The Kingdom of Everlasting Night and the Last Ball

"Dia, why don't you go hunting in the winter?

"I can't solve it. Why would a fiancée who is no longer a fiancée come to see you so soon"

"I'm sorry, my hair still seems to be there. Still, if it's okay, why don't you join us?"

It was Ricardo, who had just broken up his engagement, who visited the building at night that day.

It was yesterday that I agreed to dissolve my engagement.

Yet why have you come here less than a day later?

Dia looked back with a giggling frown and stared unexpectedly at Ricardo standing at the entrance to the room.

To such a dia, for some reason Ricardo had narrowed his blue eyes and smiled, and the bright blue hunting outfit on his silver thread hair and blue eyes suited his neat appearance very well.

Lace knitting, embroidery, etc. also flourished as a favorite hand job on a crescent moon night that could not confirm the brilliance of fine woodland crystals.

Because it is a royal costume that gathers pieces of that skill, it becomes beautiful.

However, embroidery seems to be the most expensive Weem-based fairy embroidery, handled by Verclair, a country rich in witchcraft, and the embroidery of fur citals rarely circulated as an expensive one commensurate with its beauty.

The embroidery of Fursital, which cannot be sewn into blessings or sorcery, is just beautiful and is not suitable for the attire of noble people who want to consolidate the protection of sorcery even from what they wear.

When she closes the book in her hand, Dia looks up at Ricardo with a frightened look on her face.

There was no better disguise for thought than reading, but I was totally thinking about it because of it, and I was heartily anxious for Ricardo's abrupt visit.

I haven't seen Noin today.

It's about him on a whim.

As it is, it is also conceivable that Dia will not show up until she is killed.

"Your Highness, if it's a winter hunt, why don't you join your fiancée? It's up to your fiancée to take care of the neighborhood."

"Of course I don't mind that, but you should still come over here. The ladies who don't go hunting seem to be having a tea party with their mothers. As far as I'm concerned, I don't want to use my precious sister as bait for the forest wolves."

"........................ I'm going hunting. But I don't want to feed the forest wolf on this street, so please, Your Highness, be organized with your fiancée or your fiancée's lover."

"It's inconvenient, but I guess you're making the right decision. I will."

That's right. Ricardo smiled, and someday he decided to publicly proclaim Dia as his sister.

From the chatter of the samurai who prepared us for breakfast this morning, it appears that in the Wang capital, the First Prince finally looked to his own well-being after the amulet of Dia.

It's more favorable than I thought for Dia, who broke her engagement, but her interest and support are all Ricardo's.

(I wonder if that's why she's my sister...)

I'm sure you've come to rescue that pretty little sister from the Queen's Tea Party, where the ladies are waiting to hear about the divorce.

But at the same time, this is also part of Ricardo's hustle and bustle of broken engagement and continuation.

You're right about this. Dia is like a sister, and you two want to show your surroundings that you're close even if you dissolve your engagement.

As long as it was well known, everyone thought that even if Dia had lost her life on prom day, it would have been unpredictable for Ricardo.

(Even if you're laughing at me like this, you're gonna kill me)

I think so bitterly and nod at Ricardo for telling me that this winter hunt is about lowering a new bow and arrow.

People on the side of choosing and discarding are always calm and gentle.

Until now, scattered, the value of human life called Dia has continued to shake.

I believe that the first attempted poisoning that occurred around the time I met Noine was a restraint on Dia, who was secretly plotting to leave the royal palace at the time.

At that time, Dia thought she'd rather stay away from this royal palace than live as Ricardo's fiancée.

But more than I did to my fiancée, I was oblivious that Dia was useful to Ricardo in some way.

Did you strike your hand so that you wouldn't run away, or was your power cut off in the sense that you didn't do anything against our intentions?

(I think what Ricardo needed me for back then was the period necessary to take in those who were Duke of Girasfi families by sheltering me...)

The second attempt at poisoning was the day Ricardo met his destined lover.

It was very easy to figure out what was going on there, and I really didn't need Dia for the ball that night.

Unlike the first time, which was just enough to make it impossible to move, the second time was where he could have been buried, but even if the expansion was too brief, it would hinder his position as his first prince.

That's how the last day I was chosen was the first ball after my engagement was broken.

I guess that day will also see the unveiling of the Marquis, who will be Ricardo's new fiancée.

What a worthy stage for Dia to choose too death of her disappointment.

(Master Ricardo waited a year. Clear and the engagement breakdown is over and my value is now completely gone................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Preparation for that day is thus gradually advanced, and is not unrelated to Dia, who is slain.

(Yet this is how you join the hunt as you wish, so you seem to be walking to get yourself killed even on your own feet...)

It is now time to think of it that way, and in Dia's position, we have no choice but to attend either a tea party or a hunt.

Eventually, we were to accompany one of Ricardo's knights on a winter hunt.

The first prince of this country still cannot be pulled out because wearing the knight leaves the form that Ricardo invited him to join.

"Dia. See you later"

"... Yes, Your Highness. Thank you for inviting me."

"I suppose you should call me cousin, but that's something I'm not used to. I think I've got you worried."

"No, that must have been all the time His Highness took care of me."

"Ha, I hope I can keep calling you Dia"

Smiling, stroking Dia's head, Ricardo leaves the room and walks away.

I could see slightly the knight waiting for Ricardo in front of the door, and I could see the knight I noticed pounding and bowing towards me.

(Ah, …………)

Dia knew the knight well.

He was always kind enough to run with me as an escort knight when I walked in the garden with Ricardo or when I went on a winter hunt with him as my fiancée.

He was married last fall and said he was about to have a child.

For Dia, one of those familiar people whose life and name are tied, who no other HR can do.

If Dia scratches her feet against her own destiny, she is one of those who may drive that destiny crazy.

The door closed.

The samurai need to change into winter hunting clothes, and they're talking about it, whether it's around Dia or not.

(........................... oh this is the time)

Dia is about to catch her breath at a time like this.

I threw everything out, I was alone, and that sweet knight also got time to wonder if Dia knew she was going to be killed on prom night.

But he smiled calmly and asked the samurai to help him change into winter hunting clothes, weaving a hunting coat backed by warm woodwolf fur.

Deere is a woman, not to mention taking part in the hunt.

It is an easy-to-move dress, but it must be ridden, and it will only be an outfit that emphasizes not being shaken off from the horse.

Looking out the window, the sky was covered in beautiful gray clouds and it was snowing flashly.

In this way, there is just snow in the woods, which will make it harder and harder to handle horses.

(..................... no way here?

That's what I think, and I shake my head that it won't be.

Dia must die in a place where everyone will know the tragedy.

Ricardo is not a foolish prince enough to set up in a place where suspicions remain, such as an accident in the winter hunting woods immediately after the divestiture of his engagement.

Farsital is a small country and the princes have a good relationship.

However, to reassure people that there is little inheritance dispute, the position of a prince is still an eye-catching one.

Even if you don't aim for the throne, the human mind is fragile and complex, and you don't necessarily have the right person to fall into a prince you don't like.

When would it have been?

To think about it just a little bit, Ricardo had spilled his stupidity about such a position.

'It's troublesome. It is my father who chooses me as his successor, but all the days until I become king, I will continue to be questioned about its quality by all those who are faceless. Even if they don't have the right to decide on an heir, they keep putting that on the scale knowing who of our brothers deserves the throne. "

It's also, I guess, human sexuality.

The factions are bright with it.

And irresponsibly and unconsciously, the folks who make it up are sometimes also a great malice.

"Strangely, then, obsession and ego arise as thoughts on what I like.... because my brothers are excellent, and because we have a good relationship, I must remain the prince who will inherit the throne '

Fortunately, the other princes of Pharsital do not wish to inherit the throne.

The second prince, who excelled in martial arts, wanted a position of command of the military and now has various experiences under the general.

It is not appropriate to elaborate an elaborate strategy, but it is an emotional benefactor of quality as a general.

The third prince, who laughingly praises Ricardo that he doesn't feel he can win if he argues with that, seems interested only in being involved in the royal position in the management and distribution of the country's resources, and in the rush with the merchants.

But he also has a typical youngest, and can't wait to publicly state that he loves his eldest brother Ricardo.

Also, there seems to be a bad feeling about politics and other cloudy and swallowing rushes.

(In that sense, I guess Ricardo is still the prince with the throne......)

The younger brothers and princes are also the proud royalty of the popular fursital, but in Dia's eyes, it is not the maintenance of the country that they are good at.

Although the king was a king, he was unsuitable.

(Dear Ricardo, a gentle and intelligent person,...... has a quick grasp of the situation in the wide area, cunning and ruthless aspects as well)

It was such a Ricardo that Dia moved fast the second time she fell.

He had Dia examine the exotic wines he drank shortly before, and released as soon as possible an investigation report that the vanilla used to aromatize them was not in keeping with the health of the people of this country.

There was certainly no lie in that investigation, but there was no doubt that the wine Dia drank that day also contained snow daffodil poison.

(Because you don't see it and you don't know what it smells like... only I know what it is)

Dia was taught by Noyne that that was the difference in the magical range of motion.

Tasteless and odorless poison for the people of Pharsital also makes me feel the scent and sweetness of woven sorcery, if in the range of Dia's motion.

And from the traces of magic that are left behind, if we spend time together at a distance as fiancées, Dia will also know that it was Ricardo who arranged the poison.

"Dear Diarrash, it's time for His Highness Ricardo's knight to come and pick you up."

"Yeah, you've kept me so warm, I can get out any minute now."

If you smile like that, the ladies will smile and nod.

All of them are concerned women, although they do not narrow the distance between their hearts and minds to Dia specifically.

"Hehe, and Master Ricardo, Master Diarrash still doesn't get cute. Dear Dearlash is better able to leave his brother, and I hope so."

"It's true. His Royal Highness Ricardo is a serene and serious man, and the princesses must have missed Prince Sidoria near his age, so you must have really missed him. The fact that Dearlash was here completely spoiled me."

"Still, when Dearlash was so small, Ricardo and the Queen didn't let us go when we said we would take care of him, did they? I miss you."

"Oh, it's still the same now. Because if I had time, I would come here. I'm glad that Marietta is such a woman who understands you."

"Master Marietta has a brother and a sister."

To the samurai, who spoke with pleasure, I could not say that it was intimacy to make sure that the child who had taken him home from the Duke of Girasfi had not noticed anything.

Not only that, but Ricardo thoroughly adored Dia so that he would not be taken in by the old Duke of Girasfi.

The king and queen are also as adorable as their real daughters when they find out that Dia doesn't seem to know anything, helped by appeasement as well.

(The king and his wife and Master Ricardo drown me, so the other princes and princesses imitated it, and there was always one of them around me, and their contact with the others was equal to being restricted......)

The other princes and princesses seemed to feel compelled to take care of Dia, who had lost everything in her family because of the responses of her parents and brother.

Originally, it was just children of tender temperament, and Dia has always been taken care of like her last sister.

But when that affection is going to exceed a certain line, even Ricardo will bring Dia back.

Everyone seemed to smile that Ricardo didn't want his pretty sister to be taken, but that must have masterfully adjusted the love and obsession his family had with Dia.

Because Dia is nothing but a ghost kept in the royal palace, and she has trouble killing when she should.

(But I'm glad I know that............)

Surrounded by the chattering samurai, Dia remembers Ricardo's cold voice one day.

The night is deep and glossy dark, come on and rainy autumn days.

It was about the night Dia tried to visit the First Prince's room, excited that she would have to love these people from now on, to Ricardo, who stroked her head and read the book.

'If we don't have a problem like this, we'll still kill one day. Even though it was accidentally delivered here, the blood of Girasfi can still not be left behind. … I hope Dia at least plays a role that will meet our expectations.'

Who groaned bitterly that he had to do so to the words of cold and cold Ricardo?

Dia heard nothing more and went back to the room where she came out with the picture book she wanted you to read.

Well, it made me sad to think that I shouldn't be alive, and I thought about a lot of things that night by myself.

Dark and long nights are horribly lonely, and I remember many times the prince who saw this one at that ball.

But he can't help Dia.

"Dear........................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear Dear

"... I'm sorry, I'm so blurry. I need to keep it from falling off the horse, or I'm gonna feel a little bit."

"Oh well, please don't ever fall. Look, there's a knight for you."

"..................... well"

Fursital's knight's clothes are gorgeous in blue-green.

Fur Sital with a lot of silver thread hair, the knights of the Knights of the King's Capital are many who are either from the blood muscle relationship handed down to the family or in appearance.

In this way, the knight of beauty, who scratched up his short silver hair and dropped it on his forehead, can also snort as the women exhale their cheeks and sweet sighs.

When things happen, I wrap up a silver armor that will be mined on a meteorological rainy day, but today it's just a hunt, so much so that I weave a cape made of silver wolf fur that's blocked on my collar.

One of Ricardo's Kingsguard knights who came to pick up Dia was a beautiful man also known in the Royal Palace.

"I'm here to pick you up, Dear Dealers. Today, I'm here to serve you."

"Yoel......... you're here"

"Oh, who besides me can protect Dealers?"

To Joel, who put his hand on his chest and gave him an elegant bowl of grace, Dia sighed.

The samurai, who knew that this escort knight was serious and annoying, walked out laughing in tease.

Dia and Yoel are tough teachers and student-like relationships, so the samurai had trouble thinking about Dia's time ahead. He's giggling.

".........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I wonder why you always fall so lightly off the horse you left on."

"You have no choice. Because horses shake."

"Don't you know it's normal not to fall?

"Muggu.................. I don't know the normality of the others. I want to be honest with myself."

"Things are good to say................ and eat something if you want enough to go hunting. What is this lightness?"

"............ ha, please let me go! The lady is not a good creature to lift at ease, is she?!

"A creature that falls off a horse, whether you let it ride or not, you certainly don't call it a lady......"

"Oh, my goodness...........................!

Angry Dia shuddered, but even as he took on the knight's appearance, his opponent is a high-ranking outsider.

Lifted with one hand just like child Mukumgrease, he is somehow pounded down on the bench.

"... Aren't you going hunting?

"That's a meal first. What the hell happened to the rabbit and the horn this morning and noon?"

"... Guru"

It was something she didn't really want to be asked, so Dia left Noyne intimidated not to read the air.

It should be noted that I tried to do so because I heard that dealing with outsiders was a victory from the Knight of the Forest Numbers that threatened me first.

The contours are slightly different with Mukumgris and the human form, but they are definitely creatures of the same forest.

"........................ Mm"

There was a noise and it was placed on the table in front of the bench in addition to the boiled meat dough in a cream sauce that was hot.

The cream sauce has the aroma of distilled liquor from the forest grapes, which is a specialty of fur cital, served with black slices of jam and mochi black bread.

Besides, there is also a vinegar-pickled Japanese dish next door, finely chopped with red radishes and snow-night carrots, and Dia glances at the beautiful colors.

Looking up at Noin, Dia grabbed the bread.

Noyne in yoel watching this one standing with her hand on her hips says nothing, so she went on and lifted the spoon up gently, this time putting the dish served in her mouth, and Dia was silently bored.

(…………… delicious!

The black bread is lightly cooked, and the painted butter is deliciously melted.

Since that day of encounter, Noyne has cooked for Dia many times.

The dishes that Noyne makes were always like home cooking that Dia had never eaten, but they are delicious that her heart breaks loose.

"............... oh man. If you eat that, you're out."

"... mugg..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"If you want more bread, you don't need tarts, do you?

"Dear Tart..................?

Dia carefully bowed her head to Noyne, who at some point even deliciously drank the tea she had prepared and prepared all her meals.

"Noine, thank you for a delicious meal. The consideration……"

"Hold on for two hours."

"................................................................................................."

I guess that means you have to go out on a winter hunting ground and wander through the snow forest for two hours.

It's not stingy if you can walk, except when it comes to riding a horse.

I wonder if there's a quicker consideration, frowning and making a silent appeal, and somehow Noyne is taking the water spill that was in Dia's room and smelling the water inside and staring at her face.

".................. sounds like you're going to sharpen it. You're not drinking, are you?

"I haven't had a drink yet, but just today I didn't realize either"

"I don't suppress much. You want to keep your judgment dull."

"Well.................."

(So... did Master Ricardo come to this room?

He looked out for a moment and looked at the color of the deep forest that was spreading beyond the royal palace grounds.

There, starting with the First Prince, who participates in the winter hunt, the nobles of Farsital will be dressed in hunting outfits and driving horses for fun.

What face should Dia add to it?

I'd just like to keep my contact with the outside world down in this situation if I can, but Ricardo might change his plans if he thinks he's unprepared.

(..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

She exhaled, and Dia stood up.

But the next knight wants you to stop preparing snacks for Dia when she wants to go home.

Going now is a hunting ground hosted by someone trying to kill Dia, not an excursion.