The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

Between the things you look into, Alford brings you meals and drinks, listening to reports of the investigation.

- If you noticed, the day was rising to a considerable height.

Alford, who has made several visits, cuts out with a difficult face.

"Juke, I need to talk to you about one thing."

"What?"

"Would you like to request the cooperation of the outer chamber in this case?

To Alford's suggestion, which I never thought he would, Juke stops by accident and stares at him.

In sight, Alford nodded.

"Now moving mainly are those of the Knights of the Royal Palace who are close to the conservatives of radical thought. If we just sneak out of the shadows and explore their movements, the Kingsguard (us) will suffice. but what Juke would rather know is that the nobles who planned this matter - rather than the officials, right?

"Oh...... you do"

"Then I think we still need a collaborator on the civilian side. You can't ask a bad opponent, but the outer palace has a good heart, and most importantly, an excellent staff. Now, little attention has been paid from the upper levels of the Royal Palace. If we're going to smell a reversal while we're secretly carrying it, there's no one more we can count on."

Alford's words are good. If we do everything we can to solve this situation without sacrificing anyone. Increasing the number of collaborators is also an important hand.

But.

"It's not like when I was a former chief maris. The Knights are moving this time. If those in the outer chamber who have no fighting skills are found, could they be in danger?

"Well, there will be no safer safety than this happened. - But, Juke. Civilians and martial arts officers are prepared to fight their own battles if they want to be honest with their duties. It's just different places to fight."

If they are genuine officials. Alford assured me that he wouldn't be timid that his life was in danger.

Take his strong gaze - Juke, slowly shake his neck vertically.

"Okay, Alford. I need you to talk to the outer room. - But there's one condition."

"What?"

"Don't make the request for cooperation a 'royal fate'. Keep it for my personal 'every favor' only. It's the outer chamber that decides whether to take it or not."

It was. It was an unusual 'condition' as a 'king'.

Alford's eyes widen.

"Are you insane?

"It's insane. To me now... I don't deserve to impose the actions of others by wielding kingdom on such an unknown young man."

The more you look into "The Count of Crestor's House," the better. The more I think about it, the better.

I get my own ignorance stuck in my obscurity, and I get relieved.

What I had previously believed collapsed, and I don't even remember the footsteps at which I would stand...... it was an overwhelming fear.

For example, various testimonies about the house, which were housed in the conciliation bureau. And the words of our lords in history.

For example, the territory of the house and the figure of the people who live there. And the land 'ruling' by the clan.

It emerges by tying history, "The Count of Crestor" -.

"I didn't know. It's not about getting done."

"Juke?"

"If you have any doubts, think about it, you must have figured out a lot. I assumed that everything I was taught was the 'right answer' and from behind it or another angle, I didn't try to review it again." Knowledge "is not something you get passively. Even if the first entrance is given to others, understand its contents and verify it from all angles to see what it means. How do I feel about it and what do I think? After pursuing it so deeply, you can finally get the knowledge."

Thinking, being forbidden to question, such a thing is just a trick. Because Juke was not shackled in his hands and feet and physically restricted in his actions.

If you really want to know. Don't you rely on an "educator" or something? Why don't you just go to the library and become a library yourself and check it out? If you had questioned their words and were forbidden to bump them, you should have moved to dispel that doubt on your own.

All the mockery, it comes to me.

"The more I know, the more I know. The King is a long way from home."

"So... you don't want to give orders?

"There's that too. If it's true, I guess it's the muscles that keep my head down to the outer chamber as just a 'juke'..."

It is unlimited that Juke can reach the outer chamber without anyone finding him. At the end of the day, it is predictable that you will never be able to return to this room again and will receive a total attack from conservatives and innovators.

Alford seemed to think the same thing and shook his head sideways.

"I know how you feel, but don't. Because the King is missing, there are aspects of him that aren't working as well as they think."

"Really?

"Originally, it was almost arbitrary. No problem if you go after the king and get permission, but on the contrary, if the king tells you something, you could be in a bad position at once."

"I think I've been dealing with nobles lately, worried about turning the queen into a red rose. When I nod at the Red Rose's captivity, do they really think about it?

"I'm sure your heart is in Shayla's hands."

What emerges from it is, after all, the involvement of those who are in the rear palace. Red Rose in the Back Palace - If you carefully explore Deanna's condition, you will somehow feel that what is between you and Juke is not love, but a kind of fellowship. I didn't want to incite rumors without darkness, so Juke didn't dare to visit Deanna at night.

"It was really unfortunate luck that you were dazzling your location before this noise happened. While the king's thoughts cannot be read, neither will the nobles who plot the unexpected be able to strike out their hands. current situation, will be the most efficient time earner"

"Sometimes my thoughts come in handy."

"Stop masturbating.... Then I'll go to the outer chamber."

"I'm sorry. Regards."

"Then..."

Alford hesitates a little and continues.

"If I could attach the cooperation of the outer chamber. I want to drop Keith over here. Do you mind?

"Get Keith?

Juke secretly likes Keith, who is always calm and makes a dignified point even with his king opponent, and then respects Juke's decision. Sure, he can be trusted.

"You... what are you gonna do?

Juke understood right between Alford's lines. I won't be able to run Juke's errands for a while. That's what Alford would say if he wanted to choose Keith as its understudy.

Asked Alford, sigh quietly.

"Me too... really a few things, but I think there's only one thing I can do. It's just a battle to see how I move and what changes. But I want to keep my hands on what I can."

"For that, are you leaving this place"

"It's not that long. I'm sorry I can't be specific.... leave the side for a while, will you forgive me"

To Alford bowing his head, Juke nearly smiled.

"You don't have to ask me for forgiveness. You do what I think you need."

"Juke......"

"All the time, all the time.... I'm sorry, Alford"

Anyway, what he was trying to do had predictions for Juke as well.... If you think back to him since Deanna came to the rear palace, the answer is right there.

If this speculation is correct. I wonder how much I have hurt and tormented Alford.

(I really... can't help it)

Alford left, in the room where he was alone.

The sound of my dry breath sounded louder than I thought.

The 'answer' to the outer chamber becomes apparent before it goes so far.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty. … this is also something you've brought in a long time"

Keith came to Juke's caged room, not unlike the last time we talked, in a mood that didn't make him feel any noise. Juke quietly, looks at Keith.

"Keith Heisett, assistant director of the outer palace room.... Do you mind if they say 'this'?"

"- Your Majesty. You've got good eyes now."

Behind the glasses, I can see Keith's eyes lodged a soft light.

Sewing between the materials piled up on the floor of the room, he approached loosely.

Stop in front of the desk, - but Keith, don't bow his head.

"Alford told me it was the 'juke', not the 'king', who wanted the outer chamber. So this isn't an order, it's just a request for cooperation."

"Oh, you're right"

"Your Majesty is aware that this is the case and that if you make a mistake, you will even destroy yourself - still, you intend to be scratched to the end to save those who deserve to be saved and to judge those who deserve to be judged, without sacrificing anyone"

"I don't think so now. I can't behave as foolishly as I've ever noticed."

"- Before His Majesty's readiness, a coward who runs away with his tail wrapped around him is not in the outer chamber"

With graceful tricks, Keith kneels on the floor. That's the same since ancient times, courtesy of his subjects showing loyalty to the King -.

"Thank you for waiting. - Our king."

"... please don't. I... don't deserve that thank you."

"It has nothing to do with what His Majesty thinks of you. I, knowing His Majesty's readiness, wanted to serve this king. Therefore, I owe my gratitude only to His Majesty King Juke de Rail Elgrand."

An unmistakable, powerful voice. I know Alford so well that he doesn't like the phrase 'I'm prepared to fight for a civilian, too'.

I can't give you direct access to the king, in such inequality. For the sake of the people, officials who are ingenious and doing their best in what they are given. Can Juke fulfill, and become, such a 'king' as can reward him for such a thank-you?

(Confidence, even if you don't. To the foolish self, even in despair -!)

There's only one thing we should have here right now.

"- Let's take that heart. The heir of Heisette, a mighty man."

Accept him and not betray him. - Well, just be absolutely ready.

Urging his head up, Keith stood up to flow. The look is hopeful, but tougher than that.

"... you must be tired"

"Do I look that way?

"Alford's story says you haven't slept one night since last night. As a minister, I should advise you to take a break..."

That forethought alone made me understand. He said there was some movement.

"I don't mind. Alleged"

"Yes. - Some bureaucrats of the Ministry of the Interior, several consecutive members of the Knights of the Royal Palace, issued a petition for execution of the side chamber 'Red Rose', Countess Deanna Crester, and by several mediators of the Mediation Bureau, an immediate permit was issued. Tomorrow at noon, in front of the royal palace, the execution of Red Rose is scheduled to take place."

Even though the windows are closed, the fireplace burns red and the room is warm.

The moment I understood the meaning of the word - my whole body was attacked by the illusion of freezing.

Soon as I restrain myself, Bang! and both hands slap the desk.

Before becoming aware of the pain, Juke was screaming.

"Do something unsolicited! The Red Rose is a pretty aristocratic daughter, except it's a side chamber. Have they even forgotten that the execution of nobles requires the King's permission!!

"It seems tentative because the whereabouts of His Majesty at heart may not be known."

"Even if it were provisional, it would not be tolerated. Is it also conclusive evidence that the Red Rose is involved in Shayla's abduction in the first place?

"There will be no such thing. There's no way there's any evidence that I didn't do it. At best, the paranoia of those captured," To make the power of the Red Rose certain. "

Although words are polite, the content of the statement is quite drastic Keith. Juke went deep and nodded.

"I don't think so. Are those plotting to embed the Red Rose going to use such absurd statements as evidence to take the life of one daughter?

"So far, so good."

"Stupid!

Not if you're dazzling your whereabouts. That's the only thing that can stop this execution, Juke with royal authority.

I was just about to get up, and Juke... I noticed Keith's thoughtful glance standing in the front.

Slowly return the body to the chair. Juke asks Keith.

"Keith. Something bothering you?

"I'm thinking about why they've been using these hands now. … of course there is no doubt that the Red Rose is in the way of them"

Tell me, I also think juke.

On purpose, set the time of execution at 'noon tomorrow'.... If you want to stop it, you can stop it, publicly announce that time.

- No way, their aim is.

"Me... is that it? Are they waiting for the King, who doesn't know where he is?

"I think that's more likely, too"

"But! Bring me out, what are you up to? You think I'll allow the Red Rose to be executed, as they say?

"You think. … Your Majesty. Extreme conservatives in the Home Office have wasted confidence in raising His Majesty as the 'Conservative King'. I honestly didn't think they were successful in their way, even though I saw His Majesty shortly after his reign."

"No...... I was their puppet back then."

"If His Majesty really was a puppet that moves as conservatives would. There is no such thing as a backhouse in the first place, and His Majesty would have welcomed the Marquis de Landrose to Her Majesty the Queen?

To a word I never thought I would, Juke didn't know it and stared at Keith in front of me.

It's hard to decipher the inside of him with a faint expression, but I can see in the atmosphere that Keith isn't blaming Juke.

"His Majesty was unconsciously aware of their threads. And only the yarn in the part that I could never give away didn't dawn on them. - I don't mean a doll who can recognize the thread to which he is connected."

"... are you encouraging me"

"I can only say the facts. I've had a reputation for being unfriendly."

Keith was thin and exhaled.

"To me and to our room manager, Your Majesty seemed that way." I raised a king, "he said. His nostrils are so confident in his education. Even now, as long as we talk face-to-face, you're assuming we can speak of His Majesty."

"Going out to crush that assumption - is that a bad hand?

"Not bad, but I personally thought it was premature. It is not only the outer chamber (us) that is entirely on your side in the outer chamber. I can't use my powers to push reason through, because I can't use my skills."

If you do poorly, you could even be in danger to Juke. Keith is turning away, pointing out the possibility. For a man who thinks about turning a king into a puppet, "Juke" is a necessity.

(Life is wasted, not...)

Light or heavy, there's only one thing. I don't think I should go wrong with its use.

To exonerate anyone who tries to push this ploy with confidence. Is there any other hand that Juke can hit besides confronting them directly?

(The point is, if the innocence of the Red Rose can be proven and the sins of those who set the Red Rose in a trap are revealed -)

Think that far, Juke casually, lowering his gaze on the desk.

Reports on the territory of the Crestor family, their genealogy, their history books, the records of the conciliation bureau… look around at them that I've been reading all I can think of.

- A dazzling light ran through the back of my brain super fast!

Kicking the chair, Juke turns one bunch of paper on his eyes after another. The ones on the desk were not enough, especially focusing on the old ones from the conciliation bureau, to look for the description of the subject.

(Not this! Oh, which one...!

"What are you looking for, here?

A calm voice comes from the side. If I turned around surprised, Keith was giving me an old booklet, with a natural face.

"You can be keen on what you look into, but it's also important to look at folds and organize your materials properly. When something comes up that you want to check out, like right now, it reduces the time to look for it."

"Ah, ah..."

The booklet I snorted and received was exactly Dompisha. What you want to know is a record, well kept.

An aristocratic parliament, which brings together all the nobles in the country to deliberate on the country's important policies. Some kings do not experience parliament because it is not open when there is no case. That is exactly what Juke's father was like, and vice versa, Juke's grandfather, the reign of the kings of earlier generations, frequently had parliaments about what to do with the outside world, about the rising powerful people, etc.

And to this House of Lords. There's another face.

Of royalty, acquitted...

With regard to the royalty who is alleged to have sinned, reveal its veracity and determine the sentence by the gravity of the sin.

Finally, ending the civil unrest in Azur, the royalty will no longer be held guilty. It is therefore obsolete and a 'role' that we cannot be sure of without even checking the literature of Juke, the king… the Lordship Council has a 'court' aspect of the royal family.

Deanna is a side room, not strictly royal.

However, she is the daughter who is given "Between the Red Roses" and is at the apex of the present rear palace in the absence of the righteous queen and is entrusted to represent the righteous queen at official events. About two hundred years ago, when a noble lady was charged with a crime just before she became a righteous queen, the king at the time is convening an aristocratic council on an exceptional basis. More than there has been a precedent, it should be possible to hold a congress on the grounds of Deanna's 'sin'.

Looking at Keith for confirmation and eating in the right place... the competent official seemed to have guessed everything and snorted firmly at me.

"In this situation, it is not unnatural to hold a congress in the name of 'convicting the side chamber' Red Rose '. Neither conservatives who want definitive arguments for the execution of Red Rose, nor innovators opposed to her execution, will likely rebel against Congress, which can express its own opinion. - Above all, with this hand, we can blur to the limit where His Majesty's will is."

"Oh, you're right. To prepare the basement of the counterattack on those who aim for the Red Rose so that they do not understand my thoughts… I can strike with the authority of the 'King', one-handed"

Those who seek Deanna's execution do not realize that Juke is manipulating himself 'yarn' and trying to get out of it. I don't care if they know otherwise, but I'm guessing they're setting up such a deviant behavior because they all believe the 'king' is a 'doll'. If the perceived incompetence increases the opponent's imperfections (mistakes) and, as a result, may open the way to hunting down enemies, it's as good as being insulted.... who should have been insulted in the first place, the 'King of Jukes' so far.

One of the powers conferred solely on the 'King' is to hold the House of Lords. If you're Juke, who was acting like you lost Deanna to the Queen, it's not surprising that you were surprised by the sudden news of 'Red Rose Binding' and gave your life in Congress to measure its veracity.

Those who want official permission from Juke for the 'Red Rose Execution' should be fortunate enough to take a trip to Congress for this. Whatever the worst Congress can do about it, it can be executed as long as it comes down with the permission of the 'King'. They will not reject Parliament because they insult Juke.

That's how you lure the cowards to a place of 'legitimate deliberation' - proof of Deanna's innocence and their sins.

So much so that he filed a plea for execution. They will have already made up the charges for the side chamber 'Red Rose' and have also compiled the investigation report. I believe it's all about getting Congress to publicly acknowledge Deanna's execution, and it must come.

But the aim of Juke's, the 'king' who called the council.

"It is the House of Lords who is free to speak, whoever is in the ranks of nobility. - Naturally, the Earls of Crestor can move in dignity without worrying about the royal palace status in that place."

It securely encloses those who seek to harm Deanna and provides a place where those who seek to save Deanna can move as far as they want. - For this purpose, it is a fabric stone that can only be struck by the 'king'.

Keith nodded at Juke's words and gave him a peek at him guiding Juke somewhere even in his faceless expression.

"... Are you sure?

"What?

"They execute 'the execution' in the name of the royal palace - it should be an accumulation of hearts to carry out in His Majesty's name. In this situation, if the Crestors are allowed to move freely..."

"I'll be the object of 'em' anger, too, huh?

The fallen silence is a testament to affirmation. Juke smiled a little, bitterly.

It's called Alford, it's called Keith. There are many overprotective favorites around you.

"Assuming 'em' target includes me, then I'll have to accept it."

"But, Your Majesty"

"... rather, given the way I did to her. I think 'em' is something you've often been silent about and even watching me do."

Not exaggerated, not anything. The more I look into The Crestor Family, the more honestly Juke doesn't know why I'm still in the seat of The King. Even though it is not strange to be discerned sooner and to be disobeyed.

The juke twisting my neck makes me fall out of my voice somewhere.

"I don't think so. Taking the fools on the road, with the intention of destroying themselves?

"I don't think that's one hand. I'm going to scratch my feet, scratch my feet, do what I have to do, and still use it as a last resort if there's nothing I can do."

If Deanna is to sacrifice Shayla, she doesn't need a throne. If dying is the only way you can quit the 'king' by being convicted, that's one choice.

But even though only two people have subordinates who swear their heartfelt allegiance to 'King Juke', they won't be able to choose doom cheaply. There is no betrayal worse than this against those who believed in me.

Keith's voice softened to see if Juke was ready.

"Including how the Crestors come out. You're going to be carrying everything, and you're going to have a congress, right?

"It won't be a big deal at this time, such as where I stand. Safely rescue Shayla, clear the red rose wet clothes and uncover the sins of the cowards who tried to tangle them in a dirty trap. What I need to do is do it, and what I can do now is prepare the ground so that those who can do it with certainty can do their utmost. There is nothing more foolish than to lose sight of your purpose in the first place by entering into protection because the aftermath may be on you."

"Your Majesty, have you not thought about cutting off the cowards yourself?

"To be honest, some people want to. But......"

inside the room and its own standing position.... and this situation where the 'enemy' is licking the juke.

Overall, judging by Juke, it was not considered a very good idea for the 'king' to come out.

"I only know the movements of those who captured the Red Rose by hearing from Alford again. The execution of the Red Rose is only one day away tomorrow at noon. In this short time, in a current situation of overwhelming lack of manpower, it is impossible for me to move secretly to find out the truth and even to find evidence. Rather than that, it would be better to get upset by this reality that sprang up down and come up with a desperate to hold a congress with no head and let it seem mundane... it would also be a good glare at the masterminds"

"In other words, you're going to make yourself a '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' ''

"I just scratched my feet, and I don't know how effective it is."

Now that I have perceived the thoughts of those who want to 'doll' themselves, Juke's self-esteem is shaking off zero and negative. - But if you don't have an evaluation from the beginning, you don't have to feel comfortable rejecting it. I can't and feel as good as I originally felt.

What did you think of such a juke, Keith's lips moved slightly to create the shape of a grin.

"Your Majesty's heart, I only accept. Give me the letter of death and we'll move."

"... are you all right?

A decree of the king's life passes to the outer chamber, which has no direct right of appeal to the king. If we do that, Juke is in danger that the outer palace chamber will attract all the attention in the royal palace at once, but Keith responding is a cool face.

"We have some tweaks, too. I'm not proud of you for putting your demands on the wrong hands, but there's no one on our right."

"... well. You're always struggling."

"Never mind. It's a letter of death, more than about us. Returning unaware of His Majesty's office..."

"Oh, then there's no problem. Just in case, I have a set of tools for my regular duties."

I just decided to cage for something to look into, but with Alford saying to me, "I don't know what's in it," I was ready to do my errands here as well. Really, Alford is helping me from what to what.

Prepare a letter of life with Keith's advice, and entrust him with what he can. Keith, who once stopped by the outer palace room and said he would be back after exchanging information and future steps, was somewhere sunny in spite of this.

"You've been sticking around for a long time, haven't you?

"That, of course. Even if you risk your own official life, you can do everything in your power to keep the kingdom safe. If you can't do anything, there's more time for a government official than looking at your fingers outside a mosquito net."

Juke found out that the calm and sedentary assistant director of the outer chamber, immobile to everything, was actually surprisingly belligerent, an act.

- Time flies by. Keith put together the chambermen in the outer palace, and we prepared ourselves to hold an aristocratic council without being on the table. Alford, who returned along the way, assisted me in making sure the outer palace room moved smoothly by keeping a close connection with Keith while moving the Kings Kingsguard Knights.

Juke received such a report from them, sometimes giving instructions, while continuing the 'investigation' which was the original purpose….

(Is this... the 'truth'?)

Finally, we came to one conclusion.

It's already sundown outside. Until sundown, those who were busy searching for the King would be about to be quiet.

Ask the Kingsguard to check the road to your destination so that no one can find you, just in case, and then keep an eye out.

- Juke took Alford and gently left the room.

(creepy enough, that's quiet...)

Still, I don't feel like talking about anything. Keep walking silently.

The place I came to was the entrance to the dungeon, with no watch...

"Really... no one"

"Exactly at night, I think I tried to keep an eye on him. It's so unlikely that a soldier ordered to watch knows about" inside "that he's invited to skip it."

Alford calmly returns it. Because you don't know where the eyes are, it's a tribute.

The Kings Kingsguard Knights believed that most of them were elected from conservative houses, but the truth is that the house is that many conservatives, even conservatives, are not so biased in their own thoughts, and they have a wide friendship. "I have a friend on the night shift just today, I'll ask him," he said to Juke's hope that he would "keep his watch away," and was surprised to get back from one person instantly.

- Really. All I don't know, I'm reminded.

"Alford.... here, please. Don't let anyone through."

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Leaving the entrance near the trusted side, Juke walks down a dim staircase, alone. I guess the spiral staircase that seemed forever wasn't actually that deep. Walking straight through the open space in front of me... I knew right away where the girl I was looking for was. A small orange light is either stirred by the breeze blowing in or dancing irregularly.

"... red, rose"

And he stood in his footsteps, and was on the other side of the cold iron lattice, and called the man. If you're a girl growing up late at night, it's not strange to be asleep.

- Your Majesty.

Brighten the sun-like golden hair with the light of a star that zeroes out of the skylight.

The one who was looking up at heaven with the eyes of the Aokai, who nurtured his life, while standing in a beautiful position, looked back in a curly way -.

"I believed you would come."

It also means that this is the prison.

It also means that your own life is a light in front of the wind.

Brilliant enough not to make you feel everything, I made you laugh.

I feel desperate for that smile, straight and cloudless, that I'm about to fall off my knees.

Apologize for crawling squat (Tsukuba), and the only thing that makes it easier is how Juke feels. I didn't come this far for such a selfish sentiment.

Breathe in heavily. - I took a step.

"Can't you sleep?

"... Exactly. Because of my lack of reading, there are still people who are unsure of their cheapness. I'm not going to sleep until I make sure he's safe."

"If it's about Shayla, it's not that she was sick. In the first place, everything from the beginning - mine, sin."

And the place, the rear palace.

It was also that pushed Shayla into this position.

All without Juke thinking, the result of the move...

"No, Your Majesty. Not everything is Sire's sin."

Slowly, her lips move.

"This is how the present rear palace has taken shape. One reason for this, I'm sure, lies with His Majesty. But at least, your Majesty must not blame you for this incident. - To be blamed and judged should be those who planned and plainly executed such evil."

"Because I was stupid. Do you not think that such a man sprang forth?"

"Even Kings of Wisdom can't completely exclude the uncomfortable. He who plots evil, even bears the responsibility of his being, will fall upon His Majesty."

"That was... really sweet. Until they push me into this dungeon, they'll try to shelter me and support me."

It's not like you don't know that you're about to be executed for no so-called sin -?

To Juke, who asked, she - Deanna smiled as troubled.

"Exactly, though this is the first time they've even brought it up to execution (guillotine). I'm used to making sins and bad reviews that I don't remember."

"You did. The misfortune of others is above all entertainment, the infamous' rose of ice flames' -"

Squeeze quietly.

Juke, straight from the front, shot Deanna in the eye.

"Wasn't it painful? No matter how ancient the promises are, living in a noble society remains misunderstood in such bad reviews."

That, of the moment.

Deanna's change in expression was dramatic.

My eyes were opened to the extreme, and that gaze looked at something beyond the juke.

After a few seconds - what emotions came to mind.

"Your Majesty -!"

Undisputed, it was a joy.