Maybe it's time for Stale to come home.
During the sunny afternoon, he rolled onto the lawn of the garden and threw a relaxing pride at Tiara as he looked around.
After lunch, they had a relaxing lunch break, but there was still no stale next to them.Now that it was time for Arthur to meet him, Stale hurried to the practice hall, and now he was lying face down on the lawn waiting loosely.
Pride and Tiara tried to accompany me around the corner, but they refused to let me finish today anyway.
Arthur just joined the army the other day, but since joining the army a year ago, he has been making arrangements and practicing aiming at a time when both Stale and Arthur have had their breaks.There are times when we can meet carefully depending on the day, and there are times when we end up meeting several times.
Especially when we were waiting for Arthur on our schedule, Stale was always in a hurry.The First Prince hurried to the practice hall on his own feet because he didn't want to use instantaneous travel.Stale himself was a pride and tiara who said, "It's just right for pre-practice preparation exercises," but I certainly know that's not the only reason.
"Wow... I'm kind of sleepy today..."
Tiara waited for a stale while spreading a book on the lawn with pride, but was gradually drunk by the sun.
Small and overflowing in your hand, your eyes rub against it.I couldn't see the page of the book that was illuminated by the sun very well, but I didn't really know if it was reflected in the sun or if my eyelids were crushing.I fell asleep on the comfortable lawn and was assaulted by an extra sleeper because it was pride next to me.I put my cheek on my arm with the book I was looking at with pride open.
Pride smiled at Tiara as her eyes melted.I wondered if my reading time would be interrupted and stroked my little sister's head off just once.
"Tiara, if you sleep like that, you'll get marks on your cheeks."
Cute and soft cheeks with corners.Until then, she stopped thinking and advised that Tiara's cheeks on her arms would fall asleep with red marks.As a result of sleeping in the same position with the carpet in my room before, Tiara felt ashamed without losing traces of her cheeks until dinner.
Tiara, already halfway into her dream world, makes her eyebrows smaller with her sleeping head.I rolled on my back to the lawn from my face, just thinking that it would be embarrassing if the scars were found again.The light of the sun illuminated the field of view because it was not in the shade of the tree, but there was no problem if it was covered with a thin back of the hand.But even though she's asleep, she laughs with her eyebrows at the pride in her thoughtful way of sleeping."Tiara," she said, rising from her facedown position and resting on the lawn.
"Then the grass on the grass is tangled. Come on, this way."
Tiara's hair decoration is crushed slightly by the rolling clap on her back, and even longer golden hair spreads to the lawn.
Pride, holding a bunch of gold with his fingers in such a state, folded his knees and slapped him.Tiara, who changed her face's angle with her eyes that remained nearly half melted in Pride's words, woke up only for a moment.
Pride repeated the blink twice on his own invited knee.Pride laughed softly again, saying "Welcome", thinking that his neat expression looked like a cat.
Tiara, who gave a sunny smile to the invitation from her undoubtedly sister, made her voice play with joy."Yes!" I just woke up and jumped into my sister's lap, and the swaying golden color spread.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I sank into a slight sleep, much softer and more comfortable warmth than a lawn that was too thin for my own arm.I immediately realized that it belonged to my sister who loved the sweet scent of flowers running through her nostrils.I leaned sideways and entrusted myself to the feeling of happiness above the clouds.It was soft, warm and tight, and she smiled even after her closed mouth fell asleep.
I called my sister sleeping with a smile that was too full. I wondered if she was still awake and brushed her hair, but there was no reply.Her sleeping face was as cute as ever, and the pride she said in her heart kept her back so that she wouldn't wake up the thin strands of hair on Tiara's face.The more you comb it, the more comfortable it is that the finger streets will become habitual every time.If you stroke it down along the flow of hair and put your hands back on the curly hair again, you won't get tired of doing it many times.I forgot the time and kept watching my sister's face as it warmed up in the sun and became sunny.
"Thank you for waiting, Pride Tiara."
The voice suddenly shouted, and for the first time, she stopped her hand and raised her face.
Beyond his gaze, Stale, who had finished his practice with Arthur, ran over a thick book in one hand.Pride raised his index finger and stroked the tiara again to make Stale move forward and backward one step at a time.Tiara's expression is still full of happiness when she is asleep without a single breath.
Pride's signal was to stop and loosen his feet as he rushed.Attempts were made to approach him by being careful not to make any noise on the lawn, and not to wake up the sleeping tiara.
As the distance narrowed, I found my sister sleeping on Pride's lap sleeping happily ever after.I'm glad you didn't wake me up and exhale for a minute.
I sat down opposite my sisters and laid the book I was going to read gently on the lawn.The more you look at it, the happier you sleep, and the more you want to stick your swollen cheeks with your mouth corners up.If it weren't for the faceless face of the friendly sisters, Stale would certainly have cut himself loose.
"Good day, how was your relationship with Arthur?"
"Yes, as usual. Somehow the guy who was supposed to have had a break first was breathing out."
That's what I'm saying, and now I'm consciously laughing small.
Even though it was a pride that made me feel better without expressions, Stale often wanted to laugh back at me.Especially in Arthur's talk.
The calm voice tone was difficult to determine whether he was angry or not, but the smile was definitely a smile with pleasure.
"Thanks to me, I was able to break through more than usual."
That said, Pride laughs at Stale, who braggingly strengthens his eyes a little bit.
That's good, I want to stroke my head just like Tiara, whispering awesomely.But unfortunately, I can't reach it now.
Pride, with his hands down, remembered the important thing there and gently swayed the tiara on his lap.Tiara, Stale's here, wake up and call again and again, but Tiara, who has fallen asleep with a smile, never wakes up.I wondered what was going on while I was trying not to wake Tiara up earlier, but Stale grabbed her broken knee and took her gaze off somehow.
What struck me was a book that would have been open to my sisters.Tiara has been deciding on a book since this morning, when she was talking about reading in the garden due to the fine weather.It is also usual for pride to read together.
Though I thought it was this book today, I realized that Tiara liked it when I looked at the elaborate illustrations and the array of letters.I have long known Tiara's book preferences.
"Stale"
When I was thinking about that vaguely, I was summoned with a soft voice and Stale turned back to pride on her cheeks and face.
It turns out that someday her hands, which were supposed to be empty, are buried.A fork on the right hand and a cake on a plate on the left.
Now that the guards and maids were at a certain distance, I noticed a basket next to them.Until now, only the sisters who were friendly were in my eyes and not in mine.
Now that the lid was closed, there was no doubt that Pride would have taken it out.
"I really wanted to give it to you with Tiara," she laughed, gazing over her lap.However, I hesitated to leave the cake in warm temperatures any longer or to force a tear that seemed pleasant.
"Stale, you've been busier than usual with Arthur's battalion test lately.That's why it's sweet when you're tired.I talked to Tiara and got her ready for Stale. "
Of course, it was Tiara and the two of us.Don't forget to convey your sister's compassion and kindness and make her laugh.
For my own sake, and slightly wide-eyed Stale compared the sisters to the cake.The chestnut cake that looks delicious is something that the three of us have just told us is delicious.I definitely thought it was just a plug my sister had prepared for me, and that's all I had to do was pop my little chest.
I can only hear a voice saying, "Thank you."The feeling and joy of not waking up Tiara.
Sitting down and lowering my head to show my gratitude, Pride smiled back with a smile.She laughs in the light of the sun, and Stale thinks it's really like a flower many times.
"That's fine, let's split it up.Leave Tiara's share. "
"It's fine, it's just for one stale."
Tiara would definitely appreciate it.And while confidently saying so, Pride puts a fork in the cake himself.Remove the chestnuts at the apex so that they do not collapse suddenly and stick from the cream part to the tart part, and a corner rolls over the plate.Once again, if I thoroughly stabbed it with a fork, I could get a bite of the stale.
"Yes, please."
That's how I stabbed and stretched a sip to the stale.
Before the fork suddenly flowed, Stale swallowed once in his mouth.I know you behave badly as a royal family, but today is not the first time from Pride or Tiara.But still, if he was still a pride opponent, the light would remain. Pride stretched to his mouth... and stopped on the way.
A few centimeters later, the cake cream was poking Stale's lips.Pride frowned and laughed at Stale, who stared at her with her lips tied to her when she stopped halfway.
"... I'm sorry, I can't seem to get any more.May I have your neck stretched out from Stale? "
"Ah....... it's lit up..."
Just a few more centimeters, and I can't stretch my arm anymore.
I wanted to get closer to Stale from myself, but I couldn't move a step because I had a tiara on my lap.And finally I noticed that Stale leaned forward, ashamed of the fact that she had been waiting for me.Tiara and Pride have always served tea to each other because they are children during tea time, but I think it is the first time I have eaten it from myself.Whether I was ashamed or hesitant, they always brought sweets to my mouth.
However, this time, when I think of eating from myself, my face becomes tingling and hot.Even when I was in the city, I took it from a girl many times, as a matter of course.And yet it's so exciting and embarrassing because of pride.I snorted my throat twice for no reason.
If you're ready to open your mouth, you'll be worried that you'll still be able to eat a bite-sized cake.I don't want to fall into a lawn or pride dress in the unlikely event.
Stale, who opened his mouth bigger than usual, carefully surrounded and picked the cake.I was so obsessed with eating beautifully that I forgot to taste it for a moment, but after I pulled back, the sweetness of the dust and chestnuts spread to my mouth.Looking at the pride of smell and happiness makes the taste and vision sweet.When I swallowed it, Pride had just finished preparing a second sip.
"Delicious?"
"Yes... I'll forget how tired I am. Thank you very much."
I'll thank Tiara later."I'm glad," she continued with a smile, and she stretched another sip of cake.
It's not easy to close the distance, tilt your torso again and open your mouth.I think it would be better if I received the fork and dish if I ate them myself, but it still suits the sweetness in front of me.If you put it in your mouth, it's still much sweeter and tastier than when you ate it before.Besides, I was more comfortable eating cake by myself in front of pride and tiara who didn't eat anything.In that case, it would obviously be much better if Pride "gave it to me".
I was healed by a bite or two and the supreme sweetness, thinking of an excuse that only I could understand.
─... in a couple of years, I guess I won't be able to do anything like this.
I am twelve years old and Pride thirteen this year.
I'm sure if you take a break like this, you won't be able to relax naturally until you're an adult.Stale thinks quietly as she sees her sister smiling happily in front of her and her sister sleeping in the comfort of the sun.
The more royalty and nobility grow up, the less they will do this.I'm much more embarrassed than I am now. Even if you get along, your distance as a royal aristocrat will certainly be open.Besides, I am a brother to Tiara and an assistant and servant to Pride.
Then I thought of accepting a little bit of embarrassment while I was a "child" that I recognized with others, even at my age.
For now only, I feel the flow of time that I cannot resist even if I don't respond.