A future in which Lord Pride likes and harms the weaker than himself.
This is an impossible future to learn about today's pride.
I don't think that you would run into such stupidity. However, … if I recall my behavior up to eight years ago, I can also understand that Rosa at the time was troubled with the prediction as certain.
Because the prediction was "absolute" for her. Although that does not justify abandoning the young pride. … Of course, I am not in a position to say the same of the great sinners who continued to use and fall prey to that pride.
Think of it, until eight years ago, Lord Pride was in the vortex of many factors.
I was thrust away by the predicted Lady Rosa, and from my impatient behavior I was white-eyed by the man of the castle, … exposed to the malice of me, the presence of my sudden brother-in-law, Lady Steele, and even my hidden sister, Tiara. And the Awakening of Predictive Ability, a testament to the chosen and human being obtained as a young man.
My impatient behavior was a matter for Lord Pride himself at the time, but only an eight-year-old. And in fact, now that she has grown up, she is thus a fine first princess.
... but that's why I think about it.
If Lord Pride had grown to behave well with that impatience.
Albert's carriage defect, foreseen by Lord Pride that day. That finding was one leg late, and at that time, if Albert was the only one who was loving Lord Pride and bridging with Rosa, he would have been the deceased in a carriage accident.
How was she growing up?
I suddenly ran scared all over my body. I hold my own shoulder unexpectedly in the cold I feel for a long time, and I mock my arm as it is.
Lady Rosa predicted, the future.
The way Lord Pride likes and hurts the weak.
Perhaps until eight years ago, that pride-like appearance was always a realistic future. And Lady Rosa didn't even realize that one end of it was in herself that pushed Lady Pride aside.
Even if you can lead the country, you can't even lead my child on the right path.
Even if I could change the future of my country in the right direction, I couldn't even think of changing my son's future.
If Lord Pride grows to be a bad person, as Rosa feared.
As far as I can tell, it's Lord Pride or us who trumped the other person off saying it's something you don't need… which comes first.
With that in mind, it feels more miraculous that Lord Pride is now growing up as a good princess.
There is no way that Lord Pride could be the person Rosa predicted he would be.
But eight years ago, around Lord Pride, all the factors were swirling to make it so.
What's weird is "prediction" or "now"?
... I can't help thinking about it. Now Master Pride has certainly grown into a wonderful person, and Rosa's predictions date back to that eight years.
The future has changed, and that man today is nobler and more noble than anyone else.
Even that fact would be good if it were certain now.
"What are you laughing at," he asked me, laughing at one person as Albert looked back at me. Reflecting on what he laughed at when he was serious, I return the word to him.
"... it's okay, Albert. Master Pride will change his future.
Albert opened his eyes to my words, and as he strayed, he dropped his eyes again on the paperwork.
"... you, too, are a lot different than you were eight years ago, Jill Bale.
I laugh unexpectedly at Albert's words. Eight years ago, I was nothing less than a fool.
"I wonder if it's because we had a good meeting and a good friend.
I'll get half of the paperwork to separate him and sort the paperwork he needs from the shelves. For that reason, when I turned my back on him, he said, "Don't make fun of me."
"If it were you eight years ago... well, I guess it was because of Marianne.... I wouldn't have imitated it like putting a helpship out on the steer myself.
I laugh unexpectedly at Albert's sharp point. Too much laughter shook up to his shoulder, and Albert immediately noticed and reprimanded him.
I've known Mr. Stayle's story with the Vest Regent for a long time. As was the case with generations of Regents, the time and time to tell him too was fixed.
However, I was also slightly concerned that his separation from Lord Pride, coupled with the presence of his fiancée, Prince Leon, would not be harsh on him. It was originally his own desire for a year, apart from being able to accept it at the same time as Prince Leon's existence.
And the dissolution of Dear Pride's engagement.
Originally, he was supposed to study regency with the decision of the next king and his wife. He was supposed to be on hold, as was Lord Pride's engagement.
Knowing his admiration for pride reassures him that his warm routine with pride will continue again even for a short while now, but it is not strange at all to entrust himself to it.
For eight years now, we have grown up together and admired each other for one hour.
No one has the right to deny it, it's a natural relief.
But he cut it off himself.
For years and decades to come, we have chosen a path to support and empower Pride over a few moments of relief with him.
Honestly, I can't deny Satoshi if he asks me if I would have hoped and expected him to take that path himself. When he advised Rosa about it, he had an unexpected smile.
Moreover, it was not only that he wanted to be involved in the work of "Wang Qi".
Whatever the time of year, whoever becomes the king will remain the same, to support and defend Lord Pride's reign.
Originally, the assistant to the King's brother-in-law was my duty as a prime minister, but his words seemed to me like he wanted to improve his ability to the extent that he could support Lord Pride's reign safely, even if he was absent from the King's brotherhood. Although it is unclear whether the person is aware of it.
It's Tsubaki Road. The role of the Regent and the role of the King's Mate. It's not a big deal to do everything. No tyrant, even a tyrant, would be left to such foolishness. But he said.
'I have an excellent Chancellor.'.
It is likely that there is also a mix of conveniences to persuade Rosa and the others, but still struggled to contain the feelings that arose in his words. He asked me to support the King's rule in a way that works with me.
Until the dawn when I became Regent, I was told that I was going to kick you out of the Chancellor's chair.
I can't measure how far I mean it, but it's still enough for you to put it into words. And even without it, I wanted it again myself. He wants to see how high he climbs to as the next Regent from now on.
He seemed a little surprised by the suggestion from me, but at least I was satisfied enough with that reaction that I was able to take so that the suggestion itself was unintentional.
"Master Steele is a wise man. That's all worth the time and effort... until I decided so.
"Well, you haven't been malicious about Style and Tiara for a long time.
Albert's relentless words are slain.
The only person I'm losing with my mouth could be about Albert. With the same sharpness as the words, they mark the vast amount of paperwork with confirmation one by one. He quickly followed it with his eyes if I opened every item of material I needed to some extent.
"... Still, you were a strong hit against pride. Where Style wanted to learn King's Assignment for Pride and so on, he probably decided to disagree or not interfere.
"... a truly understanding friend, you are.
"So don't tease me, you're telling me," he smiled at him as he reached out to return the material he had finished reading to me, now he was slapped as he was with the material in his hand. It would be about him to be my friend knowing this starch and birth of mine.
He does not know that it is none other than that pride who has forgiven, saved and changed me for what I could not have done before. And it is also forbidden to inform.
"... I truly admire you for your pride. That is the only true meaning of lying to you, my friend.
If I could at least tell him the truth from me that I can't tell him everything, Albert stopped the hand that moves once and looked up sharply at me just with his eyes.
"... don't just snore inside. If you want to remain the prime minister required of the people of this country for centuries to come.
"Oh.... I know.
I suppose you're talking about the help ship to Master Stayle in the dark. Sure, I can't stop thanking Master Stayle, who is a great benefactor in Maria's case, but... this time it's really about looking forward to his promising future as the next Regent. Most importantly, if you help him with a simple shoulder insertion that is not the case, you may get a painful punishment from Mr. Steele instead.
Finally, you command him to do his job as soon as possible, too, and I will take a bunch of today's paperwork out of the drawer and pile it up on the desk.
On the verge of reaching for a bottle of ink to run the pen just like he did, with the sound of turning the paper, he unleashed his words towards Pottori and me.
"But... I appreciate it.
If I looked up at him, he kept running his pen on the paperwork as if he hadn't said anything.
Lady Stayle is also a sweet little boy to him.
"... oh.
I replied as I rolled the paper in the same way.
Only the sound of rolling pens and paper continued in the wide indoors.
Master Steele will surely be the best Regent of all time. And I want to do everything I can to help him, too.
And I think so.
If Master Stayle becomes regent enough to cover even the king's matchmaking duties as he wishes.
What's more, if we create a system that perfectly supports whoever becomes the king's partner.
The fiancé of Lord Pride means that it can be possible for anyone to speak abusively.
Unless it has a strong political connotation like this one, it will be possible even if it is not a prince of a country with an education that enables king matchmaking tasks.
Royalty, guard, knight, nobility, common people, exotic people.
For example, the next Regent to create that system.
For example, the Kingsguard Knight, who continues to protect Master Pride beside him.
For example…
"... well... sinners are hard on boulders, even though they are delivery people, I guess. Unless you abandon your status, your honor, your country, or even your escape of love.
What are you talking about? and my friend calls me, "No, I'm talking to myself," I gently return. I quickly began to move my hand holding the pen again to delude myself.
If Lord Pride loved you, I would spare no effort. and chanting in my heart.