Since Alexei's birthday, about half a month has passed.

In anticipation of the day when the School of Magic was to be a holiday, a Trinity Council was convened for the first time in months. It is a meeting of the three Dukes of Eurnova, Eursein, Eurmagna and others gathered before the Emperor.

Taking that opportunity, Emperor Constantine gave pleasant forgiveness to Alexei, who wished to give him his offerings before the Trinity Meeting, and made time by scheduling the minutes.

"Your Majesty"

When Constantine appeared in the luxurious conference room of the Imperial Castle, Alexei stood up waiting. I finally bow my head.

"Thank you for your time"

"We don't have a loud guy because of this, make it easier. It is only then that I would like to dedicate something to myself, whether I am busy with my studies in addition to the Duke's manners."

Constantine says casually. When he was still the Crown Prince, when he appeared flustered to his son Mikhail, he also taught studies and swordsmanship to Alexei and Vladimir, whom he would learn together, but this was the tone of the day.

Then Alexei smiled.

"Yes, I am sure I will necessarily be of His Majesty's concern"

"Ho."

Constantine thinks as he smiles back at Eagle Deep. I wonder how many years I haven't seen such a soft look on this kid's face.

Every time Constantine sees Alexei, she thinks she looks more and more alike, and she also thinks she grew up just the opposite. Compared to Alexei's father, Alexandre.

Constantine and Alexandre, like Mikhail and Alexei today, have been friends since childhood. And Eurmagna's Georgie too. But Constantine didn't really feel comfortable with Georgie and was close to Alexandre. The thing about Alexandre, which is fascinating and liked by everyone, is what I thought was my best friend when I was a kid.

But from the time I enrolled in the School of Magic, I began to distance myself. Because the pulsation of women's relationships became more than noticeable, but because I found that the essence of that man, who was superior in intelligence and did anything in martial arts, was nothing but emptiness.

When Alexei opened the purple velvet box he offered and saw the offering, Constantine leaned her neck first.

Beautiful. That's for sure.

Fixed firmly to the silk interior are three elongated glass crafts. All the tips are carved with beautiful spirals on the thin transparent glass, and each of the other parts has a hobby.

One is a gorgeous gold colour and enamel on purple coloured glass, depicting wings and snakes, symbols of the Thunder God. Purple is the colour of the emperor, the thunder god is an auspicious pattern and is particularly preferred in the imperial family because the founding Piotr Great had the magic of the thunder attribute.

The second one, also at the rear end of purple glass, was designed with a lion's head. The lion is, of course, a symbol of the king. Even though it was only about the size of a fingertip, the stunning shape was enough to impress him by being an emperor familiar with excellent craftsmanship.

The third one is simpler than the others. Twisted with blue like the summer sky and blue-green like the southern sea. It was obvious that it represented the color of Constantine's and Empress Magdalena's hair, and Constantine smiled bitterly at herself like that, recalling her wife when she loosened the hair she was always knotting up, teasing her fingers at that hair and combing it down.

That's a secret sight in the bedroom. In the conference room, and in front of a child as old as my son, it's not something to think about.

"Beautiful, but what about this?

"Sire, this is a glass pen. Not only is it beautiful to look at, but it's easier to write than a traditional blade pen, and it's a groundbreaking writing tool that can suck up a lot of ink and write a lot of letters at once."

Alexei's voice, which explains it, seems to overwhelm pride.

I took the glass pen as recommended, dipped it in the ink to make sure it was comfortable to write, and Constantine roared. It is true that the tip of the pen runs much smoother than the blade pen, and after a few lines of continuous writing, the ink still hasn't run out.

"I do like it, Alexei. This is good stuff."

Constantine smiled.

An innovative writing instrument, combining beauty and practicality. She'll definitely like it, too.

"But this kind of thing, where did you get it? Is it a product of my empire or bought in from another country? I haven't heard of Yurnova spreading his hand to the glass craft."

Then Alexei answered after hesitating for a moment.

"My sister Ekaterina made me do it in her own workshop."

"What?"

"I'm always an abnegation child, but suddenly I asked you to buy a glass workshop, so I gave it to you, and you said it was a gift for my birthday and you gave me this"

Alexei opened it with a blue velvet box out of the inside of her top, showing her a water and blue glass pen.

"The craftsman was also ingenious, but it was Ekaterina who thought about making a pen out of glass in the first place. He wants to do business with this glass pen to pay the glassworks artisans."

Constantine laughed at Alexei, speaking as pale as possible.

It's an incredible story, such as a deep-window warrant making such a groundbreaking proposal. But Alexei is not foolish enough to lie by looking and knowing. Instead, this kid didn't want to talk about this being his sister's idea.

Alexei doesn't want the Imperial Family to raise her sister's profile.

After all, Yurnova is not going to stand Ekaterina against the Empress.

So I hesitated for a moment, but I talked. It is never acceptable to return deception or falsehood to the Emperor's inquiry. The wise Alexei holds on to it.

(But Ekaterina)

On a lucky day, Constantine remembered what she looked like when she welcomed the Imperial Family. She was dressed in a dark dress with white skin showing to soak, a laid-back girl. Adult beauty, unbeaten by luxurious gems, was so unlikely to be fifteen years old.

There was also a slightly unusual aspect of exchanging words with the Empress without fear, and sparkling her eyes at tariffs and insurance stories that ordinary courtiers would not have shown interest in. More importantly, this Alexei sister, the grandson of that Lord Sergei. If Ekaterina really came up with this glass pen, maybe that kid looked like his grandfather.

"You want to make a glass pen a business, or what? Is the Duke of Yurnova's wife involved in running the workshop herself?

"... I said I think I should be more responsible than I asked to be bought"

Constantine finally laughed.

"I want to pay artisans' salaries, should I be responsible? My sister is really healthy and adorable."

And while I don't want the Imperial Family to appreciate my sister, Alexei smiles, who can't help but be proud of her sister.

"Then tell Ekaterina. The rest will buy this glass pen as a gift to the Empress, so that artisans can make something as beautiful as this."

As anyone close to the Imperial Family knows, Emperor Constantine orders himself to buy separately if there is anything in sight with his offering to the Emperor. To make it a gift to the Empress. That's right, I've only spoken of my wife with that hand since I was a student and it's a mame.

Anyway, if it's a gift to the Emperor, everyone will admit it's a first-class product, but if it's a gift from the Emperor to the Empress, the ratings will rise to extreme elegance.

To Constantine's words, Alexei sparkled Neon Blue's eyes.

"I'm honored to know. My sister would appreciate it."

"Ekaterina seems to keep her breathing disaster. Above all. He said he was weak, but then what?"

"Thanks to you, I have been living my school life so far with no problems. However, the Imperial Capital is about to get hot, so I'm worried about her health, which is unfamiliar with the climate."

He still wants to impress that he's sick and weak.

"So it's time for your brothers and sisters on summer vacation to return to your territory."

"That's what I'm thinking. It has not been a year since we inherited the title, and we must move forward with our territorial control."

"Hmm."

Constantine pretended to think a little.

"The astronomer said it would be hot this summer. Do you want Mikhail to spend the rest of your summer vacation in your own territory?"

It is not a bad story for Alexei either to welcome the prince into the territory and show the inhabitants that the new Duke is in good relations with the Imperial Family.

And yet Alexei's subtle expression means Mikhail seems to be working pretty hard. Ekaterina doesn't treat me like a caterpillar anymore.

"... of course, if I can welcome you, I know it's an honor. However, not long after I succeeded to the title, Ekaterina is unfamiliar with representing her husband at the Duke's residence, so I have some concerns about hospitality."

Constantine nodded in response to suppressed emotions.

"I don't mind. I'm not even the Crown Prince yet, just take it easy on me."

"I'm afraid so."

If you say this, Alexei has nothing else to bow his head to.

Secondly, Constantine raised the edge of her lips.

"Though Ekaterina is present, the Duchess Mistress must not be absent for long. Why don't you get engaged soon?"

"Ha..."

Seems to have been emptied, Alexei flashes for a moment. Hi, this kid seems to have a tendency to hate women.

But that's not impossible either.

Anyway, speaking of the woman close to me, that grandmother. The real father walked across the woman without a scratch with a raw woman, leaning her neck like any other HR, 'Why are you doing such a stupid thing', even if the women caused each other to get to blade wound sharpening.

I give it to you, it often seems that the father and the ladies who flung their floats come to terms with Alexei, whose appearance is similar. Come on. You'll get sick of it.

That's why I want this kid, unlike his father, who is serious, to build a decent young lady and a decent family early. That also seems to be the sentiment of just a weird relative, although he has some intentions as an emperor who wants the stability of Yurnova with great power.

"Those things are our policy to consider after we graduate from school. I want you to forgive me."

"Oh, you did."

That's what I was asking you, but you talk about it because even if your personality is completely different, Alexei can also be seen to have the magnetism to attract women like her father.

There's a sight I remember. It was when Alexei was still a child, when she was close to Vladimir, the son of Eurmagna.

Both Alexei and Mikhail excel, but Vladimir was the domain of prodigies when it comes to academics. Alexei, who has been harsh on herself and others since she was a child, was unconditionally adorable about Vladimir. This kid has a strong human preference, but there's something about honestly evaluating good humans.

As Constantine used to do back then, when I peeked into the room to stop by where the kids were studying. Mikhail was absent and Alexei was showing Vladimir a collection of poems and asking if he could recite them.

"Then I read it before, so I can do it."

"Well, that's amazing."

'... I'm just good at remembering. There's a bird called a parrot who repeats what he remembers, but I'm no different. "

"I don't really understand the beauty of poetry when I read the poems. He doesn't have the heart to feel it. But when I hear your voice reading poetry, I think it's beautiful. '

Alexei, who said it very seriously, twinkled her eyes and smiled.

'If that parrot makes me think the words are as beautiful as yours, I'd like to keep them and take them with me. I think I'd be very happy if a bird who rings in a voice like you and speaks like you were always on my side'

... Vladimir was pitifully blushing then.

Constantine somehow kept out of the room and thought that Alexei might be a worse touched man than his father, etc. It's horrible how innocently I spit on my friends for such verbal complaining similarly to my child's.

Happy or unhappy, Alexei only opens her heart to a very limited number of human beings, both now and in the past. If a woman appeared attracted to her heart, she would capture her in an instant and live with her all the time.

After Vladimir and his evil, no special presence seems to have appeared in Alexei. If you are pointing your affection towards Ekaterina alone, now will Mikhail be rewarded?