"From the style, …?
Ask looking at the basket brought to you by Vest the Regent. Style, who finished his Vested Regent duties, apparently left it with Vest when he left.
"Oh, I took possession of exactly what Style took from Pride and Tiara. You knew I would see Rosa after this.
Albert lined up with me and looked at the basket with interest. Would it be food from the contents? "It seems there's also a share between me and Albert," Vest said, arranging the contents one at a time on the table.
Today, it had been reported that Pride was renting Jilbale's mansion with Tiara and the others for a party. For this reason, permission had been given to Tiara in the cooking area to give instructions to the castle cooks in the morning, as well as to carry a large number of dishes by carriage to Jilbel's mansion.
Albert twists his neck on the strangely shaped bread and food in front of him. When I took it in silence, Vest told me, "It seems the creative treat that Pride instructed me to make," he said.
Vest took one loaf of bread, just in case, and included it in his mouth. The contents glow black and worry about Vest if Albert is really good to eat. But after a bite, Vest leaked "ho" and handed us the rest half at a time.
"This is an exotic" filling. "Strong sweetness.
If it was carried to the mouth as recommended, the strong and soft sweetness spread all over the mouth. I've spoken a few times in diplomacy, too.... cooked well.
"Did Pride make this...
Where the hell did you come up with such a dish, Albert shrugged as surprised, and began to split with Vest under the other treats. I think as I carry my share further into my mouth.
Really, why would Pride do such a variety of treats?
... could you make it?
This morning, I made a prediction.
Watch Pride cook with Tiara in the cooking area.
This time I couldn't tell if it was just a dream or a prediction at first because I dreamed about it. No way the princess... royalty cooks for herself, etc. Besides, it can't be like behaving like that to people. Cooking is what cooks do, and otherwise… eating anything other than what cooks make is out of the question in itself. But the two people I dreamed about looked exactly the same as the confectionery they were making in front of me. I don't think such a strange confectionery figure would accidentally wear with my dreams.
... Eight years ago, one day on the border. Pat and I stopped seeing the future of pride.
The forecast itself sees several times a month, unchanged since then. I just stopped looking at the future of pride.
That's what I haven't seen in years this morning. It's a really small prediction. It's just that Pride and Tiara are cooking in disregard of royal rules, that's all. And now we are being fed amateur dishes that are not made by cooks without our knowledge.
... yet I don't feel like blaming you.
Bring the hard bread on the surface offered by Albert to your mouth. I couldn't help but notice the sweetness outside and the fluffy dough inside "Yummy...!" I leaked my voice. In front of Albert and Vest, the vegetables accidentally appear.
But it's really delicious. Think of it as something my daughter made for me... extra.
Albert offers me another flavor that you like. [M] I receive it and whisk the bread again with the wine that Vest opened for me in my mouth.
Sweet, sweet flavor.
… do you call this "family flavor"?
Though I thought it was something the royal family had no ties to for the rest of their lives.
"... really. I wonder what happened to Pride...?
I lose my mind because the guard hasn't seen it, and I weaken with one hand on my forehead. He's picking another bite and a treat without worrying about Vest or Albert, who's used to this look of mine. "Sure, it's just sweets I've never seen," he said. "I doubt why I suddenly wanted to make such sweets before then," but I still don't stop eating them quietly.
When Vest finished all the poison quickly, he wiped his mouth and hand with a cloth. Albert still advises me to eat one at a time so I can taste it.
It is not included in royal studies, such as how to make such a strange treat. I hear there was a time when Stayle and Tiara were in the library too, but I don't remember recipe-related books in that library.
That's not all, pride has changed.
Until eight years ago, that kid was certainly helpless. Until now the future I predicted was absolute. If the time comes, it will happen exactly as I predicted. Albert told me that the future was not determined by uncertainty.
… but some uncertain "futures", however even at the end of the day, there were "futures" that would end as predicted.
All the future I have seen until then has been the latter.
No matter how clear it is until the day before, there will be a great storm. Whether to spare the assassination of an executive officer that day or another day, the executive was robbed of his life under strong will.
Prediction is a special ability to foresee the future. Never the power to see the future through.... Yet he changed. I want the future, and not just me...
"I changed Prince Leon's future,...
The two of them turned to my words, which made me squeal. Albert called me to tell me that he had predicted something again, and Vest took out the pen to write it down on the paper. They both exhaled at the same time when I shook my head and said it was about pride.
I myself saw nothing of Prince Leon's prediction. But pride came to me and told me about Prince Leon's future. She did change it with her own hands.
of our allies… and the future of our country than the wounds of our own careers.
He was returned to Anemone as one who could be a good king of our kingdom and a good king of the kingdom of Anemone.
That kid, who's only sixteen years old.
I can't believe when I was sixteen, I met Albert, and even woke up with predictive abilities, and I was just confused that the surroundings would change.
"As for the dissolution of the engagement,... there was also my lack of grasp.
Sorry, Vest bows his head to me and Albert. Albert snorted when I told him you weren't apologizing.
... to Pride, I wanted to do something that looked like a mother to you once or so.
But in the end, all I had to do was scratch that kid's background again this time. I thought as a mother I couldn't really leave that kid with anything anymore. But that kid told me that didn't happen... that's what he told me.
Instead of helping that child as a mother, on the contrary, I was saved by that child.
My real parents never even held me tight, and for the first time, I was hugged by a blood connected family.
Will it still be in time?
Will one day… come?
"I can be desperate for that child as a mother, not as a queen."... such a day.
This is the first small future of pride I've seen in eight years.
Laughing and cooking with Tiara, the gentle look of pride now.
Please, don't change.
I sincerely hope the smiles of those kids don't change forever in the future...
"... and that's why I need to find my fiancée properly this time.
I was overflowing by accident, and Albert said, "Are you talking about pride?" I ask. If I nodded as I picked the confectionery, now Vest gave me and Albert a gaze that "there would be many candidates themselves".
"… if you are engaged for political reasons again, you have already received offers from many countries. Besides, if Pride wanted a specific opponent himself first...
... a specific opponent.
In history, I have chosen my fiancée of my own accord, and there are queens who have been united. My grandmother said so too.
To Pride, how good would it be if someone like that showed up? I can't stop offering her the social world and socializing. If only that kid could meet someone really destined next time in it.
And if that opponent is worthy of the king's brother-in-law and personable.
So that I could see Albert as my fiancée at Birthday.
"... I wish I had one.
When I realized it, I closed my eyes and was laughing.
Albert gently attaches his hand to my shoulder. He had a tender look at me if I looked up.
Then Vest, with his gaze on us, coughed up small about twice.
"...... Style is also excellent as Regent. Most of all, it's a sisterhood, smart and quick to remember.
... Why are we suddenly talking about the style?
Vest has been styling and guiding the Regent's business for about three months. In the meantime, Vest had heard of the good memory of the style and the good swallowing.
When me and Albert replied "Right" and "I know" to the sudden topic, they now exhaled a small sigh.
"... well. Are you pride, style, and tiara my only lovely daughter son? [M]
Albert, you too. And Vest shakes his neck sideways as he whines. He twisted his neck so that he still didn't know, turning to Albert, he said, "Of course, he is also an excellent first, second princess and first prince".
"We have two more years till Style turns seventeen.
… seventeen. Think of it as Vest's word. It's the year a man is allowed to marry as an adult. Even so, men rarely marry at seventeen because they often take a woman younger than themselves as their wife. Albert was also engaged to me when I was nineteen. Vest was also twenty years old.
I said, "I hope you find all three lovely fiancées." Returning it, a low sigh leaked again from the vest.
"... Pride and Tiara are definitely your kids.
Vest, speaking with his fingertips on his forehead, roared as he did to think of something.
In addition to his official duties as Regent, he may also be accumulating fatigue with the interpretation of his regent duties in the style in the search for the fiancée of the two princesses.
When Albert called out to rest already, Vest nodded as he hand-tightened his slightly disturbed hair.
Two, you notice the confectionery I haven't finished just yet, and carry it to your mouth again.
"... delicious.
No matter how many times I eat it, I think so. I've tried to predict, Pride and Tiara's smile come to mind.
I don't feel like eating and losing it.... but because I'm more spared not eating.
"...... thanks.
I groaned just in my mouth so Albert wouldn't hear me drop off Vest.
Eat slowly as you taste, bite by bite.
The queen who ate her daughter's cooking could be about me.
With this happiness in my chest, I entrusted myself to the sweetness that spread in my mouth.
……
"Ko ~ nbanwah.
The man appeared out of nowhere.
Former aristocrats, though fallen old houses. Living in a rather splendid house, even after being abandoned by his family, he hired a servant to live alone in that mansion, where he was also given some security.
The man showed up on the moon and night.
"Wow... you're a mess, this house. You're also a mess.
Laughing ridiculously, the man pointed at the frightened old man. Pieces and pieces, I go up to the bed where the old man was supposed to sleep, ground-footed, and I put my feet together.
"But I guess the way it feels to be yipping is the giddy point.
Whatever, who are you, yelling out loud as many times as you can to get out of there, the man won't move with a smile on his face.
"Thank you, huh? I'm pretty tired of sneaking in, too, so come on.
I'll never come in from outside the gate again, and the man reassembles his legs in stupidity.
"Hey, you, come on... you want to think it's awesome before Pocky dies?
Keep the attractive grin, the man looks down at the old man.
Absolutely when you get on with your story, you don't even wrap up that certainty.