The Queen’s Cosmetician

Not long after dawn from the first day of arrival in Lugrois.

Mariage ordered me to return the documents I had finished looking through to the man who was holding them aside.

"Inform the other party of your acceptance. Then I'll take care of the plan."

"Yes, sir."

Civilian politely gives a compliment. He is a civilian who has served in the royal castle since Eirene's generation and is a magnificent man with the extraction of this journey. It was my first time out of the country, so I was wandering around early on in my journey, but it looked like I was getting used to things a lot.

Looking sideways at the man leaving the room after an errand, Mariage sank deeply into the sitting chair.

Although it's only been a day, I'm tired of Mayor Lugrois behaving. Day two is caring ahead.

But it was quite comfortable during the reception given to that Raina. A number of equally sized windows are facing the courtyard, and there is no dust outside that was annoying. The fabric covering the dirt walls is also loose in colour, but it is not too beautiful, and I can tell that the conditioning was chosen - if it was just a sloppy separate house, it would be perfect.

The truth is that I can't say that. Every event was jammed, and one comes next.

And so on.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Can I have a word with you?

A woman entered the room by opening the door without permission. It's Alvina. Stopped nearby, she puffily swayed three knitted knitted pieces only loose, peeking into Mariage's face.

"I'm not in the mood. Then I wish I hadn't let you go to that mayor's."

"Nothing like that. They make me work early in the morning and I'm just sleepy."

"Good luck with that"

Alvina speaks the words of labor in a shattered tone. In a situation where no one is in the room except himself, Alvina shows no respect for the time being. Mariage is not angry either.

There are three samurai brought from Delligeria, including Yuma, but they have left one in the next room to pay already from this time. Sighing in the quiet room, Mariage woke her body up.

"Are we done with the investigation?

"Yep. As Maria read, there were other wiretapping procedures in place. The numbers aren't like that, and the surgery itself isn't a big deal... but yes, this. Survey"

Offer Alvina the skinned paperwork pinch she had in her hand. When I opened it I received it, it was detailed in the drawing of the guest compartment that had been housed.

"Because I left it more or less disabled, as I made it into this room. But be careful."

"... If I tell everyone, I don't think it's a good idea..."

"There might be one out there who's scared or atrophied. Assé, why don't we just talk about you or something?

"I will. Then let me see this when Assé gets back."

"If he sees it, dispose of it?

"I'll take care of it."

"Huh....... hehe"

Alvina suddenly laughs as she picks up the paperwork pinch. Mariage looked up at her with strange eyes.

"What's wrong with you?

"It's not weird. Wow. I'm impressed. I was wondering if the mayors would distract me a little more."

"Alvina, didn't you know?

Raise the edge of your mouth ironically by accident.

I'm suspicious.

It hasn't been the nature of honest belief in people for a long time. But to that extent, I think it has been polished since the reign.

I don't feel comfortable being a little gentle.

"... right"

Alvina agreed and grinned.

"That's what I'm buying you, Maria"

"... I don't trust you either, Alvina"

Alvina still laughs even as Mariage stares at her. I was rather in a good mood.

Exhaled, Mariage groaned.

"What the hell are you doing, hanging out with a die?

I'm not expecting an answer. I just couldn't help but question it.

Alvina's magic skills are beyond the realm of skill. Mariage already understood that.

Mariage hadn't forgotten yet. Um, chosen queen, thunderstorm night. This magician burned the assassin, who had been pointing at Mariage, with a blue jar. In that next moment he crossed the space from the space and was in the garden of a remote misweeri.

The magic of metastasis was lost long ago long enough to be called a legend anymore. How difficult it is to exercise without anything, neither the chant of the curse nor the formation, even if one hundred steps were conceded and the art was not obsolete. Now that I've gained some insight, I know.

Not just metastases. Alvina treats a number of techniques that no one can know to breathe. Here's why I'm not even willing to show Alvina the difficulty of speaking equally to myself, the queen. If she gets serious, it's probably easy to even destroy the country instead of killing Mariage.

Why would a sorcerer deviate from such a normal track put his shoulder in a die?

And that's, what the hell, how long?

"... I really like Maria's mistake that she's dating a die, not me. Wow"

"It must be true."

Alvina keeps grinning.

But his eyes are amazingly cold.

When there is true familiarity behind it, it is only when you are dealing with a die.

But still, I don't trust you - the same is true of that man whose cold eyes softly collapse on his die opponent.

"Alvina"

"Hey, Your Majesty"

"... Are you on the Die's side?

Mariage looked up at Alvina. Brushing a thin smile on his mouth and slightly lowering his gaze, it was a strange stillness that led to the Virgin who said in the Cathedral.

"... I'm looking for something, Your Majesty."

"Looking for...?

"Yes, I feel like I could be found by the die."

Alvina whispered as she pressed her raised index finger against her own crease. Hey, that's why.

"... don't worry, Maria. I'm on the Die's side. And as long as it's not dark, your"

"... then it will be a long day for you to be on my side. Because there won't be a day when I'm not stupid."

"Oh, my God. I'm not cute."

"I humbled myself, too."

"Humble! From Maria's mouth! You've grown..."

Shut up.

Mariage moaned with her cheek cane poked at her elbow. Alvina exhales.

"Maria's in a really bad mood. That's why I used to send Die to the mayor. Eli Eli."

You know, and Mariage sent a lukewarm gaze to the sorcerer.

"Die's not in a position to just wear makeup on me. She has to move."

As such, it was necessary to show the first time working inside and out.

Good afternoon.

A light noise sounded and Mariage pointed the face towards the door, aligned with Alvina. Guess the next customer is here.

The time to chat is over.

Mariage asks behind Alvina, who had already begun to walk to the entrance and exit.

"I put an assay on the die.... Even your birds protect the die, right?

Alvina, who stopped walking, looked back just at her face and Ken.

"Of course.... so don't worry"

"... I'm not anxious."

"Oh, really?

Alvina wraps her neck around the handle of the door.

Mariage moaned as she reached for the bell calling the maid placed on the table.

"I'm just wondering why you have to lend that mayor a die."

Alvina, Pu, erupts in a grand way. A civilian standing in the hallway stared round his eyes from the shadow of an open door as he held his belly and laughed at the pieces.

A square living room facing southeast is the place guided by a man who picked him up before the sun even rose. A carpet bearing the crest of the city of Lugrois was laid, with one chair of different sizes in the centre of it. Appearances and a round table serving as a workbench were also available.

Arrange the contents of the cosmetic bag on its tabletop as it is inspected.

Rose water for moisturizing, essential oil of laurel tree fruit. Honey. beeswax. whey. A few other dishes.

In addition, the products Rayna uses on a daily basis.

Those stuffed bold vials randomly reflect the weak light of the morning on the table.

Pour water into the toilet and count the cloths with a variety of uses - Die solitary in his chest, making sure the tools were free of chips.

(I used to make up for other people, even though they didn't like me)

It was before I took office as queen yet. He didn't even think much about practicing in the faces of the samurai by then.

(You hated me so much when I was Master Arishuel...)

Alishuel Gertrude, who was the head of the queen's candidate. After Die took on her makeup, Mariage did not get herself close with eclampsia. I was so distressed to forgive you.

-... it has not been two years since then.

Like a long time ago, even though it seems.

"Die?"

Apparently, he had stopped working on it.

Die replied to Raina's inquiry. Leaving herself deeply in the heavy-duty chair, Rayna looks up to Die in surprise.

"I'm sorry, Lady Raina"

"No, you don't have to apologize. I just thought it would be fun to work. I want Rayna's kids to make up for you while you sneer like a die."

Everyone was so loud, Die smiled bitterly at Raina pointing her tip.

"You said the same thing to me as you."

"With Master Mariage?

"Yes. Me and others, it's, like, loud."

"Really? But Master Mariage is a good king. I'm allowing the Dies to speak up. You can be forgiving."

"If that's what you mean, Lady Raina will be the same. Lady Raina, forgive all the samurai for their whispers. You're a good husband."

"Oh, you've been well returned"

Rayna laughed by the time she covered her chills with her fingertips.

I'm so innocent that I don't think I'm in a position to rule a city by turning.

Die looked down at Raina again.

I hear yellow is the national color of Clan Hive, but are you aware of that, Rayna was wrapped in that little depressed costume. It is a costume with several layers of thin silk overlapping from high toggle to foot. The rich chest was tied in the shape of a butterfly, covered in a wide range of clams. With the exception of its decorative knots, besides the twisted grass pattern sewn on the cuffs and hem, the decorative look is neat with nothing. But her own qualities, she was wonderful and gorgeous.

Die finished his preparations and drew Xiao Tao aside. Give Reina another thank you.

"Let's get started."

"Best regards, Phew, fun."

Die spread the powdered cloth in front of Raina. Fasten the end of the cloth with a nod and continue to remove the paper string from the table.

"Excuse me. Your hair."

Put your hand in the collar foot to put it together. The wheat hair was soft and finger-smooth. I never felt the effects of dust drifting all the time into the universe.

Die stared over the appearance he had put forward at Raina's tiny face, which was revealed in the outline.

eyes handed out without madness from left to right. Shaped nose. fleshy lips. Her skin, slightly darker than her hair, was just as dull as her hair.

This time it will be done from makeup as well as care. Permission was taken from Mariage and Die himself applied to Raina.

The more overlapping the physical contact, the easier it is to reduce the distance from the target.

The geisha of the flower district suck up all the information from the guests. That's because they're good at talking, of course, but lightening the mouth of overlaid customers is one end of the reason.

If you touch Raina through care, you can expect some similar effects.

(I'm not sure you're a good listener...)

If you can't read Rayna's thoughts, you have to tell Del Ligueiria why you're so friendly. Mariage says. Die's master thinks it's not enough from his childhood admiration.

Die can't talk about being politically oriented in the first place.

However, from a different point of view than Mariage, you will be able to pick up about the thread that will tell you who Raina is.

The dies dropped the essential oils into the palms of the cleaned hands and rubbed their hands together. Turn around behind Rayna and put in a no.

"Excuse me, sir."

Reach out and touch Rayna's face shoulder-to-shoulder. Neck muscles, beside ears, cheeks, temples, forehead. Slip your finger belly in turn.

Rayna exhaled.

"Kimochi is good..."

"That's good"

Die was surprised to see if there was any resistance to her as she smiled at Raina, who entrusted herself. If the die is an assassin, we can poke one steep spot.

Didn't Raina's neighbors disagree when Die suggested taking care of her skin in addition to makeup?

Die glanced at the right wall. Sheila is holding back with no gaps. The distance between her and the Dies was so far as to be considered slightly too far apart to escort. There's another person in this room on Raina's side. Only the young lady who writes this motion at the writing desk that touches the window.

Assé serves as the escort for the die. Standing alongside Sheila, he has a relaxing bird on his shoulder. Alvina's demon. I am still strictly ordered to walk with me.

"Hey, Die"

Die regained consciousness to Rayna.

"Yes, Mayor"

"Is this how Die always touches Mariage before makeup?

"Right."

"Why?"

"You can remove swelling on your face, and it will come with better white powder. It will also hold makeup better...... Lady Raina didn't have a specialist like me."

"Really? Have your skin polished every night, but not until just before makeup. Makeup is also as good as beating white powder and adding color to the eyes and creases."

Raina glanced at the desk by the window. The samurai is moving the writing instrument as she watches the movement of Die's hand.

"So this time you'll learn a lot for her. How many years has Die been doing this kind of work?

Die calculated the number of years with his hands in motion.

"About twelve years, is it?"

"Just like Rayna."

"With Lady Raina?

"Yes, since Raina started helping her father govern the city."