Late at night.
A carriage sank to the bottom of the river outside King's Landing.
The wheel fell off and fell with you to the river flowing east of King's Landing.
The prince rose to the shore on his own, and the gentleman sitting in the seat was gone.
The whereabouts of the Marquis de Steinberg, who was sitting in the rear seat, may be a trap.
Ten days before the Marquis de Steinberg went missing, a little carriage was playing a farce.
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Olga sat back in his seat.
I can't feel my fear of what I'm saying from my expression.
"Though many men have tried to kill me."
"Are you sure?!
My aunt turned one eye to my words.
"I didn't expect my niece to reveal her assassination plan! Can you tell me why you want to kill me?
I laughed hahaha.
You don't seem too scared.
"Auntie. Actually, I have ambitions. A grand ambition."
"What, like, the overthrow of the state? That sort of thing. I'm tired of listening, aren't I? I won't help you."
Fufu, and I laughed.
"We apologize for not meeting your expectations. It's bigger and harder."
"Well, what?
"I used to be attracted to the sound of the princess of Vaza. Now I have another dream. I forgot to call them the Royals of Vaza, and I took my grandson for a relaxing walk in the garden. I don't have to worry about anyone using it, I don't have to worry about my life."
My aunt was stunned.
"That's much harder than overthrowing the state....."
The carriage stopped and Stannis, who was riding side-by-side on the horse, slipped into the passenger seat "rude".
"Well, Stannis. You're the assassin?
You're planning on doing it, Olga.
After seeing Stannis raise his hand small and "yes," I continued.
"For the sake of ambition, I must first have Prince Francesca's Tachibana. And we need to get the royal rule to be the cornerstone. The Vazas say. It seems that Remilia is strange. The royal family always used it well. But it's not. Interests match. I want to see the reign of Francesca, and I... well, maybe not for the reign. I'm not interested.... I want to enjoy a peaceful life for the whole family."
Phew, Olga put her hand on her chin.
I looked up at my light blue eyes.
"My aunt has been changing her whereabouts for years. I rarely return to the same house as your husband."
"Yeah, that's right. I'm a prodigal."
Freedom.
That's Olga Bartley's public opinion, but I know it's not.
Raise, support, evaluate, make known, and do not bind talented young people without attachment to their traits.
If you need help, you will also hear the requests of your half-brother (Reshek), who has been alienated until now, and personally take care of your mentally unstable half-sister (Joanna).
You helped me, too. I can say that Olga is responsible for crushing the annoying engagement that is about to descend in advance.
- There will be many supporters, regardless of her status as Duchess.
Unlike her husband.
The Marquis of Steinburgh. He is the Marquis wherever he goes.
Vaza's dark, lineal.
"Auntie, are you avoiding the Marquis? Actually, I've been wondering for a long time. Aunt Olga, there's something going on up there. I wonder if you've arranged a carriage from somewhere... Don't let them know where you are."
It is a famous story that the Marquis of Steinburgh and his wife's marriage appears to be in good shape and has broken down, but we haven't seen much of each other in recent years.
Olga is in her mistress's house or in the house of a theater troupe that keeps the owner...
"Besides, you've been involved in... accidents a few times in recent years, haven't you? This is a hunch. Isn't there nobody else who would do such a thing... save the Marquis of Steinburgh?
Olga opened her fan and looked up at herself without changing her expression.
"... well, I'm scared! Your husband's about to kill you? Who am I?"
Olga fooled around and said, but look at us not laughing.
--Haah, and Olga squeezed her shoulders. I nodded.
"Half is missing, Simon's been trying to kill me since my honeymoon —— play. If you're serious about killing me, I've been gone a hundred times. I'm enjoying avoiding the trap that he set me up."
Stannis got tired of scratching his hair.
"You're a bad hobbyist... as usual"
"You know that well. It's troublesome, but I'm used to it. Indeed, in recent years, it has become more frequent. Maybe it's time to get rid of me."
What kind of relationship is that...?
Olga poisoned me in front of me with a little distraction.
I only know a little directly what Simon Bartlett is like. I had a friendship with that Katagina, and I trembled remembering the cold gaze of the people surrounding him in the military.
Then, I corrected my posture and said it all at once.
"My future has an aunt - but no Marquis. - Auntie. Would you please run away from the Marquis and come to me?... and help me. I want you to guide me so that I can safely serve the dragon clan."
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Ku-chan
"... even Olga sneezes so cutely."
Stannis Saule looked back at the fireplace in a small cabin.
In the simple bed, Olga woke up and trembled into a blanket.
"I'm not sneezing! Listen to me!... giggle!
"What a mess...."
Stannis murmured, returning to an old-fashioned tone.
Here you go. I gave the lady a set of clothes and turned my back.
It was Stannis who pulled up Olga, who was about to sink to the bottom of the river, and pulled her to a nearby cabin.
The carriage is crafted.
I think Olga told Stannis the other day that he wanted to die. As often happens,
Stannis helped Olga when the carriage fell into the river.
"The Marquis de Steinburgh is unknown. Does the Marquis believe in the news?
As Stannis looked back at the firewood, Olga narrowed her eyes like a cat.
"That's why I might be alarmed for a while. It's okay. After a while, I'm going to lose my memory with a nasty face, and I'm going back to say that Remilia was protecting me."
Stannis pulled the chair and sat down.
"I didn't think you could ride the lady's joke...."
Olga snorted.
My niece Remilia works as one of the veterans of the visit of the dragon clan to celebrate Prince Tachidao in Francesca. It is synonymous with publicly declaring that the Vaza royal family will be on Francesca's side.
The army won't say anything on the outside, but you'll find it painful inside.
Even her reputation can be divided.
Because she is no longer the "sole heir to Vazza", and Remilia is not "vazza" in the first place. Friendship with the princess, resistance to Katagina, distance from the army, friendship with the prince of the West in Canaan, bright for the entertainment of the common people.
The friendly personality is popular in King's Landing, but it buys a little rebellion from a part of the military.
Such a tendency for her to be on Francesca's side would not be pleasant for the Vazas.
However, it is difficult for her to do well as a young veteran.
I'm sure you'll want to take a look at it...
As the teacher pretended to be secretly dead, Olga was told to cooperate, and she rode in the woods.
Olga narrowed her eyes when she put wine from Stannis in her mouth.
"... I've been bonded. She's funny. That's been true for a long time. My theater always gives me perseverance, and the members of the troupe also give me words of hard work... about me, my family."
Olga laughed.
Somewhere sad.
"My family was only Anita."
Olga spoke the name of Anita, the two daughters of the Vaza Four Sisters. The second woman made herself ill and married a distant land.
I know I'm happy now, but it's true that while I'm happy with it, I felt like Olga had been left out somewhere in her heart.
I can't wait to be so frank and softly cut into my lonely heart.
"... let's all live in peace. I'm glad that day is coming... I wonder if your grand ambition will come true? I thought... I wanted to try it on a little bit."
I see.
My brother-in-law, who has not grown old at all since one time, narrowed his thin tea eyes. Something proud comes to mind.
Is it because of the moonlight that my eyes look golden?
"Your precious lady is a great man. I want to help you even twist me."
In Olga's blur, the dragon bloody man broke his face.
"It 's-- it's what I know best."