The Queen’s Cosmetician

Carefully ascend the steep arrangement behind the royal castle relying on Marutai instead of the stairs. My breath bounced in addition to my thoughts because I was awake all night, and my back was still sweating as I went up.

The cold wind stroking your cheeks is unbelievably pleasant. Die stopped and looked around.

Covered by dense little round leaves, this high ground was once the place where Die's friends lost their lives. Mariage is now often visiting to take a breath.

To the man standing upright in the midst of that plain, Die called as he took off his jacket.

"Ass."

"Die.... you came"

"Yep.... Roddy told me. Where's Lady Mariage?

"Over there."

An assay showed the location with his gaze on the die lined up next to him.

Beyond the slightly shaky leaves and leaves, there is a glimpse of the hem of the glistening costume. Die hung his jacket on his arm and proceeded to walk under the mariage.

Die's master lay directly on his back on the grass without looking attached to getting dirty. The unraveled black brown hair is shaken by the wind, and one of the houses conceals her expression.

Die sat down next to him. Mariage showed no reaction.

"I'm eating, my hair"

With all due respect, Die took her hair off Mariage's face with her fingers.

"Will you sleep?

He's awake.

Mariage groans with a low voice and opens her eyes thinly. Die put his jaw on the knee he held and put his gaze back from the master to the front.

There are no clouds in the clear sky, and the sunlight is shaking like a curtain to make the view of the earth glow. The endless white sand wilderness, the cluttered streets of the backtown, the red roof streaks of the aristocratic halls, and the royal palace of White Asia - all feel as far away as they dreamed.

Peace.

As far as staring from afar.

Mariage asks.

"... how was the city?

"Asma had a head for a deterioration in security.... Looks like the displaced are more problematic than I thought. I heard that in the back town we will be organizing a new vigilante, mainly a commercial union. In a couple of days, I'll file an application with the bureau."

"Yes.... what do vigilantes do?

"They say it's policing. Circuit the city and arbitrate fights. Then work with the chapel's mutual aid club to offer good offices to one of the displaced.... He just said there are limits"

"You want me to hit you quickly?

"... right"

Die affirmed modestly.

Mariage went deep and sighed.

Now that the air of the castle is stretched out day by day, I was tempted to leave my lord. Still, the reason Die went down below the castle as a return home was because Mariage wanted to know what was going on in the city.

"How were your sisters?

"Sisters...... are you talking about all the geishas? The Almas would have been fine. I was also sending my regards to Master Mariage. Looks like he was happy with the treats."

"Yes.... what about Mizweeri?

"Unchanged. Teena was growing up."

Titianna's daughter's name is Ainatina. Mariage thought.

When I took it on, I didn't hide the annoying smell, but I decided behind it with a nomenclature dictionary and a headline.

"Mr. Huntingdon, too, has been calm.... I was worried. About Master Mariage."

Laura Huntingdon still works for the Mizwilli family as a samurai head. However, since she was injured on the night of the Queen's race, she has tended to feel ill and has given up her main duties to the lease and is devastated.

"You're hearing Laura, too. My reputation."

"Yeah, sure. You impressed me that you worked so hard that I didn't think you were the old Mariage."

"That's not what I meant, idiot. If you're just trying, you won't have to worry about me.... I wonder who blew one bad mouth into an old man, at all..."

Reading the back of the statement is what Mariage is all about.

reputation, Mariage seems to have figured out exactly what it means. Die tongued himself in the chest adding an extra word.

Mariage's reputation as queen is by no means good.

I don't know what you're thinking. Don't listen to the lower words. I don't understand anything about politics (that is).

Incompetent.

Lie down.

"I don't want a free man in Mizweeri who's just wasting his time telling the sick. We have to find it..."

"Don't tell me you're going to beat him up."

"Why should I look? You find it and go beat him up."

"Uh, is that my role?

When the die complained of dissatisfaction, Mariage loosened her mouth to a grin. Die was also followed and laughed, and at all costs, I saw Mariage's hand. She was holding her fist hard enough to lose her blood.

Die reached out hesitantly to praise her husband for his actions.

"It hurts..."

"Die."

Mariage holds Die's hand back hard. Die frowned and responded to her husband's unsound reaction.

"Yes, Your Majesty"

"... I wonder if what I'm doing is so incomprehensible"

Mariaj's hand is trembling with strength until Die's fingers turn white.

"I, I knew I hated books. Reading it doesn't get you right in the head. The report also...... From all over, the village was gone, the fields burned, the workshop destroyed. Such news comes in writing. But I don't know what it feels like. So? I think. So... I just wanted to go check it out."

"I know, sir."

"So I went to see it, and I thought it was tough, so think about it for me..."

Mariage jams words and bites her lower lip. The lid, which remains stiff and closed, is probably for tears.

Die put his strength into his hand connecting with the misery of his lord.

Mariage was diligently trying to fulfill the responsibilities of the national lord.

Patience in the face of the report questioned Rodimus and Rudia and looked for past jurisprudence from elusive history books to come to a discussion with the consuls. He also listened to all the reports that would come from the senior nobles. It was unthinkable patience from the old mariage.

The consuls, however, merely pioneer in mariage, which repeats their common sense and misguided allegations. The nobles also began not to hide their outrageous attitude in the royal palace, which did not show the desired reaction where they raised the report, and hence in its principal mariage.

The more you move, the more painful Mariage looks at your side.

There are few things Die can do for Mariage.

Refrain by her side until late at night, pour if the lantern runs out of oil, find the materials instead, and be careful not to rough your skin.

But I can't take Mariage's position or her suffering.

"I don't think I could have done that."

Mariage shrugged.

"Serenesty told me. I wonder if I, the amateur, can protect my country in these times of turmoil."

One end of the reason for Mariage's unprecedented immersion in government lies with Queen Perfilia.

Mariage proclaimed to the queen of the land. Try to protect this country.

But -...

Mariage exhaled a seeping breath of tiredness.

"You mean that woman was right, right? It was impossible. I was chosen to be a decoration, to be the most incompetent."

"That's not true."

Die praised strongly.

"I'll tell you as many times as I can. Lady Mariage was never chosen as a decoration."

"Then why are you interrupting my statement? Don't you have ears to listen to? Even today's meeting.... you think I'm playing and speaking out?

"Everyone is just not used to the way Master Mariage does. Because it's only been a little over a year since Master Mariage took office. There are also many who admire Dear Mariage, who is enthusiastic about government. Some people say things they have no heart for, but that's because they have expectations for Master Mariage. Dear Mariage, you can stay where you are."

"In this way, when will that bird be unnecessary?

Mariage stares at the bird that lingers on the shoulder of the die. Alvina's devil to protect the die. That's a really birdy thing to do, relaxing feathers.

It's been a month and a half since Die borrowed this bird from Alvina.

The trigger is not a return home to the back town. It was because one of the women officers made a case of being slashed with a dagger by a die.

She had an elected lover to accompany the border inspection, which Mariage decided to push off the consuls' opposition. It turned my dissatisfaction with Mariage, which endangers my lover, into a die. Fortunately, it didn't come down to importance, but Die was compelled to think about his own security.

Even though he has grown taller than before, the size of the die is no different. It is easy to conquer a die, both male and female.

The fact that the perimeter of the die must be consolidated with escorts in the castle where it should be safe. That seemed to be beating the mariage.

"I'm... I'm fine, Your Majesty"

"Die, you belong to me. I'm not human enough to be hurt and left flat."

Mariage covered her eyes with an empty hand.

The wind winds up her black brown hair.

"I don't know what to do."

The voice, dispersed by the wind blowing across, was slightly damp.

Early after returning from the high ground to the castle, Mariage had a fever.

I guess some of the rare weak sounds were due to ill health and weakness. Given an antipyretic, she keeps sleeping unconsciously even when the sun goes down.

Leaving a mariage with no sign of awakening, Die secretly left the castle with Rodimus. It was to rendezvous with Rudia Gertrude in a mansion owned by Rodimus.

"As it is, Master Mariage will be here."

Rodimus and Rudia all exhaled in wonder at Die's appeal.

The round table is lined with evenings, but no one tries to reach out. The sinking air was shredding their appetites from each other.

"... even for me, I just wanted to ask you how your majesty is..."

Rudia opened her mouth in regret.

"My further attendance could unnecessarily exacerbate His Majesty's position"

Rudia, who decided to elect Mariage in the Queen's race, is in the position of guardian who serves as the queen's advisor. As a result, Rudia was the only person in the aristocratic class who had the right to see freely with Mariage. However, in the event of abuse of that right, he buys objections from people other than the Gertrude family.

I want to avoid Rudia's inability to bring together the aristocrats. Because the country will not stand without their cooperation with their faces as lords of every region.

"Shouldn't Mariage visit Master Rudia better? Roddy."

"It doesn't make much sense, Die. Then I'd rather your majesty have less time with your aunt and more opportunity to meet with the lords instead. Auntie, I want you to focus on putting the people together."

"The only thing that cuts my time to meet Rudia... is that Mariage is looking forward to it."

But it's not a good idea to show your aunt that you're using her a lot.

Die also understands what Rodimus is saying. But for Mariage, there are only a few people who can reveal their troubles. Reducing your chances of meeting with one of those few, Rudia, is a further burden to Mariage.

Rudia sighed several times.

"I have a home for you as a quiet place for times like this..."

Mariage will not return to Mizweeri. So much so that I ordered Die to go see what was going on there.

"Dear Rudia... May I ask you one thing?

Rudia, who was moisturizing her thirst for a die inquiry, took her mouth off the edge of the tea vessel.

"I don't mind. What would you like to hear?

"... I'm talking about Lady Eirene"

Rudia's expression only stretches for a moment.

Tied his lips to the tension, Die looked at Rudia.

Rich golden hair, tied without gaps. Green blue treasure ball meshed beauty eyes. I see white skin in a glossy dark blue costume.

Equipped with elegance and piercing locks, this quaint lady said she was a friend of her predecessor, Queen Elaine.

"How was Lady Eirene ruled this country?

"We've talked about the reign before, haven't we? Nothing special."

"That can't be right"

Die accidentally held his fist in absurdity.

Indeed, Die, along with Mariage, had learned from Rudia and Rodimus about Eirene.

Eirene Dorzi Delligeiria. From the Dorzi family are the two queens. Mother of Rodimus and Ass. She is also the real sister of Rudia's husband, Byram Gertrude. During his time in office, Doppelgum has admitted to adopting the state's constitution.

Famous as the prestigious lord of Delligeria - because he is a ruler who endured the wave of collapse of the Devil's Principality.

"Dear Rudia, listen to me. It was very peaceful around me until I became Master Mariage's facialist. It was as far away as a fairy tale that Maisemble had perished and that so many countries had disappeared together. I should have only bothered myself."

Asma once told Die.

When the Devil's Principality put an end to its long history, it made sure it was dragged down and the nations around it fell. One of the few countries that was fortunate enough to survive was Del Ligueiria.

It was the queen of the time who made it possible.

"How was Lady Eirene protected from this country? How..."

Did you continue to stand as queen?

What Die wants to know is not what Eirene has accomplished. That's the way to go. How did you stand and behave and be recognized as a queen? You were leading the officials, the nobles, together...

Rudia's deep exhalation echoes the blazing sound of the fireplace's blazing fire.

"It was with some luck that Eirene was able to protect this country."

Die blinked at Rudia's confession.

"Luck...?

"That's right....... From the very beginning of its founding, Del Ligueiria has been a country with very little political involvement with Maisemble. We have heard that Maisemble has rarely tried to be actively involved in this country. I don't know why."

On the contrary, it was so strongly affected that it was governed by the Principality of the Devil, not directly but indirectly.

"This is our number one good fortune. Secondly, geography. Fallen countries were often seen around Maisemble. Our land is far from those countries, and the harsh landscape around the border has stopped refugees weary of long journeys."

And Elaine grinned bitterly.

"The luckiest thing about Eirene is that he's been years since he took office, Die"

"Years…"

"That's right. When Maisemble fell, Eirene had been in power for ten years. Of course, there were qualities and efforts of Eirene herself. But if this is a mild time unlike now, it is not difficult to establish a good relationship with the Consuls and the Hordes. Eirene knew how to order them to move. That's why we were able to work together on the ordeal. … If Eirene were placed in a similar position to Mariage, he might be turning his back on the situation"

"My mother was... gentle and weak..."

Rodimus groans in nostalgia for the old days. Rudia nodded in agreement.

"... everything, is it bad time?

In a sifting voice, Die asked the two of them.

"Times are... bad timing, so it doesn't work out right? You're working so hard.... Dear Mariage, I am sorry. Alone with short temper, difficulty and impatience. But now I'm so desperate. I've been trying to fulfill the Queen's duties, and everyone says that that one doesn't deserve it. That one is working so hard......! I'm trying...!!

Mariage also had a path to live in peace as a decoration.

But she chose not to run away from her responsibilities as queen. I saw all of the problems and carried them.

If Mariage is not worthy of a queen, who the hell should she be?

"I know, Die"

Rodimus said to Die in a gentle voice.

"What Your Majesty... Mariage is really trying to do. That's why we're here now, worried about her. Wouldn't you?

"I do have to say that times and times are bad.... but I can't just mourn that. We must be raised up. We need to figure out what we can do to help Mariage move forward."

"... what can we do too...?

Die rebelled.

Rudia smiled.

"That's right, Die. We are also responsible for defending our country… I am responsible as head of the nobility. Rodimus is responsible as prime minister. And you too - …"