The Queen’s Cosmetician

For the first time in a long time, the pale Ethereal Clothes through the sleeves brought discomfort.

It's not just costumes. Step on the soil of your homeland again and make yourself known in a room in the royal castle. I was unmetaphorically uncomfortable with all of that series of acts.

It's as if I've become foreign.

"Chancellor"

To the call, he turns back. The guard who picked him up politely thanked him and marked the end of his wonderful time.

"Your Majesty is waiting."

"Okay."

Accept, clasp cuffs and walk out.

The royal castle, accompanied by guards, was still somewhere relatively visible.

Titianna's crying face jumped into her clearer vision.

"Titi......"

The plundered voices are as if they were not your own.

Titianna, delighted by the call, grabbed Die's hand and nodded in an emotional manner.

"Yes. It's me. Good...... notice"

I can't understand the meaning of her words well. Die closed his mouth to his heavy body as if he had packed lead.

"Remember? Die."

Titianna asks the die, who tends to breathe rough.

"I was falling into the garden in the rain, and I had high fever for days, and I stayed asleep all the time"

"Ah, meh...?

Rapidly, memories were recalled.

Thunder running into the sky. Birds going around in it. Rain.

A dark garden. A shadow falling on the earth. And - …….

People walking away.

"Titi!"

bounced off the hanging cloth, waking up his torso and Die screamed.

"Today, what the hell... KEHOO!

But at the next moment, my thirsty throat cramps and coughs hard. Titianna slowly stroked Titianna rubbing the back of the die, rounded to hold the tummy that was drawn.

"Are you okay? Don't be impotent. It's a long way down, but I still have the fever."

After that word, the date she added stunned the die. Nearly ten days have already elapsed since the day Mariage was elected queen. The reign ceremony was over with everything.

"Mariage... how are you?

"Yeah. He was worried about the die."

"Now, in the castle?

"No. I have business today and you're here. You'll be delighted to report that you're awake."

Titianna stood up, stroking the head of a die whose breath had finally calmed down. Walking over to the cupboard, she reaches for the water drain.

"Really, it was tough."

Titianna said mysteriously as she drew the water into the high cup.

"Mariage was attacked by someone on her way home from the castle. Though you were safe. Right now, Mrs. Rudia and I are desperately looking for the killer to help us. This mansion has everyone on guard asleep, too. Maybe the Dies attacked the guy who tried to break into us."

Die shook her head small as she handed her water.

No, it's not.

The person who attacked me was never someone who didn't know what to do.

Never - but I hoped it was a dream.

"Mr. Huntingdon said so. Die and Lady Liveau and I were talking and the three of us found some weird shadows in the garden, and we all went to see how it went?

"... Huh?

His mouth off the edge of the high cup, Die flashed in surprise.

"... Mr. Huntingdon, alive?

"Yeah. Looks like I was glad my dagger stayed stabbed. That guy was a lot worse too, but he managed to re-hold it and woke up yesterday. It's strange that Die, who should have been mildly ill, wakes up slower..."

Really good, Titianna laughed.

While moisturizing his throat, the die faces the information given and the memory.

"Titi.... Livot, what about you?

"... I don't know where you are, Die"

To Die's inquiry, she suddenly clouded her expression.

"You've been murdered... have you managed to escape? I hope you're not caught and weird because you're familiar with the inside of the Mizweeri family."

Rudia is looking for him, too. Titianna shrugged, leaving the Gertrude family to be looked after.

Die then caught his eye on his own appearance in the mirror where he rested.

Touch the white bandage wrapped around your neck with horror. The feel of a man's fingers eating into his neck revived vividly.

There's dull pain there, as if it exists to tell you it's not a dream.

Die turned to Titianna.

"Titty, can I see Mr. Huntingdon?

"Huh. Yeah. That, of course, as soon as you get better."

"It's not. Now... now I want to see you"

"Now!?

She peeled her eyes a little and shook her neck to the side with momentum that was about to cut a thousand.

"No, you can't! What are you going to say? Even Mr. Huntingdon doesn't know if you're waking up right now... and even you're so fluffy...!

"I know that. But please. If Mr. Huntingdon is asleep, I'll wait until he wakes up. Will you take me to my room?

"Dr. Rodovico will piss you off."

"Then crawl, but I'll go"

"Die!"

Titianna holds onto the die that pushes her hand and crawls out of her bedroom. The die, who shook off the stop and squeezed the back of his nearby chair, stood up, was stunned by the fact that his breath rose with only that much motion.

"Look at that."

Hands on his hips, Titianna shouted.

"... If you want to see Mr. Huntingdon so much already, I'll take you there"

"Titi......!

"Except! You'll be home soon. And I'll turn back as soon as I feel bad along the way."

Titianna nudges her index finger against the tip of the die's nose. Die grinned and nodded bitterly at Titianna as she pushed her eyebrow wrinkles deeper, okay.

"... the die? You woke up?

The samurai agreed with Mariage, who stopped her hand from moving the writing instrument.

"The fever seems to have dropped a lot too."

"What about Rodovico?

"I'm going to be visiting you at night."

"Yes."

Mariage nodded and stared at the writing, which was filled with surprise letters. Although we have successfully completed our reign first and ascended to the castle as queen, there are some suspensions that must be handled as Mizwieri family owners. Until now, it has been left to Heath, but from now on, it has to be Mariage just to look through. Though Kilim, the deacon, had easily assembled most of the paperwork for me, it took me a while to understand just what I had been tired of.

If Mariage only confirms the first processing, then Kilim will take on the management of the Mizweeri family, like Heath once did. There is also assistance from the castle. I didn't get a headache even though I thought it was the only time I should.

Just fine. You should be able to take a break.

Mariage drank a cup of cold tea and took a seat with the writing set aside.

After getting permission from Titianna to go see Laura, Die gently wipes her body, wipes her sweat and dresses in clean clothes. In a body that lost strength, it also took some time to support itself.

Die, finally out of the room, was carried by Titianna.

"... su, excuse me. I'm going to let you carry it..."

Die groaned as he was about to disappear into sorrow.

"You don't have a choice. Fluffy stuff. And it's okay. Because it's so light."

"Huh."

"I need to eat well again to get better."

Because the die wasted time, the meal is behind us. I was going to take it after I got back from Laura's room. Heavy water first, or it would be equivalent.

Go down the hallway and up the stairs. The top floor of the annex is lined with the rooms of the servants who hold the title of head and name.

Heath's residence was there, too.

"Oh, Die"

In front of Laura's bedroom, a maid with a basin raised stopped.

"Reese."

"You woke up? Are you okay?"

"Yep. Well...... somehow"

"Reese, is Mr. Huntingdon awake now?

To Titianna's inquiry, Reese nodded.

"Yep. I just had porridge. I'm awake. What, are you running errands for Mr. Huntingdon?

To her twisting her neck, Die returns an ambiguous laugh. Reese shrugged his shoulder, leaving him to take care and go downstairs.

Put the die down on the floor and Titianna knocks on the door.

"... who could it be?

"Die."

Who cares? Die stood up and responded to the question.

Put it down for a few beats, there's a response.

"... come in"

As per permission, Die did not hesitate to open the door.

Rooms lined up on the top floor are bigger than the rest. Behind it, on a sleeping table resting by the window, Laura picked up her upper body and picked up the die.

"... when did you wake up?

Die walked over to Laura, accompanied by Titianna.

"Just now."

Taking her hand off Titianna, Die looked down at the lady's head. There is no blood in Laura's face to be seen up close. But only that look was terribly sharp.

"... Titianna. Take your seats off."

"Huh?"

Titianna, who was attracting a chair, blinked at Laura's order.

"But"

"Titty. Please do it from me, too"

Die just pinched his mouth.

"Let me just talk to you two for a second."

Titianna stands in trouble with her face. I guess there's resistance to leaving only two sick people behind.

"... waiting outside the room, Die"

After getting lost for a while, she dropped her shoulder like she'd given up.

"Call me as soon as you're sick."

"Yes."

"Well, excuse me, sir."

Titianna, who thanked Laura, leaves the room with a face that pulls her hair back.

"Have a seat. You'll be hard too."

Laura urged him to take a seat at the die who was staring at the door that could be closed.

"... how are you doing? Die."

As the die lowers her back to the chair as recommended, she quickly opens her mouth.

"Honestly, it's not good. Not really."

Die confessed. I just moved while being carried away and my tiredness weighs down to the tip of my finger. Consciousness also hung somewhere.

Still, I have to check with Laura.

"... Master Livort... did Heath and I lie about someone attacking us where we were together, for Master Mariage's sake? Mr. Huntingdon."

"Yes."

Lola returns the affirmation, without a nibble.

Die, expecting somewhere in her mind to be questioned about what she was talking about, laid her eyes down discouraged.

My chest snaps.

Laura continued her words.

"There must be no such thing as a servant of the queen's birth house, who sent out a man against the land, and so forth. This is an important time for Master Mariage. We have to hide it through."

"Heath hasn't decided yet that she hates the country."

"Are you still sheltering that man when he says he's about to be killed?

Laura turned her contempt eyes to the die.

"It will be obvious from that mouthful that he was using Master Mariage to harm this country."

"... Mr. Huntingdon, do you have a conversation with me and him?

"… to the point where you were strangled, I remember some flying parts"

So you're saying she wasn't passed out then?

Depositing her back deep on the wall, Laura said.

"What you know about this is me and Dear Mariage, Mrs. Rudia of the Gertrude family. And none other than the sorcerer who helped us."

"Mage?

"This is your friend, Alvina. Without her, I wouldn't have kept my life either."

Alvina, who discovered the sleeping guard with Titianna, said she looked around the garden and discovered Die and Laura. Laura, who was a bug breath, regained it, apparently due to her first aid.

"Die, you too, keep this behind your chest."

Die took his gaze off Laura, who pushed to never reveal anything to anyone.

"... he said he was seen contacting you"

"Yeah, that's right."

Laura nodded forcefully at the affirmation.

"There have been birds used to people beside that man several times before, but none of them could be pursued without being a decision hit. That night, through the study window in the room that the man was using, I saw him letting the bird escape. … I immediately went to the inquisition"

Finally got to the point. That's why Laura, who came to the unpopular office that night, seemed convinced Heath was there.

"Did you just see the bird? Could it be a normal bird, though? You just might have let a stray bird get away with it? Did you find him suspicious?

Even if Die had seen that look, he wouldn't have remembered what the question was. At best, people are accustomed to talking about birds as public stories.

"It's as if you blame me for finding that man's place, Die"

"Why should I blame you? Mr. Huntingdon.... I just want to know why"

I had my eyes on him as suspicious and nervous about one bird, for that reason.

"If you try it on me, it's not surprising why everyone has become suspicious of that man. Um, even Master Mariage said he hated it at first."

Laura lowly said she was stupid.

"Surely that man has benefited this House. Whatever the true purpose of the man, it must have been the man who chose Maryage to run for queen and finally became queen."

But she made her expression even more rugged.

"Die, I told you before. You, the newcomers from outside the gate, cannot be forgiven. To forgive my chi, I needed the certainty that it was enough for trust. but i always wondered.... I wonder why the man wants to push Lady Mariage up to the queen."

That was the question Mariage had always spoken of when Die came to this mansion.

Soon, I was driven to the corner of my consciousness, it was an inquiry.

He said it was benevolent.

he said. He said he owed Mariage his father a reward.

"Can you really work like that just for benevolence"

Laura jumped at the words of Die.

"Everyone, while somewhat suspicious, was just letting that question flow into the benefits it would bring. I didn't forget. I couldn't help but think that there was a connection between that man and his husband the more vague words such as grace prevailed. Power? That man didn't deny it, but he didn't look stubborn. It seemed to me like I wanted something else."

Die himself has asked Heath.

Laura's proposition.

But it was obscured.

"I was attentive to that man, careful, and kept observing.... There are many other reasons why I thought he was suspicious, besides birds, but decision hitting..."

"Enough is enough."

Die shook his head with force in the fist he placed on his lap.

"... Enough already. Thank you."

Sorry to push you away from yourself, but it was the limit.

I haven't been able to sort it out yet.

Every word of Laura makes her aware of her separation from Heath.

My chest hurts twitchy as if I stabbed a needle.

My consciousness was blurred.

"Die."

Laura stops the die from getting up from the chair and fluttering to the exit.

"I suspect you, too. You were about to be killed. But they didn't kill me. He said it was to stay beside Mariage and contact the man about the country."

"... Mr. Huntingdon..."

End of terrible suspicion.

How can you see such a thing?

And how can you talk about it, directed at a die person?

Die groaned low.

"Would you kill me? Mr. Huntingdon."

Die went on to silent Laura.

"If it's suspicious, right now. … I won't resist now"

Indulge in tears that seep into your eyes and narrow your eyes.

"Heath, too, wish you'd killed me right then"

-... I didn't want to wake up, etc.

I'm not regretting it. It's just hard.

It wasn't me who chose this path.

Laura turns away from the die.

"... if you die, Master Mariage mourns and grieves"

Outside the window, she shifted her gaze to the clear sky, and she shrugged.

"I've always expected you to be a good squire for Mariage, Die."