The Rotten Lady Rosa Wants to Watch Over Love from the Shadows

"Really, what an impotent daughter..."

An evening approaching, a corner of Chris' outhouse - Rosa's living room.

Rosa's bedroom, where she often collapsed, was often visited by Chris and his dancers, in addition to Ladu, who halfway became the attending physician, but today a new member was to be added to the touch of her face.

"I can't believe I drink tea myself knowing it's poisoned..."

Whimpering with a faint voice is the most honorable woman in the Kingdom of Berk.

It is Dorothea, a luscious queen analogous to Tuberose.

Alongside Chris, Leon, Radu, and Anton, sitting in a round chair by the bedside, Dorothea stared at Rosa's sleeping face as she could think of.

She often pretends to be flashy on a daily basis, but now her makeup has also fallen off and her hair, which should have been beautifully put together, has seeped and flaked away running fatigue.

After Rosa drank tea and passed out, for a few moments.

The garden, which should have been calm, became a fuss like a hive.

Dorothea, suspicious of her lowest surname from Rosa's remarks, beside healer Radu and priest Anton quickly hitting on her embrace, ordered their captivity.

Leon himself captured them with instant magic and quickly gained certainty by Chris' ability that they were the culprits.

The two surnames worked together to make it look counterproductive and poisoned the Queen's cup.

That poison, which Rosa was to drink, is not a common poison such as arsenic, but a "rotten poison" with the magic of the curse, according to Anton, who is familiar with the class of curses.

It boasts the overwhelming power of dramatically fortifying the fungus that weakens the gut with negative magic, saying it nests in the body of the Warcraft, and that once drunk, the gut rots at a terrible rate, leading to death in agony.

If you kick it with non-standard magic, you can mitigate the cursive action, but still avoid the effects of the nucleating fungus.

I mean, any high-magic owner can kill, horrible poison.

However, although Rosa only threw up blood once, she didn't have to take any more damage.

In Ladu's view, she is now only asleep from fatigue, thanks, for one thing, to the overlapping of miraculous fortunes.

First, healing magic is difficult for healers to interfere with.

The magic that strengthened the fungus was, in other words, the power to grow and activate a organism called fungus, so little could be done in Rosa's body.

Of course there was a threat of fungus itself, but what a pretty weakened effect that, coincidentally, Rosa was drinking soil at the same time.

According to Radu, some fungi have properties that they prefer and adsorb into charcoal and soil, and they may also be used for detoxification, and even if they nest in the body of a warcraft, that would be similar.

Indeed, a miraculous coincidence.

No - given the nature of the girl, I'm sure after looking that far, did she go into action?

"Rosa's purple eyes always spot the truth. And... no matter how dangerous it is, if it's to save someone, it's the kid who jumps in without looking over there"

After a street-level examination, Radu, lying on the sleeping table with Rosa sleeping, told him so in front of the one who would sip and watch.

"Take your poison yourself, but win the trust of Her Majesty the Queen... and you must have wanted to lean in"

and.

That's right.

Rather than being there, Radu accepted Rosa's series of actions as "drinking herself poisoned tea to earn the Queen's trust, or to cover it".

Only Anton embarked on what he had said, but after a little thought, he sat back in his chair.

Only he had a feeling that Rosa's actions were due to crap, but also because he was hesitant to bother telling me that on this occasion.

"Even if you don't do that, the words make good enough sense..."

"No, but if Her Majesty the Queen fell poisoned as it were, Rosa, who brought in tea, would have been suspected first. Maybe you thought you needed to go that far in order to thoroughly crush your suspicions about yourself. Well, I guess I'll think about it."

"Still, normally, I would try to explain it in words first. This liver is cold for the odd audacity Rosa sometimes shows"

Chris, Radu, and Leon look at each other when they say their opinions.

"Exactly, brother. This, no matter how many hearts you have, is not enough. I really want Rosa out of the palace."

"I agree with you on that. It's just that there's an option in the main palace healing room."

"There's a room in the palace where the Queen has been held under house arrest."

"Ladies and gentlemen, calm down. Let's not run inhumane, yeah."

In a worried recoil, if Chris squeals house arrest with his sitting eyes, the blue-fatted Anton will be forgiven with a trembling voice.

Then the queen opened her mouth.

"Such a child... you are here"

The vanity peeled off everything, it was a quiet voice.

"Noble, merciful, angel of roses.... Exactly. I wish I'd seen a woman harass you, but I can't even throw my own life to protect you and try to earn your trust."

He buries his face in his thin fingers and speaks in a cuddly voice.

Far from their usual dignified, chested appearance, the Leons exchanged their gazes and eventually Chris cut them out.

"Your Majesty. No,... Mother. That, what Rosa was saying, is it true?

It was a cautious voice.

"My mother didn't really like men - she loved roses, not tuberoses, and the truth is, she wanted friends."

…………

Dorothea pushes silently for a while.

She spins smoothly if she disagrees with the cat's voice, but no, that's why she seemed to forget how to make a heartfelt voice.

"... I used to like horseback riding and swords."

Eventually, Dorothea tried to scratch the words and spoke out in a pompous manner.

"I liked to learn. There was a lot of magic, so everyone gave me a glimpse. I felt more like a prince than a princess. One day I will rule and lead my country. He said that he would be a nobler king than anyone else, more intelligent and sober, more like a rose."

In the unexpected mother's past, Leon and Chris open their eyes.

Strangely, however, that confession, heard in a voice that swept away the discouragement, felt firmly acceptable.

In shining blonde hair, big eyes that seem to be strong of will.

Unsurprisingly, she is the mother of the magnificent Leon and the victorious Chris.

But, and Dorothea lay her eyes down.

"But the first thing I was seen by His Majesty the King and came to this country was to be stripped naked. Surrounded by dozens of female officers and doctors, she was tested for her aptitude as a woman. Locked in a room in the palace, even held by His Majesty the King... waiting to host a child who will inherit the royal blood"

That's what Leon said earlier, "Queen's room."

Historical kings committed to the royal lineage have imposed house arrest in the name of protection until the queen conceived and delivered her child safely.

There was nothing in that room, overflowing with luxurious furniture and luxurious jewellery, that would support intelligence and humanity.

An elegant cage to keep a woman.

"I would have loved it if it was beautiful. However, he looked nasty as soon as he tried to be strong and satiated. If His Majesty shows compassion, you'll be jealous. I was constantly exposed to mockery, and I was mixed with mud in tea, and I was poisoned. The samurai were separated or betrayed. To live... the only way I could keep myself was to kill my heart"

The heart, which should have been clean and rich, rubs off every time a trusted samurai leaves, so that her thin skin can peel off.

Dorothea supported it by impersonating the mud.

Gorgeous, arrogant.

Drowned in color and luxury, a harsh woman.

Yeah, well, I'm fine with Tuberose for myself.

Whether you are scolded, frightened, or even satisfied, it makes you bloom vividly -.

"I was being mean. If I hadn't, I couldn't help but be miserable. Besides, if she was a beautiful, stupid woman, she would have relieved herself and reduced the risk of poisoning her. I was satisfied. But"

So he groaned again, "But," and Dorothea looked down at Rosa sleeping.

"When I heard her rumors, the anger that was pushing me deep came back to life."

Angel of a noble and merciful rose.

What is the difference between a girl loved by everyone and herself?

Behind myself for letting go of all virtues, why is this girl, generously sheltered and gently laughing...

"I wanted to drag this kid down. That's why I set this up at the tea party. Still, she never broke.... I lost. You don't stab my thorns in the trunk of generous, protected, fat goodwill."

Dorothea squeaks and squeals so.

Chris was listening to it in silence, but eventually looked up and called out as he had decided to.

"No, Mother. That's not true."

"Huh?"

"There is no doubt that Rosa is noble and merciful. But... it's not because she's been protected."

On the contrary, Chris, who tells him, was unconsciously shaking his fist.

"She... Rosa grew up being abused by Uncle Langheim"

"What the...?

"Hey, what?

Dorothea opens her eyes a little to disturbing remarks.

Anton was also upset by all the tumbling from his chair, but Chris took it as a surprise for the priest and flushed it very naturally.

"I'll skip the details here now, but Uncle Langheim neglected Rosa, didn't give her enough to eat, and she seems to have added a fold when. That's why Rosa is so merciful, while showing frightening bare gestures against the men around her."

- I am trembling when I dive my breath and look at my lords.

Dorothea, who remembered Rosa's remarks, breathed as a haze.

"I am such a woman," he exclaimed, a self-derisive expression.

Behavior that was so brilliant and beautiful, but always modest.

Easy to throw your life out. Don't look over there.

The queen, who felt they all connected to a single line, honestly accepted Chris' words.

"Oh no... bye"

"Rosa Cruel Story" spreads with amazing momentum.

Dorothea, who touched one end of it, was the moment of infection.

"This kid... even under such circumstances, he says he has maintained that integrity...?

The emerald eyes overlooking Rosa, at last, it moistened.