The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

King Samorta lives deep in the royal palace. It was the most heavily guarded white magnetic outhouse.

I will guard and not be blamed by the Kingsguard, but I will arrive in my father's chamber.

(I feel it's too light, but I don't have a choice to turn back)

I made up my mind and knocked on the door.

"Here, Your Majesty, it's Listasha."

"Oh, Her Royal Highness Princess Listasha! I'll open it right now."

When I thought I heard a familiar voice I was used to, the door opened. There was the Marquis of Blobel, which was not an exaggeration to say my master.

The Marquis of Blobel takes my hand and invites me to my father's room.

"Marquis Brovel!? Why are you in His Majesty's room…"

"That's because I'm a loyal minister to His Majesty, even when I'm old. Come on, Her Royal Highness Princess Listasha. King Samorta is waiting for your father. And those who stand in the way can only disperse."

When I sneered and laughed, Marquis Blobel said so, leaving me and my father out of the room.

(What does that mean?

Bewildered, I proceed to the back of the dim room.

The room was wrapped in a twinge of chemicals and the smell of disinfectant liquid, and I crammed into that smell that I was unfamiliar with sniffing.

"... Listasha, is it...?

My heart makes dodgy noises in the voice of a weaker man than I imagined.

As I approached the dreaded bed, I opened the lace of the ceiling.

"... Your Majesty, are you...?

There lies an old man with thin, thin gray hair. I heard the illness had progressed and I had just gone to bed, but I didn't think it was a terrible medical condition so far. But his eyes are full of vitality, shining in purple.

(... my... unlike the father of Lista's memory...)

Aside from meeting King Samorta, Listasha has never spoken. But Lista wasn't.

After meeting Ardalbert for the first time, I have lost my memory for months due to mental shock. In the meantime, it was Lista who used my body.

He used the title of the princess with the divine eye and was forced to meet his father. And when my mother died, she told me all that I had been in the womb, and scolded my father, who had done nothing.

That's when my father, unlike now, had black hair and just kicked Lista in the face of majesty saying 'shut up'. But afterwards I will not be guilty, nor will I be given a crude but out-of-house.

"... what do you think of my mother...?

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

If you're in the way, you can erase such a fragile existence.

If you want to use it, you can enclose it.

That way I could hate you purely for abandoning my mother and me.

"... you can't say it in a word. I killed your mother because of my stupid emotions."

"... how come... King Samorta, God, looks so sad that he killed the dancer style?

My father was crying.

I could say a word, I was really going to curse my father and then get down to business. And yet...

(cunning. Didn't you think that you didn't care about me and my mother? So, my mother was poisoned... and she flushed the body down the river like a sinner, didn't she say anything...?

The Father reaches out wisely to me.

Though I was lost, I enveloped my hands with both hands.

"Listasha. Your mother, it's a great dancer. Even in this Samorta, where art flourishes, it was something else. That's why I had feelings of jealousy for her"

"... jealous?

I don't believe it. It never occurred to me that my father, who had the divine eye and became king, would be jealous.

"Her dance was as light and beautiful as riding in the wind. I thought it was like a goddess. And at the same time, I thought there was no other god but me."

"... so put your mother in the back house?

"... right. From an early age, the divine eye holder is taught that he is God, and his surroundings are treated that way. So neither did I. I didn't doubt it. It would not have been so different from the Ardall belt it is now. But only she wasn't. Treating me as just one person and angry about it, I had countless fights with her"

"... have a fight with your mother"

My memorable mother always laughed. I can't imagine my mother getting angry like that.

"But one day...... I had a big fight over crap with her. And foolishly, I said I would ignore her until she told me. After that, she never came to see me. From her subordinates, she had received reports that she was staying healthier than before. I wasn't amused by it, and I didn't try to meet her."

"... Shh. Your mother has been suffering and fighting in the back palace."

"Without realizing it, I fell ill. He was losing the courage to see her when he repeated his sanatorium and official duties and was temporarily feeling better. Because what I hear from my subordinates about her was more lively than when I was with her.... Already, she said she was falling for poison"

"Why didn't you tell me the truth... even though you were under my command..."

I know by the head.

My father's men neglected my mother and me, who would only harm themselves.

"I am not a god, even if I am a king. I was just a human being. So I couldn't even foresee my subordinate heart. Stupidly enough, I didn't know you were born or that she was poisoned... just me. Until I saw you worn out that day."

I see the color of regret in my father's eyes. Only then did I understand.

(My father... loved your mother. But that was the first time my father raised me as a god didn't even know how to love me)

"I truncated my subordinates just to spit sweet words. The domestic power map was shaky, but the trusted gathered to me, the king. But she's not at the heart anymore. No memories, no tombs, no artifacts. I just... left you Listasha"

So my father touched my cheek. But I'll soon let go of my hand.

"But I'm not going to be a father. Whatever you do, I'm king."

"... are you the king?

"Because of the thickening of the blood, Ardarberto, Prince Wang, cannot leave his offspring. Furthermore, the surroundings of Count Dammeyer, the prime minister of Ardalbert, are extremely burning. I can't leave him to the king. In this age of momentary and dizzying change, it is visible that the reign by the King of the Divine Eye will soon cease to stand. That's why I decided to use you, Listasha."

Once I meditate on my eyes, I remember the voice of my beloved.

"I want the throne. So you can use it.... Father. I am.

I came to see you to receive your throne. "

"... hey Listasha. You like this country?

"I don't know. Because people, things, they're not just beautiful. But... this is where I am"

"... mother and daughter, it's time to say the same thing"

My father lowered his brow butt happily.

Now my father and I will not be a normal family. But even in the relationship between a king and a princess, I wanted to connect my heart with my father. And you want to go beyond.

"Father. Please, tell me what King Samorta knows."

"My guidance is strict, Listasha."

With that said the Father strokes my head in mercy.

- It was then.

I thought I heard an explosion somewhere not so far away, and I heard a scream that split my ear. As I looked to my surprise, the door of the room opened without a knock.

"Your Majesty, a thief has broken into the castle...! Please, take Her Royal Highness and run away!

The Kingsguard knight said in a panic.

"Thief...!? What shall we do, Marquis Blobel..."

"Take it easy, Listasha. If you want to be king, don't mess with anything."

My father didn't move one eyebrow, he was calm.

I am relieved by its appearance, and I sink my heart somehow.

"Father. What shall I do?"

"Run. Cutting off royal blood is the doom of the country."

"What about your father...?

I have just been told not to disturb you, but I give you an uneasy look. But without blaming it, my father smiled small.

"I told you. Now I have someone I can trust. The Royal Palace is the Duke of Seradius - as long as I have my brother, I will not fall. And the Marquis of Blobel would be fine. That's not the kind of weak guy who gets hit by raiders."

"... ok. I believe you. Let's go, Father."

When I tried to wake up my father's body, it was controlled by my hand.

"I'm only in your shackles now. If the thief is after me, being here will make you feel better. So go, Listasha. Will you be king?

"... ok"

Now it was I who pushed my emotions to death.

My father points to a large one painting decorated in the room.

"Behind that, there's a hidden passage that only the king knows. From there, you can safely escape the royal palace."

When I approached the painting, I deflected the frame. There's enough passage there to let every person in.

"... Father. I'll see you later."

"Let's hope that's not the Underworld"

"It's okay. Your mother will knock you back when it's too early."

"Oh, yeah."

When I entered the aisle, I returned the painting to its original position.

There is not even moonlight in the passage, and darkness reigns.

I do not hate that the spider's nest is entwined in my face and body, I just go down the main road of darkness.

The sound echoed, and only my footsteps echoed loudly.

"Ha ha... the exit is still...?

In the dark, the feeling of time is also paralyzed.

How long has it been since I entered the aisle?

"... is that, the light...?

At the end of the darkness, I noticed an orange light leaking.

I will increase my speed, and rush toward the light.

The end of the main road. The light was leaking from the gap in that wall.

"I... Listasha Samorta is here!

And I cried, and slammed the wall.

Then the wall collapses due to that impact.

"Come on!

I fall back, but fortunately the walls were brittle, so there were no injuries.

When the dust subsided and the sight opened, I saw a small space where people could pass at the end of the collapsed wall. And the light is shining from the ceiling. And people's arms have stretched out of the light.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Listasha!

It was not the arm of a man who pulled me up. White, luxurious, scratch-free soft hands. I will not hesitate to shake his hand back.

"My dear Julianna!

Julianna pulled me into your hand, and gradually I was able to escape from the aisle.

The exit was apparently a fireplace, and I'm coal-coated.

But I don't have time to worry about them. I looked around the room and calmly recognized that there were faces of the Roland's mission, including His Royal Highness Prince Julianna and Edward II, and the Konrat.

"Thank you, Master Julianna. Thanks to you, I picked up my life."

"... what do you mean?

It was His Royal Highness Prince Edward II, not Julianna, who answered. I smile and stare straight into his empty eyes.

"Samorta's royal palace is under attack by thieves. I, Listasha Samorta, have come to you in the name of the King in order to ask for your help."

I grabbed a slice of the dirty dress and slowly took the lady's gratitude.