hidden Neutralists," 20% "Extremists," and the remaining 40% are not particularly for either reason, I just don't like losing to "Peony." Normally, that's as much rebellion against Shayla as it is, but now rumors are circulating against Shayla in relation to the 'Peony'. Of the remaining 40%, few side chambers have a negative gaze on Shayla.

"Dear Shayla Carrerdo...... It's a good opportunity, I want to make sure. Is it true that you received the favor of His Majesty?

"It has also been whispered that His Majesty will not look upon the Red Rose because of your presence."

"Besides, I also heard you waved your tail to 'Peony' for protection while Red Rose helped you. If it's true, you can't complain about Red Rose hitting you in the face, can you?

The words of the side chambers are sharp. Suspicious of Shayla and shivering in anger, it has been passed down to Deanna, who watches what happens in the distance. As it is, it could be yesterday's comeback. Besides, this time in the 'Red Rose' salon.

Do you want to stop it? Standing up, Deanna stopped moving when she saw Shayla, shaking her shoulders but raising her face resolutely. Beautiful eyes are strong and brilliant, and their gaze looks straight at the side chambers.

"There is no way I can even know who His Majesty's favor is. But only one thing is clear. Even if the world ends, I will never be the Peony."

Rumors are better, it's a mistake. Shayla spoke out in grandeur, without being frightened even in her cold eyes.

Although Shayla has a flashy appearance that makes me want to protect her. I am reminded that its core is so strong.

A daughter who is not only strong, but also has the wisdom to hide the 'truth' that disadvantages her. It is a strong wilderness flower that, while firmly rooting on the ground, flows through the wind. Winning every headwind is difficult, but you never lose.

Even now. Side chambers frighten at Shayla's strong eyes, and step back as surprised even the extremist side chambers. It seemed as though we were headed for convergence as we did, then one of the most highly identifiable extremists - Countess Sophia Tandor, danced out in front of Shayla.

"Have a busy mouth! Why don't you think about your position for a moment?

"My position, is it?

"Shame on you that you will be made a 'peony' with the Red Rose sheltering you!

- That's it, Master Sophia.

Rin sounded tense and Deanna stood up. Slowly, but in a straight line, take the walk to the front of Shayla.

The salon was quiet. I can't think of any number of Deanna, such as the best measures I can take in this state.

"... Dear Shayla Carrerdo. Did I tell you about today's tea party?

"Yes, no..."

"Yeah, well, then there's no reason for you to be here."

As pale as possible, don't let your emotions get in. Perhaps all around, it even sounds cold.

Even if I know, now. This is the only way.

"No need to thank me or apologize. I did what I wanted. You should go back to your room and rest. You must be tired."

"Dear Red Rose!?

"I say 'unnecessary'.... Do you know what that means?

The eyes of the slit chief flushed away, and the extremists' side chambers hardened. Make sure they shut up, Deanna sees Shayla again.

"Come on, welcome home"

Now that there are bad rumors going on with Shayla, accepting Shayla is not a good idea. Then we'll have to push it back, but there's a party that can turn it around on the enemy, whether it's in a compassionate or stubborn way.

All I can say here, then, is to speak with as little emotion as possible. But Deanna's voice, the more she shreds her emotions, the colder and worse she sounds.

In a voice like this, it could hurt Shayla. Even if I know it, I can't offer any more measures right now for the "Red Rose" specification. I looked at Shayla with a feeling of prayer...

"I'm sorry. We sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused to 'Red Rose'."

Shayla bowed her head deeply and returned without upset on the surface.

But Deanna, who has treated me as' Dee ', cannot be deceived. Shayla behaves in a temperament and finds herself making that impossible.

... I hurt you. One who was in favor of 'Deanna' because of it. If I can only hurt you to protect you, isn't there any difference between me and the king?

While dropping off Shayla, who left the salon with dignity, Deanna desperately suppressed her wild emotions and maintained her faceless expression. As a "Red Rose," this is a strange place to be upset.

"... Red Rose"

"- You don't have to distract yourself from what you didn't even ask for. Dear Sophia, please be careful from now on."

Finally, stab the nail a little hard on the 'extremists'.

It looked graceful, hiding the pain in her chest, and Deanna returned to the seat of the 'Red Rose'.