The Queen’s Cosmetician

Not so many people know about that rainy night. The truth I haven't even told the Chancellor. Why were you willing to tell that to a man? They spend only a few hours together, and they say they're the kind of guys who commercialize information.

If we don't talk, they'll sniff around. Sometimes I was afraid of that.

It's just simple, maybe I was happy.

That what spares the appearance of the two of us on the day was besides ourselves.

Strictly demanding that he could never speak out, and after telling him all the stories he had heard from the die, the man began to shrug his jaw and rethink.

"... what's wrong?

"... why did the die stay with you?

"Huh?"

In a hesitant questioning of Dadan, Mariage drew her lips and tied them. He is cluttering his short cut, sandy hair.

"... Die, Heath and I don't know if we're going through or what?

The thought stopped, for a moment.

Mariage, enlightened by what he had been told, stood up in a blast.

"... what does that mean? It is"

"'Cause you do, don't you? That's all I heard from him and he asked me to come with him... so why is Die here?

"Shut up!

Blocking the man's words, Mariage reached out and pulled his collar to his full strength. He was struck by a void. Normally, a man who would not be frightened would distort his face in a state where he was handed to a woman and grabbed by a chest barn.

"What the fuck!

"Annoying!"

Mariage yelled back.

The door is slammed in the blink of an eye.

"Your Majesty!! Sire!!! How is it done!?!?

It was still a sign that someone was about to break in. The anger that was about to reach the boiling point drew, and Mariage tried to turn her sober voice to the door.

"It's okay. Please don't come in yet."

"But"

"Orders!

The soldiers who refrain from crossing the door are in a hurry.

Dadan exhaled deeply.

"... Heath left the die"

"No, she chose me."

Of the Mizweeri family, the head of the maid also told me.

Die himself has asked me if I don't doubt myself.

I was wondering if Heath had deliberately left Die here to keep us posted on the situation in Del Ligueiria.

"You and Die haven't been dating that long, have you? Why should I trust every squire like that?

"You don't... you don't understand."

I push my forehead against the man's chest and force myself into my hand squeezing his clothes. The creaking voice was so trembling that it made me laugh myself.

"He's my first child, he's angry for me."

A small number of families served the Mizwieri family, but nothing seriously angry for Mariage had ever happened. On the contrary, my family, who had given me heartfelt thought, was not alone.

Die was a first-time squire, facing Mariage and angry for Mariage.

At that time, Mariage had just worked the tyranny of throwing Die's work tools on the floor. Nonetheless, Die turned his anger spearhead not on Mariage, but on the samurai mocking her husband's ignorance. I thought you were making fun of Mariage.

Maybe that behavior of Die comes from the goodness of the person she was born into. I would have been angry with Mariage, too.

Still.

I was happy.

Minor events. But from that moment on, the makeup artist became unique to him.

"Whoever says what, that kid's worth it"

Mariage raised her chin and moaned as she stared at the man's face in front of her.

"When I was forced to make a choice, Die chose me, not the man he would have admired"

Since that day, an unusual smile as a ”girl” seen from time to time when engaging with Heath has been shredded from the die.

Every time I think about it, it makes me feel painful about how much hardship that girl picked herself.

How can you doubt her like that?

"... I believe that. He's here... that's enough."

Dadan laughed slightly, and, well, shrugged slightly.

"If you think about it, you don't seem to be able to imitate that die. He looks clumsy."

"I'm not clumsy, I'm clumsy."

Die quickly comes to his face with what he thinks. If she was connected to Heath, she wouldn't be able to hide it.

"Why wouldn't you think that sooner? Isn't that stupid?

"Sorry about that."

Seeing what he hasn't said back to his fighting waist, Dadan seems to be stunned by himself that he can't even think about. With his torso stretched out, he sighs somewhere in regret.

"Dumb."

"Shut up!

Ironically for Mariage, Dadan shouted back fast. But as far as that face of half laughter is concerned, he does not seem angry. Mariage rang her throat with either a recoil released from the tension or a strange laugh that crept up. Dadan likewise corrects his residence and breaks his expression.

That, it was a moment.

Bang!!!!

Knocking on the door slab, a loud noise sounds indoors.

Mariage glanced at the surprise and looked back at the audio source with Dadan. The door, which should be closed until I have permission, is wide open. From there, one man jumps into the room.

When he pulled out the sword he had been wearing, he pointed sharply at Dadan for his cut.

"Are you okay?"

The magician, who puts his arms together and deposits his back at the door of the lab, throws words of anxiety in pain that he doesn't know several times already. Die grinned back softly and snorted firmly.

"It's okay."

"What are your plans for the future?

"Once you get back to your room and put your things away, then go to Master Mariage"

"Isn't it the usual time?

"Dear Mariage, I have a dinner party with Rudia. Earlier today, as a prep."

"Oh I see. He's gonna want to do something about it, too."

"Alvey, I think that's a little different"

"Oh, isn't that something similar?

Like a child who lets her mother stretch her back, Mariage makes her look beautiful when she meets Rudia. And prepare the best dishes and sparkling liquor to welcome her.

"If you can't sleep, stay in your room at night. I'll unlock this room."

Alvina doesn't go back to the dorm. Often the night is revealed in this lab. I guess I plan on doing that again today.

She's always worried about me.

"Alvey."

"What?

Taking his gaze off his neck tilting friend, Die asked.

"... why, to the royal palace?

Still before the die went up to the castle, the Mizwieri family apparently took Alvina to talk about regular employment. But she poked at it. I hated being tied up for a long time.

Stay alone in the white sand wilderness and do not like to interact with others more than necessary. Per capita, always at a certain distance.

That was no exception to the die either. Alvina doesn't try to talk about herself. Acquire countless lost techniques and manipulate them with immense magic. Where the hell did you learn to move? Real age even.

She chose to be hired at the castle.

I know that being a court magician won't allow me to behave as freely as I've ever been, and still.

"... mine, for,?

Alvina is one of the few things to know about everything that happened that Thunderstorm night. And since her reunion at the castle, she has continued to support the die whenever its spirit becomes endangered.

She also responded to the sorcerer's public call, I'm sure -...

"... no, sorry"

Die shook his head and turned his heel back. Nor would it be something to ask in a place like this.

"Die."

To the call, stop your legs.

Ahead looking back, Alvina had a quiet smile.

"Good luck."

Whatever the reason, whatever the form, I'm glad you're there for the same.

"Thank you"

I smiled bitterly and thanked him, and Die resigned from the spot.

The road to the dormitory was quiet, saying that it was still early for the completion time stipulated by most departments.

With the mountains behind it, this castle receives the longest West Day. The soft rosy colour of the evening stains the white-toned corridor. My shadow pounding in it seemed like just one drop of stain dropped on the world.

Upon reaching his room, Die quickly turned back the way he had come, placing the baggage he had received from Alvina. There's plenty of time. But I wanted to shake off this unspeakable emptiness that erodes my body as soon as possible.

"... that?

On the way to the office with greetings from different colleagues. Die blinked unexpectedly at the figure of the people who tunnel (or rather) in front of the reception room.

"What's wrong with you?

"Die! Just great!

A familiar woman turns her faded face to a die who walks over early enough. She was stuck with a trolley with tea tools in her hand.

"It's tough! His Majesty pulled out his sword during an interview with a customer and suddenly he jumped in!

"... huh?

Slipping through the side of the lady officer, who made the situation quick, Die peered into the room. The interior is full of familiar faces. Mariage, Rodimus, Assé, and - it's Dadan.

Next to Mariage, who stands with a tense expression, on the throat of an informant, Assé pokes at the cutting edge of his sword. Rodimus, who arms near the entrance, was also staring at Dadan, just like his brother. Meanwhile, Dadan is a floating one at a time when hostility is being turned against him. I look back at the prime minister and chief knights of this country as I raise my hands.

"Hey, what is it? What kind of situation is this?

"Hey, Die."

As he stepped into the room and asked for an explanation, Dadan responded with a flickering hand.

"It's a nice way to be welcomed, but what's going on with this?

"Dadan, did you do something to Master Mariage?

"You know what? Me, what's up?

Dadan looks back at the mariage beside him. Mariage shrugged her shoulders and pointed her at the tip of her mouth.

"Your Majesty, this way."

Rodimus invites Mariage with a hard voice. But she just frowned uncomfortably.

"Explain the situation, Rodimus. What the hell are you doing with this?

"Your Majesty has been judged to be in danger."

"Prime Minister, I'm asking you to tell me why."

Rodimus does not answer.

"Ass."

The same was true of the assays.

Mariage put her hands on her hips and sighed.

"Die, close the door. Put the keys down."

"Huh? Ah, yes"

"Die, don't"

Without moving his gaze from Dadan, Assé speaks out to stop him.

"Excuse me."

Die smiled bitterly. Sorry I couldn't live up to my expectations.

But I'm a Mariage minister. Unless the reasons for Rodimus' and Ass's actions can be read, her orders are paramount. Besides, the man in danger by the assay is an acquaintance of the die.

Close the door by letting the people gathering outside step back. As I lowered the key, the magic letters engraved on the four corners of the door glowed lightly and swayed. The magic of the "Soundproofing" was activated. Thereafter, there will be no leakage of conversations in this room.

"Come on, there's no one left to listen to. Explain the situation."

Rodimus seemed to have noticed Mariage with her arms together and her nose ringing.

"Until you tried to take control of another country, Your Majesty."

"... Intermittent?

"Ah? What the..."

"Don't blur."

I sip Dadan, whose eyebrow roots rise suspiciously, with the assay low.

"We've met you before."

Rodimus said.

"It was when my mother was still alive. For the aid of independence, a queen has come from the green of the abyss. You should have been in that gang."

"... what is the green of the abyss..."

It's Doppelgum.

To the groaning of the die, Assé responded.

Emerging nation Doppelgum.

It's a country in the middle of an old forest in the western continent. As the name suggests for emerging nations, it was founded and the sun is shallow, and few people know the detailed story. Die has also heard the name of Hanayashi visitors to a certain extent.

"Oh, you, were you a Doppelgum person?

Dadan shook his head in denial as Mariage cramped his mouth.

"Yeah. No."

"Spit the lie!

"No, I'm not lying about you guys. I did come to this country once with the Doppelgum guys."

"Again -..."

"Well, listen to me till the end."

Dadan laughed at Rodimus for making his expression look worse.

"But I don't think so. I've been hired by that worldless lady and sorcerer to accompany and guide me, but that's it. With the assistance of the late Queen Eirene, you don't know after that country has successfully achieved independence in its form alone. I haven't been in that country in a long time either."

In an attempt to define the authenticity of the statement, the prime ministers will be silent. Dadan hoisted the edge of his mouth deeper.

"I remember, too. Rodimus and Ass... you're the prince of this country, right? You guys were just little kids then, weren't you? I was laughing at you and your sister in the garden... I remembered thinking it was a pleasure."

"Kisama!

In Dadan's harsh words, Ass, who usually never absurd his voice, made him uncommonly exasperated.

Ass, lower your sword.

A quiet Mariage voice dominates him.

"Are you going to shake me up in front of you? Now that we know why you've alerted this frigid man, lower your swords."

"But Your Majesty"

"I'm telling you to lower it. I'm gonna punch you."

Mariage stomps her heels sharply in frustration. Assé asked his brother for judgment - he nodded and lowered his sword.

Relaxed, Dadan looks back at Mariage.

"Ooh, Her Majesty has... GOOOOOOOO!?

Kicking the man's tibia and blocking his acknowledgement, Mariage frowned uncomfortably.

"You're not bringing me any trouble, either."

"You fucking horse! You're probably the one who called me in!

"Well, how did it go?

"Ah too - please stop fighting. We're not going to be able to clean it up."

Die broke in between the two staring. I can't wait to be made more comfortable with the situation.

"You're not really a crook, are you?

Rodimus roared low behind the die. Dadan puts his hand on his head, well, he replies carelessly.

"If you're going to be vigilant, do as you please. I don't belong in any country. … no country."

"Nothing?

To Die's question, Dadan didn't answer just laughing.

"... so it seems we've been talking for a long time, Your Majesty"

In a rude tone, Rodimus asks questions.

"What the hell are we talking about?

A muscle through the spine of the die, something cold conveys. Mariaj and Dadan are limited in speaking with each other. Probably what the die was telling us - about Heath.

Mariage, looking up, annoyingly paid for the hair that fell on her shoulder.

It's about going to Perfilia.

It was a perfect poke at everyone's intentions.

'... what?

The same voice that was on the spot overlaps beautifully without this. Rodimus, who frowned, surprisingly repeated his lord's words.

"... Perfilia, go?

Dadan, who is supposed to be a party, also has the face that the situation is unreadable.

"Uh... so"

Instead, Die felt a slight headache when he saw his husband looking for the next word.

(Can you think of it again...)

I would like Mariaj to stop speaking without thinking about it later.

"Rodimus, there was talk of a tribute visit to Perfilia, wasn't there? Sure."

"Huh? Oh, yeah"

Rodimus affirmed.

"Because the other side was wearing it in attendance at the Electoral Ceremony, and Perfilia is about to mark the fifth anniversary of the Queen's reign..."

"Right. See if you can find out about the schedule as soon as possible"

"What?"

With a pompous look, Rodimus looked back at Mariage. The same was true of the assay, if you look at it.

"So I'm going to Perfilia. Ask Dadan to show you the way."

"... dude, what the... whoa!

Stepped through with his heels, Dadan mouths halfway through the words. Die looked up to heaven with sincere sympathy for him.

"Ah, even when it comes to guidance, Your Majesty. You don't have to hire a man who doesn't know how to do that, if you go down the street."

"... it doesn't matter if it's not me, but I'm pretty sure you should hire guidance to get to Perfilia."

Dadan pinches his mouth as he drops his gaze at his feet.

"You haven't sent an ambassador to another country since your predecessors collapsed, have you? Do you have any idea what's going on down the street? Security has changed a lot in the last few years. If you're going out of the country, I think you need a guide."

"And I was talking about this guy."

Everyone would have thought it was a clear lie. I just can't say enough that everything is. In fact, Dadan is familiar with the journey from Perfilia to this one.

"Rodimus, what are you doing? I said hurry."

A grumpy prime minister returns to me with the reprimand of Mariage.

"No, but"

"Orders. Prime Minister."

Rodimus broke his waist to consent, though he had an unconvincing face.

"Your Majesty."