The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

- It's been outrageous.

Although it is an unknown Shayla, I can see that the events of the last few days are not normal.

A sudden jump in one day was the news that Ms Sarah Maris was captured by a rear palace guard and handed over to the outer palace. Rumors spread that the woman, the samurai, who had been close to the chief woman, had been summoned one after the other and were being investigated as the entire rear palace emerged in that information, both authentic and unknown. Shayla found out that the rumor was correct because even to the maid in Shayla's room, a call was made.

"Master Shayla! Please, have mercy on us. We worked desperately for Master Shayla. Even when Master Shayla was taken away by Peony, he informed His Majesty and pleaded for help!

The summoned girls stuck to Shayla's dress and begged in tears. It's pitiful if you look at the flair alone, but what Shayla remembered about its content was fierce anger, not sympathy.

If you are a samurai with decent thoughts, such as rubbing in the rear palace, and telling His Majesty the King, who is busy in politics, about a lower end side room like yourself, you will not be the first. You came to the umbrella saying that Shayla was a 'pet princess', because she was specially thought of by the king, and did such an act of transcendence?... It is a shallow action to be thankful that no immediate protest came from the outer palace.

Shayla told the lady officer who picked them up that she was ready to 'confess' earlier and take her own if there was a mismanaged punishment. The woman, who has a reputation for being serious enough to float in the womb, took two samurai with her, laughing lightly and saying only, 'I appreciate the information,' she said.

The samurai stayed put and did not return to Shayla's room. The hole where they disappeared filled me in the place of the other samurai (tried to clean the room with the usual habit, stopped with tremendous momentum), and a few more days passed, one day.

"Welcome first, Lady Shayla Carrerdo. My name is Sharon Magnum, and I have lost my life to a new position as Chief of Staff. '

A magnificent woman with a beautiful posture and some harsh flair came to Shayla to bow her head. To the sudden events, Shayla pounded.

'Ah, the new chief lady, is it...?

'Dear Shayla, there is no need to honor me. Madam Chief, or Mrs. Magnum.'

'Well, but you're more like me, aren't you?

'Whatever your birth, you are now in your side room, officially chosen by the royal family. And I, who serve the royal family. No need for a salutation'

That being said, it is difficult to call a woman as old away as her mother, albeit in an official capacity. Shayla made a critical compromise within herself and decided to call this woman 'Mrs. Magnome'.

'So... Mrs. Magnum. I do have a side chamber, but it's the end of the end. I don't think the chief lady herself needs to be there to say hello.'

'That's not coming.... Hasn't your predecessor, Madam Chief, greeted Lady Shayla?

"Uh, a little when you let me through to this room..."

"Thank you very much."

Mrs. Magnome bows her head deeply. Shayla panicked.

"No! No, I don't care."

"Even if Master Shayla doesn't mind, it's too disrespectful for the young lady who came to the royal family."

"Even so, it's not Mrs. Magnum's fault."

"You can't be more rude to your predecessor than to hold the position of the same chief woman"

... Apparently, Mrs. Magnome is a persona with 'super' on top of the serious. As for her predecessor, Sheila knew almost nothing about anything that she had to do with, but she felt like she was going to be doing somehow well with this new woman.

'... Could it be that you're going around all the side room rooms?

"Of course not."

I'm instantly answered and laugh a little. - And I thought.

But how did the chief lady take turns?

'Yes, I should have told everyone in the side room about it, but I have a limited amount of time. Would you excuse me if I told you more about the situation than the new samurai with the room?

There is neither forgiveness nor forgiveness. When it comes to forcing explanations from the female chief herself, this (super) serious woman will repeat the same story fifty times. You can't make me suffer like that.

"Of course, that's fine."

'Thank you. And I apologize for your disrespect for not being able to apply a woman to Master Shayla. "

'Oh, don't worry about it. It's only natural that you can't have a woman in a side room at the end of my life.'

I'm about to say 'lady officer', and I rush to rephrase it. Shayla, who went up to the rear palace as a side chamber, but because her senses are close to ordinary people, I only feel overwhelmed when she is told that the aristocratic ladies are in a position to serve themselves.

To Shayla, who speaks only in awe, Mrs. Magnome smiled softly.

"We have heard what the samurai used to do in this room. Forgive me, but I hereby promise to come thoroughly through discipline so that this will never happen again. '

'... I'm fine, but if you've been in the back house and you've had hard feelings, there's a lot of you. Thank you for your consideration of them.'

I'm not sure why these words came up. Of course about the side-room buddies who have been abused by the 'Peony', but somewhere in their heads, that one thing that continues to fight lonely in the highest places may have been because of the flurry.

Two women, wearing samurai attire instead, came in after a warm laugh and nodded chief. One is still a girl and the other is a woman who makes adults feel calm. They were all together and bowed their heads.

My name is Ray.

'It's Marika. Best wishes!

"Ah, it's Shayla Carrerdo. Best regards,"

The girl named Marika laughed unexpectedly at Shayla, who was accidentally caught and bowed her head.

'Shit, Master Shayla. You won't lose your head to us ~'

"Huh? Oh, right."

He said, "I don't need a word of respect!"

Finally, a woman named Ray smacks Marika's head with a laugh.

"Marika. You must be rude."

'Oh, excuse me!

'And then it's not' me ', it's' me '. How many times do I have to tell you? Your lawlessness will be a disgrace to the Shayla you serve.'

'Wow, I'm sorry!

Marika in a hurry was really cute. Shayla laughs when she dulls.

'Maybe, Marika, you're not very used to the royal palace?

'Yes, yes! I was just hired yesterday.'

"To accompany the side chamber, I am a very immature daughter... but now the rear palace has an unprecedented shortage of manpower. I have a good heart, and I have an uplifting heart, so can you be patient a lot? '

Shayla smiled and nodded to Ray, who seemed sorry.

"Everyone is new at first. I'll be there for Marika so she can be a good samurai. '

'Oh, thank you!

Marika glistened her eyes and lowered her head. Brewing tea with a set of tea utensils Ray had prepared at some point and going into some tea time.

'... I don't know, though it seems like the rear palace has been tough here lately. What the hell happened?

Sit down and calm down, Shayla asked again. I wasn't familiar with the previous samurai, but with these two new, I can talk strangely and comfortably. Maybe it's because it doesn't feel expensive, like "It comes with a royal palace".

'... what do you say, it gets really long when you explain'

Summarizing what Ray told me, he said that what happened was that His Majesty the King looked back at the books of the past and noticed an unnatural move in the rear palace expenses. If you look at it every year, it's a good fit. That seemed suspicious to me a number of things: if you keep looking at it, the amount fluctuated dramatically, or vice versa, it wasn't moving.

The king, who felt odd, said he had proceeded with a detailed investigation and uncovered the fact that the former chief woman had been deceiving the books and committing embezzlement of public funds.

"Public money embezzlement, is it......!?

'Yes, it's outrageous. Her Majesty looked up about the former chief, and further learned that she secretly switched her rear palace equipment with artifacts, sold the real thing, and put the reward into her nostalgia, and grabbed evidence of it. "

At this point, the dereliction of office and deprivation of nobility of the former chief woman was like a decision. As a successor to the post of Chief Secretary, the King set a white feather arrow on Mrs. Magnum, who was famously a competent woman in the past, and moved to the captivity of the former Chief of Staff.

"The letter of appointment is now in the form of a follow-up, but Mrs. Magnome, sitting in the chair of the female chief, immediately looked into the abusive behavior of the former female chief in the backyard. In the past, she revealed at an alarming speed that she was doing shady figs on low-status samurai and female officers and threatening weak-handed female officers to carry them into evil. '

Having looked into the samurai, a woman who currently works in the rear palace, she carried out the disposition of Fury Tao yesterday, the day the letter of appointment arrived.

More than a dozen women officers who were awarded to the former Chief of Staff and who were burdened with embezzlement of public funds and the diversion of equipment were disciplined (fired). Although it did not benefit positively, it also imposed some punishment on women officials who had followed the former Chief of Staff, such as demotion and salary cuts, depending on the gravity of their crimes, and those who had followed the Chief of Staff, even if they had been held weak.

The samurai, though not originally under the authority of the chief lady (because the samurai is only a being privately employed by the royal family), had no forgiveness whatsoever for the new chief lady, who was temporarily granted full powers by the king this time. As with the women officials, those who had their hands on public money are dismissed. Furthermore, like the maids in Sheila's room, those who had not performed the duties assigned to them said that the severe dispositions ranged from dismissal to demotion to lower work to a degree.

I can say that the discipline of the rear palace has now been corrected, but there was also a problem. Too simultaneously, a large number of people were fired, resulting in a serious shortage of manpower. Especially from Peony and his friends, written protests were delivered to the new chief woman.... but.

"You are at the head of the side chamber. The Red Rose does not complain one bit about the number of less than ten maids and women officials. Are you going to live a life that is inferior to the Red Rose but more luxurious than the Red Rose?

You think the arrogant lady had to shut her mouth, too, to her icy gaze and words?

As for the peony, it is true that the number of samurai no longer reaches the lower side chambers. Mrs. Magnome was apparently getting ready to hire a new samurai at the same time as the disposition, and several girls were new and came as royal samurai. Marika is one of them.

"We, nobles, are noble, but poor, and live honestly and are no different from the people around us. I didn't behave, and I didn't think I could work for the Royal Palace or anything, but if I applied under No, I'd take it. '

Marika laughed openly when she said so. I can see that there is no cloudiness in that smile and I am not mourning my own state of affairs.

'Because I can work at the Royal Palace, I'm going to try my best to bury and save money and finally experience the nobility of my sophisticated uncle!

'Whatever your goal is, I hope you remember to behave sophisticated and elegant as soon as you can. Firstly, it is forbidden to use the terms' burly 'and' chiku 'and' ~ appearance ''

"Huh? So how do I put it?

"Don't you stretch the end of the story? What a lot of things to say." Work hard, "or" Be like a lady, "or" Aristocracy. "

'Oh, I see!

Shayla became overwhelmed by the exchange between the two samurai, who played in front of her, making a laugh that was not very elegant. Ray and Marika come with a decent face.

'Oh, I'm sorry...... But it's fun. I'm so glad you guys are in charge of this room'

"Dear Shayla..."

"Again, let me ask you a favor? Best regards, '

Ray and Marika also smile at Shayla, who chuckled fluffily, all aligned and bowed their heads. Shayla somehow felt like she was waiting for a lot of fun things to come.

'Speaking of which...'

'Yes?'

One laugh reminded me of the former chief woman, Mrs. Maris. If there is a diversion of equipment to embezzlement of public money, I feel like I don't just need to be exonerated and no longer noble.

Somehow I dived into my voice and asked, Ray nodded quietly as well.

'... Though I have sinned, for once, as the head of a female official, I am the one who served the royal family. His Majesty the King also said he was distressed about her disposition...... According to what I heard, it was supposed to be closed to monasteries in the province.'

"Yes..."

- Well, I thought. I wonder how that one, betrayed by his subordinates, who would have believed, feels now.

Shayla already knows that he's not as completely indispensable as they say he is. Clumsy but straight, with an honest heart like a child, how much would he have hurt in the next case?

... the man who lives at the apex is lonely. Like "The Red Rose," who has to smile no matter what, is he also pushing and killing his own thoughts and standing as a "King"?

Shayla was violently rocked when Juke suddenly started visiting the 'named' side room. And I was shocked by my shaken self.

That shouldn't have happened, because it was. Whatever he did, whoever he liked, it shouldn't have anything to do with Shayla, because it was.

No, I put a lid on my heart, ran around pretending I didn't know, and became the feather of paying for the escaped tsuke at the park games. If Shayla hadn't run away from herself, at least she could have bounced back with fortitude, such as her uncle's greedy rumblings.

As a result, even "Red Rose" was injured. Even then, Shayla was still not ready to face herself.

"- How can you help someone if you don't have the courage to face yourself?

That's when. A word of my best friend I ran into stuck deep into my chest. Dee poked brilliantly at Shayla's cowardice, who was trying to settle the conclusion of 'Helping the Red Rose' in order to escape from her heart and deceive her.

Yes - whether you put a lid on your heart or pretend not to see it, you can't 'not' what's there. Because Shayla's heart, it does work.

"My heart is only in Shayla" - in one sentence spelled that way.

"I feel sorry for myself right now, I can't show my face in front of Shayla" - you refused yourself, and I miss you when you make up your mind, and I want you to show me your face because it's okay to remain sorry, and I don't even think that's true.

'I'll be glad to hear all about Shayla then' - he sees himself, that was certainly a pleasure.

Even those letters come with so much emotion.

How can you tell me that I didn't find that source?

Come on, maybe I should have admitted it. The king said - Juke is special to himself.

At least, now, I want to see his face...

Conn, conn.

A very modest, knocking sound sounded.

Reflecting on what has been going on, and being alone in his thoughts, Shayla pulls back to reality and looks up.

"Yes, which one is it?

It is his job to respond to visitors if he lowers the samurai, a side chamber at the end that does not exist, such as during refraining. A quiet voice echoes in Shayla's ear, who raised her face with reflection.

"... it's me"

"Your Majesty!?

Surprisingly, Shayla was honest with herself at this time. The doors that had been shut so hard until before the parking party were opened.

Open the door and be even more surprised. Nestled in a dark, unpopular hallway, the king was alone.

"What's the matter, Captain?

"I overworked here, so I let you go."

"Were you alone?

I'm half-assed by actions that aren't even king-like, and more worried than that. Even though it was time for snow, it was hard to say that his outfit was sufficiently cold proof.

"Anyway, go inside"

"... you're letting me in?

I look at my eyes and feel bad about them.

"… it's all right now"

"Forgive me, I didn't think I'd get it..."

Whimpering, the juke comes in. Shayla quickly brewed tea in the hot water that she had prepared for me before the samurai fell back carelessly.

"What's wrong with wearing such thin clothes at this late hour? If you're here, you'll catch a cold if you don't get warmer."

"I didn't want to come. I'm still a long way from a fine king or a man. I'm not qualified to meet Shayla yet."

But you can't.

He shrugged, everything was different from the last time I saw him. Previously, he never had such a self-derisive grin. I didn't have such complicated colored eyes.

"I wanted to meet Shayla. I just couldn't contain my moving body."

- With such a weak attitude, yet I was never ready to smash, wrapped around the poor strength of giving up, etc.

… I leave this one alone.

In Shayla's eyes, there are tears. She gave herself up to first-time knowing emotions that seemed to overflow with pain and comfort at the same time.

"Shayla?"

"Your Majesty..."

Juke wipes away the overflowing tears. In a distorted vision, I don't even know his expression.

"Why are you crying?

"I don't know......"

I was just stuck in my chest. It was just painful.

- It was just delicious.

"Don't cry, Shayla. If they cry, I don't know what to do."

On my back, I felt a definite warmth. She is gently held over and deposits her head on Juke's chest. Juke stroked Shayla's head, shaking her shoulders, with a broken-handed gesture.

"Did I... did I make you sad?

"No, no, Your Majesty... I'm not sad and crying"

While squeaking up, Shayla looks for words to convey.... There was so much I had to say.

"I'm not mad anymore."

"Ah."

"Your Majesty's letter, I've read it many times"

"... ah"

"I'd rather talk like this than not be seen in your face, even if I feel sorry for you"

"... but I..."

"Your Majesty!

I don't know what I'm talking about anymore half the time. Whatever you want to say, Shayla solicits.

"It's pitifully good. It doesn't have to be splendid. … it's just that if Your Majesty is Your Majesty, that's fine with me"

That's right. That's all I need.

The only comfort I have is feeding the little bird, even in such a side room, one with a gentle eye.

One who honestly acknowledges his own mistakes and has the courage to face them right.

One who is mistaken, clumsy, but not afraid to move on.

That's the juke. And that's him, Shayla.

"Don't fix it, not in front of me. Don't try, at least, when you're here."

- People at the top, they're lonely. And the human beings around them, in a true sense, cannot heal their loneliness.

But if you understand the burden and still stay on your side without running away - even Shayla can.

In Juke's arms, strength caged. Hold him tight, keep him, and grab Juke's clothing hem while Shayla also understates.

"Shayla......"

He is called by name in his ear, weighed unsupported, and falls straight into bed. She was nervous for a moment, Shayla, but laughed softly at the sound of regular breathing that tickled her ears.

I guess you've been having sleepless days all along -.

Change her posture so she doesn't wake up, and Shayla whispers softly.

- Good job, he said.