The Queen’s Cosmetician

Immediately after leaving the Royal Perfilia Castle, in the neighbouring town, he obtained a horse and a load, and changed all his clothes and shoes. Heath had arranged it in advance, apparently. Nothing seemed to be wrong.

It seems that that town, which arrives at a moment's notice by carriage, acts like a staging ground for one load, and it is common for the touch of merchants who have done business in the Wang capital to rent horses and pop up. I got mixed up with them and left town before noon. Follow the streets along the sea to the west.

The streets extend fan-shaped several times from the town, including side roads, and the blockade takes time and personnel. He said it would be safer and faster to go down the road because even if there was a chaser, there wouldn't be that many.

Pass some of the station buildings that rest the horses and travellers, sometimes off the streets and back again. That repeat.

On the first night I sought accommodation in town. Low in height as Deanna's head, but with a robust outer wall and gate, on a sizeable scale. I had my horse kept at the gatekeeper's stables, and I rented a room upstairs in the dining room, where washing my hands and feet is also there, and we both roll onto the sleeping table.

I was just exhausted and fell asleep as soon as we held each other.

The second day he got up early in the morning, replenished his missing supplies and left. There was no sign of tracking, and the itinerary went terribly well.

Look at yourself in the mirror.

Light brown torso. Same color beneath fluttering to the ankle. The light-purple wool woven shoulder is embroidered with dark blue thread. The country-colored cloth is expensive, so wearing small items embroidered with blue lineage yarn seems to be common-fashioned.

The brightly colored braided string that holds the dark hair together was given way by the merchant who was seated in the carriage. Because of this, I tried using it, but I feel uncomfortable because I am not used to it.

"Well, I've never dressed like this myself....... hmmmm......"

I can't help but roar. Deanna left the cabin she rented in the countryside.

The stables are next door. There are shadows beside the horse house where dawn slopes in. Heath left the cabin one foot away. Die spoke as he walked over to him on his early feet.

"Thank you for waiting"

"No. String, is something wrong?

"Something. I've helped people's many times, but it feels a little different when you wear it yourself...... Sorry, it took me a while."

Slightly off the streets, this countryside arrived last night - the night of the second day. There were no tracking problems, but the weather disobeyed me. On the road, it suddenly rained and became wet.

The clothing we are wearing is a village that was successfully reached and exchanged for the seed chunks we were carrying. Well-kept warm clothes. I was relieved to be able to procure clothes and cabins because winter would be cold if I left the settlement even after it was over.

Heath apparently was just pumping water at the well. Drop the fishing bottle that's finished transferring the water into the well and turn back to Deanna.

Encouraged by his gaze, Deanna spun around on the spot.

One lick and one round trip from top to bottom of observation eyes.

A righteous face cracks a sneer.

"It's cute."

/(adv, adv-to, adv-to, adv-to, adv-to, adv-to, adv-to, etc.

I reversed it all at once.

"... oh, yeah, shit!

"... what else?

"Well, isn't there something wrong with the way you wear it, or something?

"Weird place? There isn't. It's cute."

"I said it twice...!

Heath laughs and attracts herself, mouthing on her forehead. I don't even feel like I'm being made fun of.

Hit Deanna on the shoulder with a stare and Heath shows a wooden barrel with fodder.

"Well, will you carry this one? I will have water."

"Fine. Should I carry it to the horse?

Or do you consolidate it to bring with you on your journey?

Deanna snapped her neck.

I don't weigh a lot in the wooden barrels I've been entrusted with, and I'm glad you're waving your job. But if you're going to the horse, there's a place in Heath that you seem to be carrying on your own.

Heath, with a bucket of water in her hand, offers Deanna an empty hand. On top of that, Deanna put her empty hands on reflexively.

Enlighten at that moment.

Oh, my hand.

Did you try to connect?

"Let's go"

Heath pulls Deanna's hand and walks out.

Only a short distance away. That's why I was happy. Deanna really liked his hand. It's the hand that has always guided and protected me.

"Heath."

"Yeah?"

Move only your gaze. Heath responds to your call.

His honey-colored hair as he looked up was glowing in the morning light. There was a breathless loving smell in the pale eyes, and I was sure that would be the same for me in those eyes.

Heath was also simplifying her clothes again, and her hair just went through her hand, so everything was jumping, etc. Yet it may be a cliché, but I think it's very good looking.

No matter how melancholy he is, he will surely be attracted to his heart.

"What's up?

Deanna shook her neck sideways in Heath's pursuit and rubbed her cheeks against his arms.

"Marriage?"

"Yes. The village chief and this Leah are going to have an affair with Tom Boy, so what are you celebrating today?"

When he visited the owner of the cabin to receive the fire, the master there said in a flamboyant manner.

"The traveler on the eve of the celebration is the Virgin's servant, right? Thanks for coming. I'm sure they'll be happy."

This seemed to be the reason they lent me the cabin so quickly.

Deanna looked at Heath face to face. He also has a hard face to say about that, doesn't he?

Perfilia customs or is it also found in rural Del Ligueiria? At least it would be a custom not found in urban areas.

"It was entrusted to me by the village chief. Be sure to bless the new couple with a lunch celebration."

Because noodles and wine, and a cow, behave.

That said, the master of the cabin grinned. It is a face that does not even think of fine dust to be rejected.

The original plan was to leave the village as soon as breakfast had been completed.

Deanna glanced at Heath by her side. It is he who is determining the itinerary.

(Celebrating)

I'd like to at least congratulate you. Overnight, I took care of you, and I don't want you to make your own convenience a priority and scorn people's celebrations.

Heath nodded to her husband.

"Okay."

"Is that okay?

Deanna asked Heath unexpectedly.

"Yep. If it's lunch, it'll be a moment or so, right? And..."

He whispered with his mouth in Deanna's ear.

"No chaser"

"Huh?"

"I was watching the station building, but there was no prosecutor or anything. Everybody's making their usual moves."

"Ah...... But you know very well."

"Who told you they were back up and running?

"Oh, yes..."

Every institution where the royal castle breathed was crushed by the fold of civil unrest. Needless to say, I taught you how to restore it. He is Chancellor Perfilia.

"Whatever the time, you should say a word or so about the celebration. All the more so if you have time.... Isn't it?

Deanna smiled unexpectedly.

I was kind of asexually happy.

"Yes! That's what I thought too."

To be honest, Deanna doesn't know how to bless. The place where I was born and raised is far from the countryside.

In the flower district of my hometown, marriage was a personal affair, and the celebration was a farewell to my daughters who were leaving. In the banquet room of the Asma Hall, I asked you to take care of it, and encouraging it was a celebration.

"Truth be told, I don't know either."

"What, Heath too?

"Though in the countryside, it's out of my servant's house serving the borderline uncle's territory, and I've never decented my rural life"

So he was a little interested.

Stand side by side in the shadows of the chapel and watch as the two of you prepare your seats for the celebration.

The villagers are bringing the cloth over and spreading it so as to surround the square in front of the chapel. When a cloth made by connecting colorful cloths together covered the soil, it became colorfully loose like a blossom all the time. Adults serve old round tables, boys and girls line up wine and noodles in cages and young children run through them laughing.

Deanna laughed furiously.

Heath frowns.

"Something strange?

"No.... I'm glad you two are doing your first thing"

Heath was going through most of the time, and I'm always on the side of being followed and taught. For the first time, I don't think he's ever done that before.

Heath looks like she's in trouble and suddenly hugs Deanna's shoulder.

"Wow. Duh, what's wrong?

"No."

lips on Deanna's hair, he said.

"... you're right, I just thought"

When the celebratory seat was ready, the bride appeared in the centre of the square. Dark blue sundress with embroidery. Knitting flax fluffy hair, the children pull their hands forward and out.

The bridegroom, who waits for her in front of the chapel, also puts together dark blue clear clothes that do not meet the subtleties of her height, and faces nervously.

When the two aligned themselves at the door in front of the chapel, a priest said they had been called from a neighboring town and put a smile on his bloody face.

"- That two human gators meet. itself is one miracle first"

This is how he cut out the prefestive theory.

"The Lord God always extends the infinite possibilities before the human rattle to come. Sprinkle or scatter seeds on a snowmelt day, say hello to your neighbor or not, drink or drink water in one morning's wake, just one such casual choice is different, and some human rattles do not meet in their lifetime. Whether it was born in the same maternity parlor or awakened in a far away place, two human rattles who have gained another fate will meet and love. This is the supreme miracle and the blessing of the Lord God itself. In addition, these human rattles become one and share a fortune called family. Its future was once chaotic and calmed the beast, by the love of the Virgin.... Fortunately. A new pair. I hereby represent the Lord God and the Virgin, open and bless the future, and do not convey your happiness to the Lord God and the Virgin."

Put your hands on your chest and a priest squeals something into heaven.

Watching in mysterious comfort, another man and woman who appeared tied the bridegroom's wrist tightly together with a cloth.

I'm strangely concerned about the fact that the bridegroom's face looks stiff.

"Well, are you ready?

A priest asks the bridegroom with a nice face.

Deanna slapped Heath in the ear.

"... what begins?

"Come on......?

Heath also snapped her neck again. Apparently there's no exchange at his hometown wedding.

The priest invites the man with the cloth tied, and gives way to the place.

And he forcefully - flattened the bridegroom.

Pan, and the dry sound echoed into sunny heaven.

"I... I..."

Deanna groaned unexpectedly at the shock of the bridegroom. I don't hurt myself. It doesn't hurt, but I kind of even remember the pain.

Heath also has a slight face next to Deanna.

By contrast, the villagers looked used to it. Oh, that sounds painful, that would have hurt, and they're laughing at each other.

A priest looks over at the villagers and inquires.

"Do you all remember... that these kids never got married?"

"Oh... you mean that"

"Huh? What is it?

"No, now... that's one of those habits that reminds everyone that you two are married"

"Uh...?

"I've heard you do that on land that doesn't take proper records of marriages... Also, you think it's an admonition that keeps the husband from abusing his wife? Was there still such a custom around here?"

Though this is one country, it is also a central jurisdiction, and marital delivery is an obligation, but it is probably a remnant of a long time ago.

"Marriage was made. Even more protective today, the Blessed One is sent by the Lord God and the Virgin."

A priest invites Deanna and Heath by hand. A child with flower decorations rushed over and gave themselves a wild crown of flowers.

"Go ahead, you two, hang this on him and her."

Never leaving and holding hands tied with cloth, the bride and the bridegroom are kneeling and drooling their heads.

When we crowned their heads, I'm sure we felt the same way.

(Please)

- When you get sick, when you get healthy.

"You guys."

"Ever."

Support, love each other.

"Together, may you stay"

The feast was very lively after that.

"What, you got this? Are you gonna bump it? Both of you?"

A village daughter snorts at a bewildered Deanna.

"That's right. You've never bumped into him? If we don't bump into each other, we're not gonna have kids, are we?

"Yeah!?

"It's this one that feeds the chickens!

Old and young are throwing grains at bridegroom bridegroom full of strength. When the new couple couldn't get over it, wow, shabby, they were running off the square in a fuss.

The two of us are confused by a bowl of grain, roughly dropped in the palm of our hands.

"What do you want to do?

"Anyway, you just have to throw it..."

"By the way, you two."

Pong, and a hand stretched from behind draws Deanna and the others. Looking back in alignment, the face of the magnificent man was nearby. Heath, with her face on her face, silently pays off a man's hand from Deanna's arm.

Backwards as he put aside, the man raised his hands.

"Ooh. Excuse me.... hey, let me ask you something"

"... what is it?

"You two, how many children do you have?

"... what?

For a moment, unable to understand what had been asked, Deanna flashed.

Heath creases between her brows and groans.

"... I'm not there"

"Oh, that was bad - hey, you guys! There's a couple here who haven't been baptized for grain!

"What... wait, tell me about this one"

"Do it -!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

In response to a man's decree, children throw grains at me.

Deanna and the others screamed, and at the end of the day they went strange and laughed off.

"... oh, no more, wheat all over"

"You've had a terrible time"

You two escape into the shade of a tree in the corner of the square and pay off the dirt grain that enters the gap between your clothes. When I finished getting myself together, the two of us sat down on the spot.

The squares noise had finally calmed down and a banquet had begun focusing on the bridesmaid and bridegroom.

Apparently someone is playing. Light string sounds, claps struck, and more laughter can be played.

Look at that with your head at Heath's shoulder.

Heath shrugged with her cheeks against Deanna's head.

"I'm relieved"

"... in peace?

"... right"

And there was a land that was doomed, and houses, and possessions, and men were lost, and there were a great multitude of dwelling people.

On the other hand, there are some people here who sing a serene routine.

I'm sure that's salvation.

Raise your face and mouth on Heath's cheek. Even on his eyelid. Also for temples. To the hair, and to the lips.

Hold hands together firmly and repeat the loving act.

On a tour, the two of us raised our foreheads, laughing at each other, a voice hung from the square.

"My lord -!"

"Don't you dance? Let's dance......!

Young children are waving and blocking their mouths like their parents panicked.

I laughed bitterly at the parents who looked sorry.

"What do you say? Want to ride the kids' invitation?

"Are you dancing? Fine... does Heath know how to dance? I don't know."

To cross the social spectrum, the courtroom dance wore. That's all Die knows about dancing.

"I don't even know.... but there's no way to do it anyway. Or are you anxious that this is your first time together?

Heath, who stood up earlier, reaches out.

Take that hand. Deanna shook her head to the side.

"No.... no. Anything you want, it'll be fun."

I went into the circle of villagers and danced with them side by side.

The first of these dances was unscrupulous, but it was a lot of fun.

Deposited with his companion at noon, he thanked the master of the cabin before the feast bounced, leaving the village to get out.

Return to the street and stay west. If you cross one of the towns, go south along the coastline.

Deanna suggested to Heath behind her, shaken by a horse.

"Let's do our first thing"

"First time?

"Yes. Because of this, we both do things that we have never done"

"... I wonder what it is. Speaking of which, this is the first time in its own right."

"You mean the journey?

"No, it's about getting back to work, you and your girlfriend, fluttering."

Heath laughed as she shrugged.

"From the point of mind, if you're not doing something, you need to calm down."

"Ah.... somehow I get it. You're off, but you're taking care of your tools?

"That sounds like it.... I didn't have a place."

He grows up as his servant, having the son of an aristocratic lord as his half-brother. How comfortable that would have been for him at a young age.

I felt breathless in the flower district when I was young, too. I feel like I was exploring a place to be loved, trying to look at least, like something of a different gender, a face whispered to my mother as she looked more like me day by day.

Entering work quickly and becoming an adult was necessary to be recognized as a single individual.

"Hey, Heath."

Deanna rubbed her head against the man behind her.

"We can do anything now."

"Right."

Heath holds this forehead down with one hand and mouths it on the top of her head.

"Come on, what shall we do"

Let's do something we haven't been able to do before. Let's build up our first thing - by the time the foam blows away.

While working ourselves out that we've been scorning.