The Queen’s Cosmetician

I have tea in front of me.

It belongs to the finest tea leaves. Ugly reddish brown. Soft aroma that tickles the nasal cavity. Titianna was kicked out after being ordered to place tea brewed for mariage, also in front of the die.

Staring at the door from the finesse, a voice hung from the mariage.

"You don't drink? It's gonna get cold."

"Oh, yes, I'll have it..."

Encouraged, Die hesitated to touch the edge of the tea vessel. Kaku Mariage has already sipped tea. It's really elegant to lift a tea bowl and put your mouth on its edge.

She placed a tea bowl on the receptacle, exhaled, and resumed the conversation.

"As I said earlier... Mizweeri is a fallen house. It's strange that I was chosen as a queen."

"... are there any conditions for a Queen's candidacy other than being a senior aristocrat?

Mizweeri is located at the bottom of the senior aristocracy, Mariage said. Will that matter?

Mariage answers Die's question as she folds her right hand finger with her elbow poked at the table.

"Being a teenager. When there are five or more daughters of advanced aristocracy of the same age, one from the house and one from the upper house will be the candidate. And then there's the fact that you're drawing the blood of the Maisemble public."

"So does Master Mariage mean the blood of the Maisemble public?

The mariage refers silently to the inscribed text on the round-table cloth. Two rings with wild roses. I first saw it at the servant's common mouth.

Dishes to the columns of the hall. It's engraved everywhere. It's the family crest of the Mizwieri family.

"Is there something in this family crest?

"Do you know what wild roses stand for?

"... the flower of the Virgin, right..."

"Yeah, you know about that."

Wild roses are flowers of the Virgin. Nothing I don't know about that. Wild roses can be seen everywhere. For example, in the chapel. The statue of the Virgin standing in the Hall of Prayer on the Sabbath has a constant circle of wild roses.

Virgin. Cynthia by name. He said he was a witch with absolute magic. He is the ancestor of Scarlett's Zhongxing, the predecessor of the Devil's Duchy Maisemble.

In the time she lived, the continent was in the midst of confusion. Dark Age of Washing Blood with Blood. Says his daughter, who calmed the war, was the Virgin and the knight who was always with her. Being out of the city well, they did their best to contain the turmoil of the continent, and Scarlett invited them to launch the country once again on the plains of the wild roses.

With the knight ruling the country as Grand Duke, the witch healing the people as Virgin, and its two bloodlines as pillars, the Devil's Principality was to flourish for ever.

"This family crest is a testament to the edge of the Maisemble public house. Mizweeri was my father's princess, the princess of the Navre family."

"The Navre family?

"Blood muscles of the Virgin. The Grand Duke of Scarlett. house absorbed by the Maisemble family when Scarlett became Maisemble"

I have heard that the Grand Duke of Scarlett was taken from country to country by the Maisemble family, which was a byline.

"And then there's my maternal grandmother, out of the Maisenburg public house"

"... Master Mariage is drawing the blood of some amazing people, isn't he?

On the basis of the luxury of the time of the Virgin, Scarlett, given the reign of the Continent - Maisemble became a country that left the bloodline of the Virgin as it was.

The Virgin, who devotes herself to the peace of the continent until the time of her death, is the subject of prayer alongside the Lord God on the Sabbath. Mariage is meant to be his descendant.

Mariage waved gently at the admiring die.

"I'm not the only one. Gertrude, Whistlewism, Bethleim, and Karsun, they all have the blood of the Maisemble Duke. That there is blood of the Grand Duke within a certain range, although I forgot about some relatives. That is the condition of the Queen's candidacy.... but I wonder where Maisemble's blood might be."

Intermediate aristocracy or even lower aristocracy if you do poorly.

Only to the blood muscles of the Grand Duke's main house, he says, is still only a senior nobleman. And when, how many times, it seems, it was due to the power of the house.

"The fact that the house has a higher character means that it is close to Maisenburg, and that being able to be close to it means how much I was being spoiled by the queen of this country at the time."

"Er, I mean, even among the senior nobles, it was a little while ago that I got along with Maisenburg, and the Mizwieri family, whose character is lower, said that... from Her Majesty the Queen of my predecessors, they weren't so fond, and they had no power,"

"How many houses will support the Queen's race? Do you think a candidate for queen of a light-hearted house could be a queen, who might lose his place in an intermediate aristocracy?

"You're not going to be"

"... tell me you can be there."

"What, you wanted me to agree that you couldn't be?

"... that's enough"

I forgive you, and Mariage drops her shoulder.

Apparently, he shouldn't have mentioned his honest thoughts.

"But when I listen to you, I find it very difficult to be a queen candidate in itself..."

Regardless of Maisemble's blood muscles, Mariage, a senior aristocrat and lowest ranked home, was chosen as the queen's candidate. Isn't that just a miracle?

Heath pushed me this far.

"... Mr. Rivot?

"Yes."

When the queen candidate was slaughtered by an epidemic and the queen candidate was to be elected, the Mizwieri family predecessor wanted his daughter, Mariage, to be among them.

"I want to give back to those who have discredited my home"

When his grandfather and father were young, the queen's affectionate Mizwieri began to be rapidly treated cold on the occasion of the replacement of the queen of earlier generations, gradually degrading, Mariage said.

"Following your father, Heath moved vigorously. I've gone out to houses everywhere and got my consent to be a queen's candidate one after another."

"Huh? But isn't that because of Master Livort, or because of Mariage's father's hard work?

"No, I'm not.... Oh, it wasn't your father who negotiated with houses everywhere. It's Heath."

"But... uh, since then, your Lord's proxy, was it?

"No, I'm not. But your father liked Heath from the start, and since I brought him to Mizweeri, he's made me do all sorts of things..."

Mariage sighed and spoke about Heath.

The reason he came to Mizweeri was that Mariage's father was attacked by thieves. I was unluckily attacked when I visited my sister, who lived in a distant land.

Having returned safely after about ten days, he met Heath in the hut where the prisoners had been gathered.

Heath, who had lost relatives and was traveling without guessing, said the Tsuji carriage he was riding had been attacked by thieves and had been captured. Mariage's fathers were rescued by his attachment to the King's Capital security.

"You worked well then, didn't you?

"Probably. Maybe he didn't think he could throw out his benefactor.... Heath started working and the house was brought back sometime, to some extent. … and I was one of the queen's candidates at some point"

By witnessing that competence, I can understand the idea of entrusting Heath with the fate of the Mizwieri family, if Mariage's father held it during his death.

But Mariage doesn't think so.

"Hey, isn't that weird?

"Huh? What's wrong?

"That's not weird!

Mariage clamped the round table with both hands and insisted.

The tea bowl on the table shakes properly.

"When Heath goes out, every house is bound to be on his side. No matter how unfriendly the house is! There must have been a lot more eligible kids in the house than me about the Queen's candidacy! Yet I was the candidate. Absolutely... I must have used some strange method..."

"Weird, how, is it..."

Perhaps Heath is good at every negotiation. Has it not won its support by communicating to its opponents the interest of Mariage in becoming a candidate for queen in dialogue? It's not unnatural.

Die asked Mariage, who exposed her discomfort, wrinkled between her eyebrows and drank her tea.

"... Isn't it a pleasure for Lady Mariage to be a candidate for Queen?

"I don't want to be a queen. I told you. I don't even think I can be."

"Then... why didn't you resign your queen candidacy? … I hear that the Queen's candidacy will be decided upon with your consent."

Mariage is unwilling to run for queen.

It is also clear to the eyes of the newcomer Die that he hates participation in the various ceremonies, their preparation and everything, which takes place as a consistency in the ritual of electing the queen.

If that's all you hate, you should have refused.

Mariage leaned over with a bitter look on her face.

She shudders with a trembling voice.

"... it's your father's will..."

"... Will?

"Yes.... your father asked me. I want you to be queen. It wasn't until then that you asked me for something. I started."

Mariage looked up and saw the die.

"I could be a queen candidate. But that's it. No matter how much heath moves, I can't. We don't have the same influence as the other four houses."

"The Queen's race isn't all about family."

"Right. But I can't. I don't dance well. Even the song is not good. I'm not even smart. I hate studying. It's not beautiful. Because it's character... this is right. I know it's not cute.... I've always said there's no way I could be a queen. We all take it for granted that if we become queen candidates, we can also be queens."

Listen carefully, Mariage told Die.

"This house is so cold treated from all over that your father tells me to be queen. I don't know when or what will trigger me if I want to re-hold it, and a man I don't know anywhere is making me widen all by myself. Take what he says, this house where you think I'm gonna be queen, invisible to reality, full of idiots"

I'm sorry to hear that, she repeats.

"There's no honor in working for me. Even if the foil doesn't stick as I wish, I don't know......!

"I seek no honor, no foil,"

With the intention of stopping Mariage from speaking, Die strongly affirmed. I could hardly hear any more of her derogatory remarks.

Mariage glances in surprise.

"You scared me, didn't you come all the way over here because of the foil?

"I'm not."

Die clearly denied it.

"I've been... looking for a new place to work. Then Master Liveau introduced me to the job in good condition, so I just took it on.... Of course, I thought a little bit about what Master Mariage said, but even if I got fired, it would make it easier for me to find a job later, that's all."

I was never looking for fame.

What I want is a place to live.

without tormenting the people of the flower streets.

A place where you can live as a makeup artist.

That's all.

Die chuckled.

"If you take it from me, I was allowed to work for the nobles. That's all I need."

"... you don't have to be my queen, do you?

"Right. Yeah, but I've just been sworn in to Master Liveaux to help her become queen, and during that time, to work to make her queen. So if Mariage can't be queen, I'm sorry to hear that."

Ultimately, it doesn't matter.

If Mariage offers Die a place to live as a makeup artist.

Mariage is silent with a strange face.

Afraid of that silence, Die added the words.

"Master Mariage is already a queen candidate, and because of that, I think we should try harder. Ladies and gentlemen, I'm counting on you."

Mariage becomes queen.

Mariage curses the expected servants for being stupid, but it is only fitting that Mariage should be willing to be chosen more than she has taken on the Queen's candidacy, and move along.

Mariage shook her neck loosely beside Die's remarks.

"No, it's not."

"No... what is it?

"Expectations. You're mistaken. I'm not expecting it. Everybody believes I'm going to be queen. Give me that man's words. No one or him. At some point, I'm on Heath's side and I believe in his word. Um, even Laura and the others."

Laura and the ancient ginseng were wary of Heath. Still, I now perform my work solemnly in accordance with his life.

"... everyone is sure he can make me queen. That's all he's capable of.... so I'm sure... when I can't be, I'm the one to blame..."

Oh, and Die understood abruptly.

Didn't Heath say?

Mariage has no confidence in herself.

That's why I'm so anxious.

Scared.

Intimidate your surroundings. Like a cat with hair upside down.

"Nobody, I don't blame you. Dear Mariage,"

That's moonlight, and I thought, Die put some comfort words to Mariage.

Her walnut-colored eyes are covered. With a staring look, she is turning to die.

Gripping a tea bowl that had cooled down, Die spoke to Mariage.

"At least now I have no reason to blame Master Mariage.... but I don't think I blame you all, Master Mariage, not just me. Of course, as it is now...... if you don't work hard, you won't. I'm not sure about the character of the house, but it's for everyone who doesn't like it, and it depends on their efforts."

"... how can I try?

To Mariage, who asked in a dark voice, Die roared, Mmm.

"... like trying not to show you what you don't like?

Think according to makeup.

The skeleton of birth cannot be changed. So emphasise the beauty with skin care and makeup, while cleverly concealing the drawbacks. By doing so, the women become more beautiful and confident.

At the end of the day, even without makeup, it shines with its own power.

Die nearly smiled at Mariage.

"Since Master Mariage was a little girl, he's been serving people, isn't he? If I try, I don't think there's anyone to blame."

I heard most servants serve Mizweeri from their parents' bills. They will have been watching Mariage since she was born.

Is it something the servants hold for such a husband that Mariage fears?

I don't know.

"That's right. … I think everyone is following Master Liveau because he's working so hard."

He pleaded earnestly.

Make his master a true, national lord.

If that desperation had not been for honesty, Die would not have accepted his invitation.

Mariage gives me a bitter look.

"That man is desperate because he wants power. If I become queen, he goes up to the castle, too. I can gain strength."

"... power... what is it?

It is true that if it is also near the queen, it can gain strength.

"How does Master Liveau say that?

"To reward you for what you received from your father.... who would believe such a saint's answer?"

Like throwing up, Mariage answers.

I see. I have no reason to devote myself to my daughter, who is not even close, because of her duty to a dead man. That's if it doesn't have a purpose.

But - Heath is not adamant about power. That's what I feel.

Mariaj sighs this sightlessly at the silent die.

"You don't mean you're on that guy's side after all, either"

"Huh... Huh?

Mariage stood up looking like a hundred million bucks and pointed straight at the door.

"That's enough. Call Titianna."

"Uh, uh, Ma, Maria"

"I don't mumble!

"Ha!"

Mariage steps on her feet.

Die stood upright and thanked him and rushed out.

Step on the dance and look back, softly peeking at what's going on indoors.

Mariage lazily sits back in her chair.

Die slowly closed the door and sighed.

The figure of Mariage staring into the void with her impassive eyes.

It was because it was terribly painful and visible to my eyes.