The Queen’s Cosmetician

Rodimus proceeded loosely through the castle. It was a kind of walk that forced me to hold my hurry leg.

Dressed as Titianna, Mariage pursued a slow-footed prime minister as she scuttled the screams that rushed him. There are two strange-faced knights walking beside them. It wasn't the usual Kingsguards.

Rodimus is also being watched.

On the way out of the restricted area, the knight and the civilian waited. Now Mariaj knows the face too. It is near the ancient ginseng of Rodimus. Rodimus left with the mariage in their possession.

"Thank you for your hard work."

That was the only word on the road in Rodimus.

The two sides politely drop off their husbands and their watchmen. Mariage also imitated next door and dropped her hips deeply.

A voice is heard from a civilian.

"Let's come."

The guide changed one after the other.

A woman, a civilian, a knight, and also a woman, a civilian. What does the arranged Rodimus think? It may take some time to replace the guided personnel.

In a hurry, Mariage was pushed into the small room.

There was a client indoors. Unlike previous guides, they were to kneel before the mariage after the door had been closed.

"Your Majesty"

And they called for mariage.

Uber and Lino. It's the knight and the woman I was wearing on the die.

"... do you understand me?

"This room is furnished with a technique."

Uber answered with the utmost consent. In other words, it seems that the "paint of appearance" applied by Alvina to the mariage will become ineffective in this room.

A knight loosens his expression and labors mariage.

"Thank you for your safety."

"Time is a waste, Your Majesty. Quickly, but I need you to reschedule."

Indicates the costume in which Lino was hung. Where it takes me to take off Mariage's clothes before I explain it, it was like Titianna earlier.

"Your Highness has asked me to help you take His Majesty out of the castle."

"Not an order?

"You said it was a personal request from Rodimus Tedius. We have to force ourselves because we may be solemnized."

Uber explained to Mariage as he alerted himself outside by the window.

Lino says as he puts the sleeve of his jacket through Mariage's arm.

"We support the carriage of merchants entering and leaving the castle, Your Majesty. Please get out of there."

Mariage's samurai attire was changed to an active outfit. It was exactly what the merchant's daughter would wear.

Lino put on leather shoes with signs of ours and urged Mariage to sit in the chair in front of the mirror. Wear a powderproof cloth around the neck. Mariage looked at the table beside her. Cosmetics and their tools were listed.

Lino cleans his hands and then spreads the color plate without hesitation. Mariage recalled that she was an assistant to Die's makeup in the way she was accustomed to the woman taking a soft hairy foot brush.

Where were they after Die went missing in Tartaza and Mariage lost her legs?

He's been repositioned.

"It has not been changed, Your Majesty."

To Mariage's words, Lino smiled calmly.

"I'm only helping you with the extra space. You can't be playing without someone to serve you."

"The one to serve?

"Our servants are Setra. That's what His Majesty ordered you to do, isn't it?

Mariage frowned at Uber with her mouth pinched.

The man who ordered them to serve the Die is an irreplaceable mariage. The diagnosis was made by Assé and the chief minister, but the proclamation of the removal is given in the name of the queen.

"I'm not the queen anymore."

"The new queen has not yet stood, Your Majesty."

Fixing my makeup. Lino told me to teach.

Lino takes the powder shelter away and turns behind him. She broke Mariage's hair, which was twisted, and knitted it quickly into one. That alone made Mariage more like the daughter of a merchant.

"The Queen is you, Your Majesty"

Lino makes Mariage stand up.

"We were not near His Majesty. But... we came to see Setra."

"Whoever bears the national seal, my name is Mirror of the King"

Uber told him sternly.

"There are certainly those who, while trying to fulfill their king's duty, vandalize the country on the contrary. But you're different. Hey. Through Master Setra, we know it. You are the one to be saved."

"I might not be back here."

Mariage told both of them.

He could be dead.

I might get away with it.

Mariage can't do anything if this exposes them and drives them further into misery.

Uber and Lino laughed face-to-face.

"Tell me when you are safe and able to meet Master Setra. The days I was able to serve were very, very pleasant."

"While I was serving, it made me think a lot. The internal and external affairs of the country, the existence of a king, and the manner and meaning of those who bear the national seal. About the role of each of us. It was a short one, but it was a meaningful day. Master Setra and His Majesty gave it to me. Sufficient."

Uber passed aside in a courtesy to Mariage. I have news of visitors from outside, as I have attempted. Uber, who stuck to the door, exchanged words with the outside. Mariage had been sheltered by Lino.

Uber opens the door. The knight who showed up was Rodimus' Kingsguard. He's a face to face man on the road so far.

He invited Mariage into the hallway.

"My schedule checked. Come here."

"Your Majesty"

I can be stopped from behind when I leave the room. When Mariage looked back, Uber and Lino were upright.

"Please, be healthy"

Rodimus' Kingsguard closes the door and starts walking.

His footsteps, while graceful, were still quick to rush out. My breath bounced to chase me. Even so, I haven't been walking around in the last six months. Be aware of decreased health.

A voice hung from the leading knight on the mariage that drew a crease to his breathlessness.

"Your Highness says so."

"... from Rodimus?

Yes, and a short answer came back from the knight.

"You can run away. Return, if standing as king is to be fulfilled, this is the time not to hold two hearts, but to defend and support and serve with fidelity and devotion."

The prime minister's back, with an unfamiliar knight attached to a Kingsguard, resuscitates behind his brain.

The man who guided him to the silent mariage continued.

"Your Highness was repentant. Your Highness Evelina, for failing to protect your sister."

"... the Chancellor and Her Royal Highness were close?

I've dated Rodimus so far and never heard Evelina talk about it. He rarely spoke of his sister, nor did Mariage ask.

That was proof left that Mariage was not interested in Rodimus. Rodimus did not know deeply about the mariage of the Mizwieri era, but vice versa could be said again. We were subordinates who truly did not know each other.

"Lord Rodimus took care of Her Royal Highness, but she was not in the same position as you, my sister, who was revealed to me as the next queen."

Enter the back roads used by the lower girls and run down thin, dark stairs. Mariage listened to the man, taking care not to slip off.

"My predecessors were strictly educating Her Royal Highness the Princess. It was in the service of Lord Rodimus to look for the princess who was crying and escaped, and he was always, neglected by the princess.... Lord Rodimus used to say"

- In the dawn when Evelina takes office, let's be sure to protect her from suffering all the time.

But she's dead.

I was through with the man who might have killed that sister. I wonder how Rodimus felt about the mariages.

Is it anger? Is it sadness?

Is it both?

"My master could not kill you."

Losing him twice who swore not to protect him, for whatever reason, seems to have endured Rodimus.

"But I will also say no when it comes to whether you are enough to serve in the future"

"Still, you helped Rodimus."

"I also agree that you should not wear a poison cup. And there are a lot of people who share opinions."

Step outside and step on the dirt. It's a hardened path for the youngest maids and vendors to come and go.

Mariage doesn't know much about the man who waited there.

But I knew immediately who it was. The appearance was heard from the die.

Shortly pruned wheat hair. Tonal skin. Features colored glasses. Not many people use these tools in their youth.

Bruno Oswald.

Oswald is the Chamber of Commerce that has been arranging Die cosmetics since this year's social season. Leading it, he was the pawn of Prime Minister Zemnam Siaries, a young merchant who also had connections with Auslund.

The man looked lightly and then smiled.

It's an honor to be remembered, Your Majesty.

The carriage carrying the mariage safely went through the gates of the castle.

Mariage looked at her hands. Phosphorescence spills like sand from between the five fingers. My body was lighter and I felt tired at the same time. It was as comfortable as it was when I took off my luxurious and heavy costume.

"Your Majesty is back."

Bruno, who rides with him, points out. You still are, and Mariage exhaled.

"I didn't know this kind of magic still existed"

"I heard there are only a few people who can use it."

"I guess. … I have heard that it is difficult to expose others to magic. It was too burdensome for those covered."

Is this difficult fatigue caused by topical application? The more, I see. It's a convenient procedure, but I didn't think I'd want to use it more often.

Mariage left her heavy body on the wall in tiredness.

Ask Bruno face to face.

"Are you going to be at the Bethleim house?

"Yes, we have a commitment to discuss future proposals with your manager.... Is there somewhere else you'd like to be headed?

The man's question is insignificant. But I felt it was being tried.

Mariage held her own arm.

There was something I wanted to ask before I responded.

"Bruno Oswald. How could you have helped me?

It would be better to strengthen our relationship with Karsun from time to time. What is the point of acting with Mariage in the way of the house?

Not a merchant, but a sophisticated man does not risk without profit.

Mariage knows that.

Beyond the dark-colored bolus that fits into the glasses, the man's eyes are narrowed so as to detect the mariage. He seemed to laugh.

"I am investing in Your Majesty. We have to get it back."

The man built cosmetic supply routes across multiple countries for the die. You must have moved a huge amount of money.

Mariage pressed her finger against his temple.

"I heard that if you were too distracted by your hand, you'd be stuck."

"I advise you, it hurts. But I know that I will be able to recover this investment someday."

"Why did you invest so much in Die in the first place?

A good number of merchants flocked to the die. Bruno was the only one of them who devoted the quality that Die sought.

Bruno didn't just collect the existing one that suited her eyes. I made them new. The ones Die uses for the Queen.

Geisha and queen. If the person used is different, the quality required for the cosmetic product is different. Glossy colors even in the bright sunlight, not the dim lights of the candles. Unlike geishas who don't mind makeup falling off in a short time, powder that will never be burdensome to put on the Queen's skin that won't move out of her seat in the clerk's office for a long time. Die wanted a quality that would preserve beauty day and night, and Bruno responded to it.

The die has a national chapter, but the technique is makeup only, not the original birth or nobility, and therefore there is no back shield. Those who think when is the power of the die are in large numbers.

I'll soon be a useless long one where I let her build something new for me. There were many merchants who thought so.

Bruno snuck in when there was a meeting from the die.

Gold, materials, sales channels, connections. Don't get lost.

Bruno joins hands on his knees and responds to Mariage's query.

"Because I thought it was solid."

"Steady? Investing in makeup?

"Investing in the creation of new values through makeup"

Bruno, who corrected Mariage's words, put up three fingers.

"There are three major destinations for merchants to invest in. One has never been, a whole new technology, a commodity. If you hit it, you can even keep your name in history. If you come off, you'll have to snap your neck together."

Something that is highly dangerous and has huge profits.

"The second is what is becoming fashionable,. Hard to fail and profitable"

"What's the last one?

"Although it's already there, play it"

I broke three fingers and explained, Bruno smiled at Mariage.

"Everyone tries to dramatically change history. That kind of thing is hard for people to accept. People are lazy, and they don't want to change. No matter how bitter the status quo is. But on the other hand, I do want to change now. So just show the existing one, just a little, new possibilities. You just have to play the old stuff. It spreads easily, generates large profits and diverts what's been there, so it's not too much effort. Lady Setra's makeup was that kind of thing to me, and that's how you are to me again, Your Majesty."

Me?

"Proceedings of the Continental Conference, I have also read"

Bruno, come on.

The policy of displaced persons proposed by Delligeiria was new to the west, but not too much. There are a number of examples on other continents if you look at history. That was good, and, purely praised, Mariage breathed.

"Stick to not changing. Alternatively, try dramatic change. Any of them are many. The foolish king is conservative, and the capable king is too competent, but thus makes a difference. with or without our consciousness."

The upheaval will one day give rise to an upheaval.

Old and new clashes cause a lot of blood.

"Kings who do well in the middle of it are scarce. Her Majesty Queen Mariage Mizwieri Delligeiria. I know you are such a rare person."

So far, the proviso appeared to be Mariage.

So, Bruno asks.

"Is there somewhere I should stop by before heading to Bethleim?

- I don't think so.

To Mariage's reply, Bruno smiled satisfactorily.

I feel manipulated successfully. Mariage reassembled her arms and turned her attention to the man who was silent next to Bruno.

"Can you stay here? Ass."

The knight man, also the second son of the previous queen, was cramping his forged body into the side of the merchant. It's not the usual team uniform. He is wearing a sword, but he is wearing personal clothes.

He should have had surveillance, just like Rodimus. How did you mislead that eye? Assé was aboard Bruno's dominated carriage.

"There's no problem.... Sometimes I think I'd rather be here if there was something I could handle"

"Your brother's instructions?

"No. It's my will"

Assé, who affirmed, slightly distorted his face.

"... I want to know. What have I seen and what have I not seen? … I thought I could know it through you"

"You may not know exactly what you want."

"I know. … now."

There is strength in his fist on his lap.

"I never knew it before."

"... you can do whatever you want"

Mariage left her center of gravity on the wall and exhaled.

"Whatever you do, I don't resent you."

"Even if you don't resent it, Die will resent it"

What if Assé decides that Mariage should be slashed and discarded?

Mariage shrugs her shoulders at the bitter man.

I don't know about that.

If she was a resentful and hateful daughter, it would have been very easy.

By the end of the conversation, the carriage had entered the premises of the Bethleim family. Bruno apparently kept the business conversation an inside one. Go around the carriage through the general gate, not the main gate. Even the three of them are guided by their servants and go to the study of the Bethleim family owner.

The main owner of the Bethleim family was a man close to his grandfather if you look from Mariage. I used to collide with my father in previous years. I have learned since becoming queen that he was often careless with the Bethleim family about the cost of Mariage's mother's treatment.

The head of the Bethleim family gazed into the face of Mariage who entered the room. Then he proceeded flunkily, kneeling, and frowned a little mariage, pleading with a plundered voice.

"Sire, please, save my daughter... Silviana...!