The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

A pile of paperwork filling over a bed that's too big for one person.

Take that one by one and tick it with a feather pen with red ink.

"This is just a letter... this is a ciphertext that makes it look like a recipe for cooking. How to decipher...... how naive. Try harder, assuming it's a ciphertext! … boring."

This time it was just a bunch of unaffordable paperwork, so the job ended early.

"It's boring, it's boring! Go outside for a change of mood too - kohohohohohohohoho.... I can't, can I? This body is abominable."

Decrypt and create ciphers while spending most of the day in bed.

That's me, Elizabeth Orcott's routine.

I really want to wave my sword like your brother or Linus and protect Your Majesty as a minister.

But my body is sick and weak enough to give me a fever just because I'm outside, and I can't help you very much.

"It's teethy..."

As I was chewing my lips tight, I heard a voice from the door.

"You're making a tough face again, Elizabeth."

"Oh, Gerald. Going into the lady's room, no knocking?

Gelardo answers pale as he approaches my bed in a familiar manner and checks the stacked documents.

"I would have knocked. I didn't realize it was Elizabeth."

"Oh, yeah."

"Again, you were worried about boring things, right? You're doing something no one else can. What do you need to be angry about?

"It's not boring! If I were... healthy... I could help His Majesty and the Kingdom of Rolands now more than ever...!

Because of this sick body, I do not even come true to kneel before His Majesty.

"Your patriotism is meant to be understood more than anyone else. Whatever, Elizabeth is my understanding. … all documents confirmed. Thanks again, Elizabeth."

"If you want to thank me, please do what I want."

"Well, I'd like to make your wish come true..."

"Okay, Gerald. Please marry me!

"Ahhh!?

The time has come to prep and then move what was planned to be done.

I speak of the plan, putting aside the confusing Gerald.

"The Duke of McMillan, strangely stuck at you, has created a faction that's a joke about churchmen, isn't it? Thanks to this, incompetent and disloyal people are consolidating their bond. In contrast, even though the royal family no longer has any love for Her Majesty's Bianca concubine, there is a prince of a different mother, near the age of First Prince Douglas and Second Prince Edward. Church congregations will certainly come after Master Douglas. That's why we're married."

"I understand the problems of the Queen and the princes. But why would that lead to our marriage?

Are you confused, Gerald was losing his usual sharp thoughts.

"Gerald's mother is the royal princess of Rolands. My mother is the princess of the Kingdom of Samorta. Plus, if you mix the blood of the Orcots and the Lewis, you'll have second blood after royalty in this country. If you do poorly, your diplomatic value could jump as much as it contains Samorta's blood, famous for its royal enclosure. I have a divine eye."

"But..."

"What, are you thinking of my dear Miss Karen Askis? Then don't worry. Me, First Lady. If you put Miss Cullen in the Second Lady, we'll take care of it."

"Isn't it an obsolete culture now, such as having two wives other than a king!

Polygamy was flourishing until about fifty years ago.

At that time, the war with the Diaghilev Empire intensified and it was recommended that noble blood be left behind.

Now that we're all skirmishes and not having a big war, we're basically monogamous.

"But it's not obsolete. Given my infirmity, you will also be allowed to marry the Second Lady. Better than that, okay? If you miss this opportunity, you can't marry Miss Cullen, the Viscount's Lady, no matter how familiar she is, can you?

"But... but how do you know..."

"You can still get information on the bed."

"Gu......"

I wonder what that means?

I can't believe the instant prime minister is usually bothered......

If you think of this country and His Majesty, you won't refuse.

"If you attach my child to Master Edward, the political situation will be stable and you will be able to exert the greatest restraint on the Church. If it's a man, it's close, if it's a woman, it's the Queen. You can also consolidate the kingship tie!

"... you granted permission to the Duke of Olcott?

"I don't need permission. Olcott's gonna find himself a married man, isn't he? Make up your mind, Gerald! If you think about the future of this country, you also need to worry - go-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho, go-ho"

Suddenly I felt a burning pain in my throat, and I turned my back on Gerald.

Put a handkerchief on your mouth and reduce cough.

"Hey, are you okay...... Elizabeth"

"That's all right! It's the usual! So, what's the conclusion?

"... are you okay, Elizabeth"

What are you talking about, this man?

For the sake of my kingdom and my majesty, I will not go astray.

Besides, I'm not the only one who chose Gerald for my marriage.

His patriotism. That was more than anything I could trust.

At any rate, I cannot live long.

Then let's entrust it to Gerald, our comrade.... That's what I thought.

"Am I the one who brought the story? It's a good decision."

"... let's take that story"

"Yes, it's good to hear a good reply. Then get the hell out of here."

"... is that what you're saying to the person you just proposed to?

"If you don't deliver the paperwork quickly, Your Majesty will have trouble! You're healthy, so work your way up to my point."

"... you really don't fit your face and contents"

"I'll take it as a compliment. And by the next time you see her, complete your proposal to Miss Cullen."

"Ugh... ok"

I dropped Gerald off from the bed, even though I had a few doubts about the badly toothed answer.

The room where Gerald disappeared quietly returns to the original boring routine with Singh.

I spread out the handkerchief that I had just wiped my mouth.

The pure white handkerchief had a large, red, bloody flower.

"My time is over..."

I can't support the plight of the one I swore allegiance to, and I guess I'll end up raw.

I wandered the frontier of life and death many times from an early age due to illness and infirmity.

I'm not afraid to die.

But seeing the future doesn't come true.

Above all... I regret it.

So at the end of the day, being a woman, do what I can only do.

The proof of my lifelong loyalty...