"I'm so sorry, Master Stayle. At the birthday festival in the corner… the column has disturbed me.
After the greeting, the Knights Chief apologized to me in depth.
It was an apology for getting Captain Column's attention, my subordinate, despite my birthday. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Honestly, I don't care about you. The problem is...
"I think he also needs to talk to me, but the circumstances of the house mean that the column will be present on his behalf for a while.
I glanced at Arthur, who was only holding back behind his back for a moment while giving it back briefly, to the Knights chief who would tell him he was attending surrogate. Bikri and I shook our shoulders the moment we met, but I endured more reactions than that. At least not in me and Arthur. When I asked him, "I saw it during my regent duties, but Captain Column said he was on special leave this time..." I said, "Because Column was originally scheduled to attend as a knight. We have taken a little account of it," he replied.... but the muscles go through.
... Captain Column.
I didn't know he was a pride fiancée candidate.
I knew about Sir Bordeaux, but it was completely out of my expectations.
The sin of causing all of Captain Alan to be held accountable for his injuries before? Being a fiancée candidate is at least a sign of intent that Pride is not the only one who appreciates and resents the matter.
Or, simply, without my knowledge, Pride has a love affair for Captain Column... no, but as far as I can tell,..................... well, love and all that. I'm not entirely out of my expertise either.
I've never seen anything like special romantic feelings from pride that I can't separate from anyone. It's about Prince Leon I doubted once.
Or, in a rude way, just a form of reporting? If Pride had someone to decide on, that could be it. There are three mothers designated. Once you decide on one, it can be possible to fill the rest with accommodating opponents. Then the other two are destined...... But Captain Column is the perfect match for character and ability. Besides, I have a history of defending my pride with my life. He would do his duty splendidly, even if he became king's mate, and protect his pride. At least better than Prince Cedric,...........................................
"Dear Mr. Stayle, how are you?
Return to reality at once with the voice of the Deputy Commander.
It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired because my guests kept coming, and when I made a laugh, Arthur looked at me silently.... I still can't hide it from him. But you can't even point it out to me cheaply in an official setting, just shut up and take your gaze off Arthur and continue the conversation again.
... Why now, why did Prince Cedric's name come to mind?
I'm pretty sure he has a crush on pride, but I don't know if it's from pride! It is true that some of the possible ones so far want to be relatively close...
More than one was a column captain, another could be buried with a close opponent of pride. Whether it's the fate of Pride or a few pairs, that person will be the closest next to Pride in the world than is put into the frame of a candidate.
... and Captain Column was nicely chosen by one of them.
No, thinking about it is going to stop the conversation again. I honestly have no complaints about Captain Column. It was just...
I envy you...
To pride, the fact that I was so trusted! Moreover, the fact that Pride chose to marry her for whatever reason also meant that she thought it was okay to marry her.
How many happy people...
I didn't think I would learn such childlike emotions when I was seventeen.
He said he could also confirm that Captain Column had also been invited as Lord Bordeaux, if only he had checked the list that Uncle Vest manages.... but I will never be allowed to look for the list again. The next time Uncle Vest finds out, I'm really not going to be able to let you in my room.
"Don't let the first prince of the next Regent imitate you like a burglar.... at seventeen, it's not even funny what children do '
……
"... Style. I'm seventeen now, grow up more '
...... Uncle Vest's words sprinkle his head as if he were now assuming this time.
No, rather, it's no surprise if Uncle Vest assumed it.
Master Stayle? and Captain Alan will speak up. No, when I returned everything, the deputy commander cut out, "It's time for us to..." I'm sorry to bother you, but I'll give you back the words from me.... Honestly, even if it weren't for the Knights, my concentration would remain shredded.
I had unconsciously poured my gaze on Arthur if I noticed. Arthur, who meets me in the eye, once turns around, peeks into the Cavaliers once.
"Excuse me, … may I speak with Master Steele just a little more?
... Is it because I'm still told to "grow up" in these places?
"I don't mind," he smiles back, aware that he has unconsciously asked Arthur for help. I don't mind. Instead, it's like I asked for it.
As the Knights chiefs understood, they nod, leaving Arthur behind and pulling him off the spot. Arthur turns to me as I ask the samurai to replace me with a new glass. There are other guests here trying to talk to me, who is also the star of this one, but... well, you can keep me waiting for a while.
He slowly opened his mouth as Arthur turned back to me and whined "with an n".
"Didn't I tell you from that? Captain Column said it was convenient for the house.
"... but Lord Arthur shares my view, doesn't he?
"I am,... well. Because unlike Mr. Steele, he is an immature person who can only measure things with short-circuit thinking.
"... you've become a master speaker for a long time. Lord Arthur."
"Thanks to you.
I'm a little more angry with Arthur than I am.
I'd like to tell you that the disgust has gotten better, but I guess you'll return it anyway thanks to me. Rather, every word now contains it. I enjoyed the desire to use momentary travel to throw him away.
"How do you think Lord Arthur," he asks, and only silence returns. I guess it's still a complicated mood as well as a coin. Don't you dare ask any more and I will tilt the glass silently too.
If you throw your gaze somehow, you just got a look at Prince Cedric. At an angle from here, Tiara can only see her back, but I know Prince Cedric is just talking some hard.
Unlike me and my sister, Tiara and Prince Cedric only have a big contact about that time in the defense. Besides, Tiara said something to me about Prince Cedric, "I don't like it. I don't know! ♪ It was all there was ♪... It's rare that he hates people so much, but well, in view of his disrespect for your sister, it would be natural.
Neither do I forgive Jill Bale for his past. That makes me worried that Tiara's going to hate someone like this is also my influence. I'd like Tiara to grow up straight, just like Pride, if possible.
... Tiara.
Pride is not the only thing. Tiara also decided on three potential fiancées.
Now I'm going to be busy with Jill Bale and my mothers over planning my birthday, but... I also seem to be simply distracted. Just as Pride was filling his head with the school system at his sixteenth birthday, so too is he deliberately distracted by something.
Pride, who will be the next queen, is basically a royal or aristocratic who is not the heir to the throne to be considered a candidate for engagement.
But in Tiara's case, the royalty and nobility of another country are considered opponents in order not to shake the throne inheritance of Pride, the queen. However, in the case of aristocracy, identity is definitely reduced. There are only two modern princesses, and the preferred would be royalty. Most importantly, … if you marry a royal family from another country, Tiara will surely no longer have to worry about threatening her right to inherit the Queen of Pride.
Pride and Tiara are getting old.
But even if you assassinate the pride that made you queen, you won't get inheritance if Tiara is the wife of another royal family. Because it becomes synonymous with giving other countries the kingdom of Friesia as it is. If, in the unlikely event that that happens, Mother survives, Mother again or… if Pride has a daughter, that daughter, … without both, the heaviest blood in the royal family, or the awakener of predictive abilities, the number one priority, will eventually be the next queen.
This is why, in our country, princess dowries other than queens often become royalty of other nations the closer they are to the first throne heirs and the older they are.
It is absolutely impossible for Tiara to aim for Pride's life, etc., but there is no zero chance of getting caught up in the thoughts around it. Few of you will get involved in Tiara's unwanted and try to pull her into the vortex. It is still safer for Tiara to be married to a royal family from another country in order to protect her pride.
... Honestly, I'd be lying when it comes to not being lonely.
I grew up with Tiara, just like Pride. There was also a large part of me that thought I could support my pride because he was with me. The part that grew up as brothers and sisters and was saved by his kindness is also huge. She's definitely important to me.
Those who stand next to me in pride are chosen, and Tiara is married… in two years' time, the environment surrounding me will be different from Galari's. My brother may be an idiot, but if I can speak of greed, I would urge Tiara to at least be with the hearty royalty of her neighbor, not a very distant country. More to the point, I wish I were Prince Leon, the first prince of my neighbor, but... it would be difficult with Prince Leon, who disengaged him with pride.
Even if they don't care at all, from the outside, they decide to get a resentful reckoning. I can't help but think I've really done a shame. If that's what Prince Leon was then not Pride's fiancée, and if he were to stop being a fiancée candidate, there would have been no major problem remaining in getting engaged to Tiara. We only know each other if we don't even publish this publication. Because I had just decided to have another fiancée in my pride, and I didn't have to worry about being seen weird.
"Fiancee candidate...
Also comes up with the same head. No, I should have cleaned up my mind about Captain Column properly by the end of the day. In fact, if you look at Captain Column as Lord Bordeaux alongside Pride...
"... if you were less interested in pride and tiara, you could have told me from the beginning about the fiancée candidate instead of the list..."
Uncle Vest's words again.
When I accidentally hold my head with one hand, Arthur asks me, "Do you want to go outside?" No, I don't have time for that. If we don't switch our heads and get back to the conversation we had with our guests, we'll be putting some mud on Uncle Vest's face!
... but I can't help it all.
Pride is everything to me. And Tiara is an important sister. It's just a impossible story to tell these two not to take an interest. Even Uncle Vest, who is close to his mother and father, should know that much. In general, if you're not interested in it, I'm going to go out of my way to steal Uncle Vest's eyes and find it.
When I accidentally gripped the glass all the time, Arthur said, "Shall I change it" and confiscated it from my hand before I broke it? I look up unexpectedly feeling some hot gaze as I stare at my emptied hand. Then Prince Cedric, who should have talked to Tiara earlier, was staring at me and Arthur.
I gently meet Prince Cedric, who would have probably been watching the opportunity to talk to me about whether the conversation was cut out with Tiara early. I can't help what I see fit. I can keep him away from me like any other guest because I'm in conversation with Arthur, but... all of a sudden, something came up that I wanted to ask him.
Hi, I call you by your name, and I invite you between me and Arthur. Arthur, who brought me a new glass, glanced at me with a little surprise, but managed to match his mouth.
I receive greetings from Prince Cedric and words of celebration for my birthday, and converse appropriately as I return my thanks.
Then Arthur greets me and Prince Cedric and pulls himself back. I thought I'd hold it back, but surely Arthur buys the objection of a guest waiting to talk to me any longer. Returning the greeting from me, Prince Cedric said to Arthur, "Thank you very much."
We return to the Knights. After dropping off Arthur's back, we exchange greetings with Prince Cedric again. The conversation moved on to the contents of the exchange in the example letter, and Prince Cedric once again gave me a word of thanks.
"It's really thanks to His Royal Highness Prince Steele. He reminded me once again that he was very wise and brilliant. Excellent thinking, above all, while brainwashing. There won't be as many vessels as yours as the next generation of Regents.
I can tell by myself that there are no lies or lies in his eyes that speak vividly. Thank you, and swing the subject from me to him as I return it.
"Sister, I don't know anything about your fiancée candidacy, but I'm going to do everything I can to that person.
"Excellent. With His Royal Highness the First Prince of Style, let's say definitely cheap.
... Does this mean I intend to go far too? With my current hot head, I can only really see it the way I wore it.
"Speaking of which, how about you, the brother of His Royal Highness Prince Cedric? Excuse me, are you still planning on getting engaged or something...?
"No. Neither of my brothers intended to. Until we open the country as soon as possible and facilitate trade.
"Really?... Does His Royal Highness Prince Cedric want His Majesty to find someone soon?
Upon inquiry from me, Prince Cedric turned his eyes a little round, then frowned. I put my finger on my jaw to think about it, and I opened my mouth to squeeze it out. "Right..."
"Well, in my case, I'm ashamed to lean on my two brothers.
Prince Cedric, laughing lightly as he said so, glanced at me and continued, "I know His Royal Highness Prince Steele knows that," he said. I know exactly how much he thinks of King Lance and King Joan as his brother.
"So, well... I miss you, I can't throw away the possibility that I think. Until just a few months ago, only my brothers were everything in my world.
... everything in the world. I find myself somewhere intimate with that word. Is that what I think of my dear brother and sister as my brother? A few months ago, a pride's face came to me wondering if the word was different now, but now I prompt him to continue the story by pretending not to notice.
"But... still, I have a strong desire for my brothers to be happy. Even if the marriage is tomorrow, … ten years away. I don't mind. If my brother is the future and companion he wants, … nothing more.
That said, laughing quietly, Prince Cedric's face was undoubtedly that of a "king brother" with a king as his brother.... Regrettably, thanks to you, I've got a little bit of mind sorting too.
Yes, I still have no choice but to think of my sisters. The question is how I move there.
Two years ago, I made up my mind. For this reason, I am still learning from Jilbert about the King's distribution business in conjunction with the Regent's business.... Again, there are no problems. Even if it's Captain Column who stands next to Pride, or... even if 100 million is Prince Cedric at all, I am.
With that in mind, I return the words to Prince Cedric, "That's a wonderful will". Thank you, Prince Cedric giggles back and looks around and confirms the guests he keeps waiting to talk to me. "Well, here I am," I apologize for taking so long. And he thanked me. I also return my words with a little more serenity than before towards Prince Cedric. And finally, when he left, Prince Cedric...
"His Royal Highness Prince Steele, I..."
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Thoughts stop unexpectedly at Prince Cedric releasing unexpected words. But Prince Cedric left as quickly as he could when he thanked me before he noticed my reaction.
Wait, don't be ridiculous, that's, what, are you, like, pride's engagement...?
Unsharpened remarks on this occasion clog my throat and I can't get them out of there. While I'm confused, I'm held back by greetings from my next guest so that I can avalanche again. I couldn't even go down any further, I would deal with him, but in my head I pushed the column captain away again and all about Prince Cedric kept turning my head.
... It's going to be a horribly thick birthday in my life...