The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

"What about the Count?

"Now have a good night in your own room"

Stannis answered my question.

After that, Clerics Alexander and the others are returning to the National Church, the two Dragon tribes and Singh are returning to Kirchner's mansion, and Henrik is returning to the mansion with us because he is worried about Zigmund.

Chancellor Yunker had a signing ceremony with his father, and I was in the room with Stannis, Henrik, Vincent - and Isaac, for whatever reason.

"Aren't you extra, Kirchner?"

"Why? You'd better be distracted to have me, wouldn't you?

Isaac said firmly to Henrik's hatred and put out his tongue.

Sin has returned to the Kirchner family, and I think Isaac followed him because he's worried about Vincent.

My father faintly laughed and instructed Stannis to entertain everyone, so I guess it means he's okay to stay here.

Father probably likes the Kirchner brothers.

I'm a person who doesn't like other people stepping into their realm, but I have no choice about how they behave or I'm half-enjoyed. Does it feel right? Stannis smiled bitterly at Isaac and said, "Make your own tea," renouncing the role of a squire, Isaac poured the number of people into the cup with familiar hands.

The aromatic tea calms me down just a little bit, feeling like I'm going to be scattered all over.

Capturing Vincent loosening his expression in his sight, I looked at myself and my face in tea and relieved myself.

"Delicious."

"Really? Good. I asked the Count's squire how to brew it."

With the samurai?

When did we get along, Isaac?

"Right."

"It's his mother's favorite cup of tea. He used to drown in a lot of people."

I thought of a willing young man who had accompanied Zigmund worryingly.

Vincent's mother. The woman's son that she was your nanny.

I wonder if that woman, who was a nanny, ever behaved this tea to the Count or your Kaya, Vincent's mother...

Vincent is often silent and mouths to taste again, repeating that it is delicious.

To the exchange between the two, Henrik, who had been frowning at the root of his eyebrows, opens his mouth, bends over and places the cup, silently pulls him into the back room for what he thought and turns right back.

I noticed something in my hand and we looked at each other more or less.

For the left-handed Henrik, one day Princess Francesca gave it to Henrik, the violin in his hand and Henrik grabbed the string when he sat in the chair behaving badly.

"Talking to you won't last long."

Henrik throws up like a bore, he hits and changes from the tone and gently pulls the string.

The slow, sad melodies colour the night on the soft breeze of Canaan.

- Oh, this is...

It's a soul song.

I don't have to ask who it's for.

We stopped moving and listened to the gentle performance of the evil Henrik.

Even Jigmund, do you hear me......

At the end of one song, Vincent laid his eyes down.

"... thank you, Valevski"

"I didn't play anything for you. I just played it for Zigmund's daughter."

"Right."

Though it seems like the same thing, and me and Isaac laugh at each other just a little bit.

Henrik rang his nose and played another song for me. It is a quiet hymn often sung in the National Church.

Isaac narrowed his eyes that it would be a good song if he finished playing too.

"You were bringing it, violin"

To my words, Henrik ironically raised the edge of his mouth.

"If you leave it in the mansion, my father or mother could dispose of it"

"... That's not true, ha"

I don't think so, but I whispered.

Henrik said something, so he denied it.

Stannis says, "Let's clean up," and leaves the room with a tea bowl. Henrik smiled bitterly and dropped off Stannis, sounding the highest sound of the violin thinly.

Like a fine scream.

"My mother still hates me for being left-handed, and my father doesn't look good about music and other things that women and children should do. If you join the military, you'll have fewer and fewer chances to play."

"You're so good, you're unwell."

Henrik shrugged his shoulder when Isaac was sorry. Touch the violin.

"... this journey is my last free time. So I brought this guy."

Then a little, laugh.

"Yunker"

"... what"

"You don't have to force me to settle with the Count. Whatever the reason or mistake, it doesn't change the Count's abandonment of your parents."

……

"You don't have to work Zigmund or I'll take care of his old age. I don't hate him."

Henrik's blue eyes glow ironically.

"... because of the strong blood connection, there is something unforgivable, right? If it's your bad habit and you lean on Zigmund with a sense of duty as usual, don't do it. Each other, hard."

Does Henrik say, "Yes"?

I fell asleep with nothing to say. Henrik's father, Count Judal, was unfamiliar with his wife, Joanna, and is now almost in his mistress's house. Looks like Joanna is rather happy about it. Henrik's parents drowned him in each of them, but even if the three parents and children were to get together once in a while, they couldn't be flattered.

Vincent lost his word for a while, slightly, and nodded.

…… I'll think about it, okay? Thanks for the advice. "

"Do it."

Henrik gets the violin and squeaks like a solitaire.

"To you, Singh was your brother... he died in this land"

"Yes, I am."

"I thought it was creepy and sticky and disgusting. - But he's not your brother."

Vincent saw the night sky through the window.

"I know...... Singh... he realizes I was overlapping him and his brother, and he also knows he was forgiving me for that... No, I finally realized. 'Cause he's kind in weird places."

In a somber tone I recalled Lydia's words earlier as ominous.

Lydia said that Singh is unfamiliar with the world of men.

Though gentle, I hate restraints and can hardly bend my beliefs for something.

Until now, Sin was happy with that. Because the environment surrounding Singh was full of kind people. But what happens when you graduate from military school?

Royal Sin will probably take up official duties at the same time as joining the army.

Will I be able to live the rest of my life, bound by my duty......

"Free time."

Isaac looked out with his elbow on the window frame. Henrik snorts.

"The freest guy, what are you talking about"

Indeed, Isaac, who is not a successor to the title, has many futures to choose from compared to Vincent and Henrik, and may have less pressure. Isaac grinned.

"That's what you said, the next Count. I... Unlike Henrik and Vince, they haven't promised me anything after graduation, so I have to stick around desperately to get a lot of stuff. I think it's arrogant of someone to envy me as free."

"... hmm"

"So."

"So?"

"I'm the one who graduates first. When you return to Wang Du, study hard."

To Isaac, who laughed humbly, Vincent, who was coming and going (apparently) second and third, and Henrik, who was wandering around fifth, floated slightly blue.

"... Valevski, is your specialty in military science and castle building?"

"... Yunker, you're math and historiography, aren't you? I'll take care of the exam when I get back."

I accidentally blew it out because Isaac gave it to the two of us who were on a joint front and raised his voice all the time. It's been kind of unimaginable for Vincent and Henrik to study together for years.

"I guess I'll study next door too"

"Stop, your concentration won't last an hour, you're in the way"

"Er..."

When I point my mouth, Vincent snaps his throat.

Last free time, huh?

Maybe we'll all get together like this when we're done reviewing the treaty with the West and back in King's Capital, and we won't have anything to talk about.

With that in mind, I was terribly sorry that Sin wasn't here, and then I wanted to see Francesca and Marianne.

I wish I could drink Sin's brewed bitter tea at the Rose Garden in Francesca someday after finishing my duties in the West.

Reminds me of the nostalgic flavor and I smiled.