The Most Heretical Last Boss Queen Who Will Become the Source of Tragedy Will Devote Herself for the Sake of the People

"... I'm sorry. My sister Tiara...

Ha... and I inadvertently exhaled.

In front of me is King Lance, King Joan and Cedric, who deliberately took my feet for a meeting with my mother. I also greeted him with Arthur and Deputy Eric, the Kingsguard knights, with Tiara as First Princess.

Style was helping Chancellor Gilbert, and he said he should probably get some rest time by the end of his meeting with the United Kingdom of Hanazoo and his mother.

And now Cedric is dropping fast. "I'm sorry about this one..." she mumbled, her golden hair dripping and hiding his face. The two kings are pitifully grinning with their hands on their shoulders. Then I also want to laugh bitterly. 'Cause...

After greeting Cedric and the others, Tiara went back to her room to escape.

... Yeah, Cedric didn't have any flaws this time either. I understand that, too. However, my first impression of what I've been doing… is that I have no choice but to say that I deserve it.

Still, I really feel sorry for Tiara when I know Cedric, who is so fiercely one-sided so far.

Defensive battle… more than six months have passed since Cedric confessed to Tiara. Then Cedric and Tiara face-to-face several times at a ceremony or something, but they still seemed even far from your friend position.

The red-handed habits towards us have also healed somewhat. Even more so, Cedric is able to speak normally without blushing at Tiara, but the person in question is still angry, so we can't even talk friendlily.

I don't know about the two conversations except once when I helped them, but Cedric said they were the same one-way street. Besides, you think you still tipped Tiara's mood during Stile's birthday?... No, it would be extra pitiful to think about it. I can't believe it's a one-way trip to the angel tiara where we can get along independently of anyone. If I do, I'm sure I'll cry.

"My mother is waiting for you at the royal palace. It would be nice to talk to you again after this.

If it's convenient for you to come home. The king and Cedric snorted at me if I told them.

This is a meeting with the mothers of the three, including Cedric. I returned to the palace after dropping off the three men who would be guided by the guards to my mother with their servants and soldiers.... to see how Tiara is doing.

……

"Oops... sorry sister...! Me...!

Shortly after entering through the front door, Tiara greeted me with a blue face.

Curler and Chelsea, the dedicated samurai, are leaning on Tiara looking very hasty.

Maybe he returned to me that he was disrespectful as soon as he got off the spot. He greeted me once, and I didn't have a problem with it because I said no properly and then pulled it back.

It was quite blatant, if I dare say so, so much so that Tiara wouldn't have to be Cedric herself to find out that she avoided him and ran away. Slowly I return the words, laughing unexpectedly at Tiara for apologizing with a blue face.

"It's okay, Tiara. Because no one is angry.

Shall we talk in your room? So I invite Tiara to my room.

Did Tiara settle down a little too in the lenient accustomed room, by the time I asked Marie, the dedicated maid, for tea, to take a big, deep breath as she leaned on the couch. Arthur and Deputy Eric are also relieved by the usual state of Tiara.

"... I don't know, Prince Cedric.

Pomp, and a little tiara voice floats in the room.

While I'm hanging next to Tiara, too, don't you know? and when I heard the words back, Tiara nodded as she leaned against me to be a little sweet. Arthur and Deputy Eric are listening, and although they can't be heard in direct words, I gently urge them to at least talk about how Tiara feels if she calms down a little.

"That guy,... weird. Absolutely."

Puffy, and swollen tiara cheeks are adorable.

With an angry look on his face, he lay calmly on his knees at hand.

Well, sure, and I laugh bitterly at Tiara's words, too. Cedric's attitude has changed too much. Especially against me and Tiara. And Tiara, who knows nothing, is naturally confused.

Carler gently hands me the tea that Marie brewed. I also conveyed my thanks as I received them from my own dedicated samurai Lotte.

"As such a terrible thing to your sister, yet sometimes... so sweet with a crybaby, now admire your sister. Yet………. And... now, I mess with you sometimes.

Tiara whispered intermittently and whispered, stroking one of the hot tea waters with a fu... exhale.

I twist my neck to the last word, listening to Tiara say yeah.... messing with me. When did Cedric say that? Is it time for the Birthday of Style?

I didn't know if it was disrespectful, but Tiara didn't shake her head to the side and tell me what she was being mean. "It's not disrespectful or anything.... but" he zeroed, then gently put his mouth on the teacup. I turn to Arthur and Deputy Eric as I look at Tiara drinking with caution of the burns.

Naturally they don't know either of us, and he gave me back my confused gaze. No way, Cedric, do you want to mess with the kid you like or something? If so, think a little seriously about whether you should pay close attention to Cedric from me.

After a sip of tea, Tiara, who once placed the cup on the table for each plate, put it on so that she could gently tilt her little head on my shoulder.

"...... but that was so rude of me earlier, I apologize properly when I saw you after this...

Phew... Tiara's shoulder lowered to take a big sigh.

I gently stroke my head at Tiara, who frowned as if after she had been angry.

I knew Cedric and the others were coming to our castle today, but they couldn't get their minds ready in time. The same goes for simply being confessed by Cedric, but I guess there's some anxiety and worry about what lies ahead. I can't help feeling unstable either. 'Cause...

We have Tiara's sixteenth birthday in two months.

That said, Tiara's finalization of her fiancée candidacy came after she turned seventeen. I still have a year.

Still, if you were recognized as a woman at the age of sixteen, your surroundings would surely change. Tiara, who is sixteen years old, will be attending social meetings outside the country with me and Style all at once.

By the time I was sixteen, the school system was full of heads and details… on the contrary, I'd forgotten my fiancée even existed, but Tiara deserved a lot of thought for not having it.

"It's okay, Tiara. Me and Style, too,... they're all on.

That's what you say. Long hair from Tiara's head from me, and stroking her back. Tiara nodded cocklessly as she gently held her hand against her opposite shoulder. Still, I knew my anxiety was in, and I wiped my eyes with tiny thin hands to hide it from me, too.

Then we waited for time as the two of us leaned in for a while.