The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

- When I did it, I sorted out my feelings.

Ever since I entered the rear palace in the summer and was stood in the midst of a Royal Palace power feud with no idea, until today, I thought, I kept turning a blind eye.

Inside me, in the deepest part, thoughts - "I want to protect what's important," from that heart.

I pretended not to see it because I was scared. I looked directly at the 'wish' and was afraid that I would be desperate to make it happen and be crushed all of it. One, because the stronger you wish, the more cowardly you are.

Because I became a 'Red Rose', because I had a faction, because there were rumors, because I was noble, because I took orders - so I had no choice.

By telling myself so, I have shed anxiety and fear and kept running. It's not "I'm here because I want to protect you," it's "I'm here to protect you," so think about it and fold it.

- But the more important one, the harder it became to keep deluding.

The fact that it hurt Shayla brought to life the desire to 'protect', which is in Deanna. Because I want to protect you, because I want to take care of you, I suffer a reality before me that I can't do that.

Now that the confusion has grown greater than the power to block anxiety and pretend not to see it, you can no longer continue to delude yourself.

Must have been the limit around here. My mother comforted me, and Deanna was finally able to honestly accept her heart.

"- Come on, it's back to normal."

Fione, who was sobbing just to cry and calming Deanna's makeup fix, nodded contentedly and stood up. By the way, cosmetic tools were boiling as a matter of course when Deanna noticed, so it seems this development was expected for Fione.

"Thank you, aunt"

"You're welcome.... your eyes are still a little red. Sister-in-law, do you still have time?

"Yeah, I think you'll be fine. Let's just relax here a little longer and then we'll go back."

Elizabeth, who was just laying her seat in the shade and brewing her tea, sneered at her. It is as if he were in the garden of his house. Don't poke around wondering where the sheets and a set of tea sets came from.

"But will the garden be okay?

"Ed will tell you if anything happens. Anyway, you need a little rest."

Elizabeth's eyes, always with a gentle smile, are tough now.

"Deanna. From now on, spit out your stupidity and dissatisfaction as well as your report in the letter. Don't be sweet at a time like this, when will you be sweet"

"... I meant to be sweet enough for the house"

"It's not enough yet. As a precaution, it doesn't fall within the sweet category of asking for an investigation, asking for protection."

That's my mother. Deanna's thought circuit, etc., seems a lot more promising.

Fione chuckled.

"Deanna's been, like, twice as indifferent to herself as a person, so hey. But it doesn't make sense that you're being pushed so hard because of that, does it?

"Absolutely. I knew this would happen, so I wanted to crack Duir's head open, but I wanted to stop him from entering the rear palace."

With a sigh of relief and fear, Elizabeth turned her gaze back to Deanna.

"So, Deanna. You're not leaving the backyard, are you?

- Yes, Mother.

Now that I've sorted out my feelings, Deanna is not lost. I snorted firmly.

"I am not going to be a 'sideroom' in the true sense of the word. Even from the rear palace, I intend to leave someday. It's not now."

"Yes.... then I will say nothing more, though. Anytime you need anything, just say it."

"Thank you"

At any given time, no matter what happens, only my family will be on my side. How comforting that is.

Fione, who was listening beside her to a short conversation about her mother and daughter, also laughed and said.

"While Deanna is" Red Rose, "I'll be out socializing more often too. You should have more information to pick up at all."

"Honestly, that's very much appreciated...... are you sure you want to stay at home?

Deanna just brought up a topic in public that she couldn't speak of.

"I was also sorry to call you today. There's also the store, even Duran and Paul."

"Even if I'm not alone, the store will go around. Those two aren't babies who can't do anything, so it doesn't matter."

And most importantly, there's Jin, and Fione smiled.

"You don't have to worry about me. First of all, helping Krester socialize is good for us."

"... profit, is it?

"Can we study the state of the art of the epidemic, inspect rival stores, inspect the 'production' of products, all of which are grand? It's not all beneficial."

"No one would ever think that a 'Nolan Clothing Chamber' general is playing 'single witch' in a noble society."

A store that deals with clothing for the upper classes in general, one or two of which are popular in contention, is the Nolan Clothing Chamber. It has its head office in Wang Du and branches all over the kingdom.

Before Deanna was born, Fione fell in love with the trail son of the Chamber of Commerce and secretly married him, without telling the aristocratic community anything. Her husband is now the third generation president of the Chamber of Commerce, young and prestigious.

Besides cutting up the shop as the wife of the president and being chased to raise her children, Fione also has the patronage of her husband, giving her maiden name and her face to the social world.

"When I hid my marriage, though I only thought it was because it was troublesome to make a bad noise. That would have been surprisingly convenient."

"In the first place, there is nothing in the past for the daughter of the Count family to marry a civilian. I don't even know if I'm allowed to."

"It's a world where civilians can be aristocrats, and vice versa."

Fione doesn't hesitate to make super use of the look of a luscious bad girl, but Vegan's girlfriend has a light personality who doesn't pay attention to the details. In a different way from Deanna, she's a less aristocratic woman. I went down to town, maybe it was good to reject it.

"There are so many people who think that the world is wrong, so we could have a gathering called Conservatives, right?

"You can't generally trump that claim, can you?... if you look at a real example like the current Baron Carrerdo"

"The man is also, though, a special exception. Legally, you're only the official protector of Shayla, you're a pain in the ass."

Deanna laughed bitterly at the murderous conversation between the two beautiful ladies.

"It's that kind of person. If you tap it, it will produce as much dust as you want, but you must avoid that tiredness extends to Master Shayla."

"Right. He's a midget, and Master Shayla will be in the palace in the future, so there's no need to rush him. Something that needs more urgency."

"Sarah Maris, right? How's she doing today?

"I'm leaving the back to you"

Precisely, I could only count on the back.

"The only way to drag her down is now."

"Because I can't wait any longer. It was only a bet to see if I could find a successor... what can I thank my aunt for"

"There is no one in the social world today who combines just the amount of skill she puts in the position of chief woman with her uncluttered position. Rely on me. You're right."

A woman who has no blood ties to the side chamber, is far from factional strife, has experience working in the rear palace, is married and has some status.

Fione was the one who stunningly found the successor to the chief lady who seemed more impotent to look for and dictated to me.

"That one's our 'customer'. I guarantee you personality."

"Yes, if it's tattooed by your aunt, you can come with confidence"

"The question is, will the outer palace move properly..."

Revealing and changing the evils of Sarah Maris is the work of the outer palace.

"From the outer chamber, I'll have it turned via Master Al, so I won't be crushed along the way,"

"I'm not worried about that. Your Majesty notices it or tells you so."

"Master Al's story says he's serious about politics..."

I'd like to think it's okay, but Deanna's for real.

"Even though it's going to be noisy before the descent festival (Les Armenies Arstos). I wonder if we can make it through this."

"If the senior officials connected to Sarah Maris don't get in the way, it won't be hard to change them, though."

"If you interrupt me, that would be a stepping stone to grabbing the tail of evil,"

When Deanna said that she wanted to clean up the trouble once if she could, the two adults shook their heads sideways all together.

"You shouldn't expect that. Didn't you get any concrete evidence to show the people connected to Mrs. Maris?

"'Darkness' fished me all the way, but nothing like that. Nevertheless, what I have explored is, at best, about the secretary's office. If you officially check her mansion, her apartment, etc., you may find something again"

"I don't know. They most likely used Mrs. Maris from the beginning with the intention of cutting her off. I don't think I'm gonna come here and let you get the evidence."

"But if the chief woman gets caught and testifies, she's in danger. Can't you think of a rush to get the bollocks out?

"I wonder if that woman will testify. If we keep our mouths shut about ourselves, we'll lighten our sins."

Mmm, and Deanna shut up.

"Can't you sweep it...... It's a hassle."

"Right. Well, you'll have another chance."

"Now, anyway, we have to do something about Sarah Maris."

I can't let her stay in The Chief of Staff any longer. It's for the rear palace, not only for the whole royal palace.

"You three, it's time."

I just got a paragraph of the story, and Edward gave me a peek in the face. Apparently, the show is coming to an end. The park tournament is almost over.

"We have to seed the last trick."

"Still, you've come up with that, haven't you?

Asked by Fione, who apparently had noticed the 'setup', Deanna laughed.

"It's not me. It's Shayla's idea."

Trees that are planted to enclose the courtyard, or plants. They were decorated beforehand with colorful silver paper. It's not just a decoration...

"I have a small gift for everyone who wants it today. Decorated with garden trees, please take home a beautiful and sweet treat"

This way the trees without flowers will also be vibrant, and the Rear Palace Garden Games will make an impression on the people, and then it will be easier to clean up the decorations and three birds a stone, is what Shayla said when she happened to meet before the Garden Games. Some of the silver paper contains a little bit of the confectionery that was served at the park today.

Deanna was chewing up a paragraph of relief for once, looking at the people who would shine their eyes like children and reach for the plants, all good if it was over.