Answer Me, My Prince

#45

Now that I think about it, I think it's all thanks to Edwin or Princess Edwin that we were able to enjoy those days so much. The princess was always cheerful.

He got up first and knocked up the women who wore princess clothes, comforted them if there was a child who trembled in anxiety, and sometimes called a hungry maid and dressed her own clothes.

He put on a white maid's uniform like an apron, and he said he would pick up a potato, so he snooped like a mouse in the warehouse right in front of the palace.

It was. And then it happened.

I think you've already heard from Vether about our princess getting caught picking up potatoes and going to jail.

It was Gilbert who ran to tell me the news.

I've never seen him stuttering like that before, when he was always chatting with fluent Roitling Engines.

"So, Princess Edwina, uh, potatoes, oh, potatoes, of course there, that's the prison, what can I do about this!"

Remy, who is already poor at Roitling Engines, called me because she couldn't understand Tillbert's words pouring into the Jung-gu District Heating.

By the time Tillbert finally combined the words he uttered to create a sentence that "Prince Edwina was caught picking up potatoes and was taken to prison," a servant ran and informed him that Sir Alpiers, who had just arrived from Winderton.

Everything happened on that day, so it was clear that God was not with us. But I couldn't have been blamed for it.

"Take it off, Remy."

Since there was no princess, I had no choice but to order it like a princess. I was older than the rest, and Remy, who became a princess today, was really shivering.

"Take it off! If you call us like this, we're dead."

Remy managed to untie the robe with trembling hands, and struggled to take off the veil.

It was when I was going to wear the robe he threw off.

The Star Palace door has been opened.

Roitlingen's soldiers came rushing in and stood in front of Remy.

"It's an order to call me."

Lemi, who only said hello to the Roitling Enger, just stood there holding his trembling right hand tightly in the other hand without understanding what he meant.

I stood between the soldier and Remy.

The princess was about to change her clothes. Go away. I need time to prepare."

The pain that immediately came to my minded came to my cheek. My whole face has been hurting like a fireball. It was only a few seconds later that I realized that a man had taken my face out without mercy, so I stopped and collapsed.

Remy quivered and spoke in Winderton.

"It's all right. I...I'll... I'll go. I'll go. It's okay. I'll go now."

Remy was the youngest, the most timid and silent of all of us.

I shed tears at the sight of the child, who was scared enough to be confused by the mouse passing by in the potato warehouse, being so brave. One of the soldiers of Roitlingen looked at the little voice and giggled derisively and said, "Speak in Roitling Eng." I quickly went to Remy's side and mumbled a little Roitling Engine.

That was all I could do.

I'm sure you all know the story.

Sir Alpius soon realized that Remy was not a princess. It was fortunate that he had the distribution to the point where he realized that another child was acting as a princess instead of the princess, but his carelessness, which did not expect anything to happen afterwards, still lingers.

After a long time, when we came back to Windsorton and ran into him at Arley Palace, we were all the more worried about him saying, "Do you know he saved his life because of himself?"

That's what everyone still knows.

Lord Alpiers saved Princess Edwina.

But what happened to us didn't seem like a fairy tale.

When the emperor found out that Princess Edwina was a fake, he opened the palace door himself with a face full of red and blue. There was, of course, Lord Alpius next to it. They called in all of our women-in-law, and they confirmed for themselves that none of them was Edwin or Princess Edwin.

"Then where the hell is my princess!"

Lord Alpiers turned on the emperor in a rage as if he were anything. The mad emperor hid his madness and asked with a calm expression.

"Is that all you have here?"

"What?"

"Is all of you gathered here?"

"Your Majesty, there was a time when a woman was caught in prison trying to pick up a potato in the morning."

A soldier from Roitlingen stepped in and said so. The emperor blew the soldier's throat on the spot for his belated remarks.

And right away, our princess came out of prison. Dressed like us in the same lady's attire, the bloody palace.

Lord Alpiers jumped out of the street and showed me my temper as it is, saying he would not neglect to treat the princess carelessly. The emperor answered with a generous smile on his face.

"I'm sorry I didn't know your Windertons properly."

We all bit our lips hard.

What brought the Mad Emperor to this squalid place at the end of the palace,

Getting a word of apology out of my mouth,

Because we knew that we would bear the cost of all that.

Lord Alpius must have slept soundly that night. You thought you had done something. All he could do was go back to Windsorton and tell us what we've been up to, and he thought that was it. Just because you know this situation in Windsorton doesn't mean you have a sharp number.

On the day Lord Alpius returned, his wife Remi was summarily dismissed and beheaded inside the palace. It was a crime that he dared to imitate a princess and annihilate the emperor of the empire.

The news would have been delivered to the Kingdom of Windsorton. The people of the palace probably didn't even blink at the death of a woman while she was playing the princess of Windsorton, but we all cried a lot.

The tears were a mixture of shame and shame, because none of you were able to say a word when asked which of you knew about it.

The Emperor's retribution did not end with that. At the time of the emperor's entrance, Tilbert, who happened to be at the palace, stopped making excuses and cut his tongue by the emperor's sword because of his long speech. After searching through the palace, five maidens and servants of Windsorton, who had books, food, and unauthorized items, were decapitated after Remy, and 12 were imprisoned.

I don't want to tell you what happened to Hilda. Prince Rainer, who was kicked in front of all his subordinates while trying to stop the emperor's tyranny, could not return to the palace for more than a month after being dragged in blood.

Those who returned from prison died one person a month after struggling in an environment where it was difficult to find a clean towel to stop, let alone a healer.

A total of 26 out of 51 people died before the year passed. It was a simple family, but it became harder to get food because of excessive surveillance, and the way to survive became even more distant.

Fortunately, the library was left intact. So we looked at the time when the prince could come and put in the note. Even the paper was precious, so I tore the corner of the book and wrote a small word. Instead of words such as grapes, potatoes, bread, and meat, words such as emergency, pain, painkillers, alcohol, clean towels, and bandages were stretched in the bookshelf.

Even though we knew that you were busy and couldn't get out of the situation, we couldn't be so resentful if he answered us a little later.

Our princess was the only one who was calm.

"Let it go, Josephine. He'll be here by tomorrow.”

"What if he doesn't come? There's really nothing left. I don't know if Maria can make it through tomorrow night."

"He's coming. The liner will be here tomorrow morning.”

Then the next morning, like magic, the Prince Liner will come. He has more squishy steps and a weak smile than ever before.

Knowing that he was coming to us with his life and status at the expense of his life this time, we all eagerly turned away from it and wanted the food he brought us quickly. In the meantime, you two left me alone and went into the room and shared the secret language.

But I could see that it wasn't a whisper of love. Sometimes I heard Princess Edwin's roar from the room, and the voice of Prince Liner, who was so low that I couldn't hear well, was not a sweet love affair.

At the end of the story, Prince Liner, who came out of the room, came out with his red eyes as if he had cried a lot.

"What did you talk about? Prince Rainer's face looked like he cried."

"Just. Story."

"What story?”

"A story from the old days."

After saying that, Princess Edwina stared at the windowless wall and pressed her eyes to herself.

One servant told me that the princess must have a headache. One of the maidens said, "That's not it. The princess read a very, very sad story to Prince Rainer, so he cried, and she read too many books that made her eyes tired."

But I knew it.

My childhood friend, Anne Edwina, used to do it every time she pressed her tears down.

It's been five years since that happened again.

Until then, the mad emperor still did not die, and the Imperial War continued.

News has it that Winserton has decided to give up his second war and give up his northern territory to Roitlingen. The news is that King Alfred is spending a lot of money to build a long wall to stop the British people who tried to cross over to the south just before the territory moved from Windsorton to Roitlingen.

There was a series of denunciation of his Majesty Alfred. By the time it came to my ears that the lord of the eight lands had gathered at the meeting of the nobility to overthrow his predecessor, King Alfred, the other king, the throne had fallen on Charles Wellesley.

The news of Charles Wellesley's ascension to the throne came less than a month after that.

Prince Archie, you must be tilting your head that you've never done that before.

The war ended in three years, and the mad emperor died in the hands of his eldest son. After Princess Edwinna disappeared from the rest of Windsorton to look for the knight Arthur Gillan, King Seon succeeded to the throne with Queen Adelaide as her adopted daughter, and your father Charles Wellesley remained only the husband of the Queen who ruled Ellington.

Yes, that’s right.

That's the world we live in.

However, what I'm saying is definitely something that happened someday.

So please be patient and read my letter.

I'm not crazy. Even if my father and brother call me a lost and insane woman, or if I'm not sure whether I met Edwina or not, I can tell you for sure. My memories of my youth are still madly vivid. Don't forget, it's something you can't forget. It's something that you've repeated a few times.

In my world, in 1291, Charles Wellesley was crowned. He was formally married to Adelaide, and the news that a daughter in their relationship had a crown ceremony as a new princess in the Kingdom of Winderton has been reported to the palace.

Princess Edwina didn't respond much to the story of King Alfred giving up the kingdom and moving to another place.

"It's a relief that I didn't attach myself to my father."

"Princess!"

"You're a princess again. You're not a princess anymore, are you, Josephine? I just want you to get me out of here. If Charles has a conscience, send him plenty of food for his ex-fiancée."

We nodded helplessly to hear you say that like a joke.

An old fiancé married his best friend and had a baby.

She was taken hostage as a national princess, but in the meantime, she lost her way to her father's abdication.

Tomorrow's meal was more urgent to worry about such things.

It was then that Adelaide visited Roitlingen.

It's been a long time since the promised period of humiliation was over, but the war continued, so the Empire was holding on to us by extending the period.

From the perspective of Roitlingen, the daughter of the abdicated king, and our cannibals, we were in trouble. Adelaide's visit was the last spark of hope for us, who have endured years in the Empire with their eroded existence, because we can't just turn it back or kill it.

It was Cecilia, the cute daughter she brought, that made the fire of hope more lively.

Before they arrived, we were stiff and discussing it.

"Princess Cecilia? If she's a princess, what should I call my Princess Edwina?

"I know. Shall we just put Princess Edwina to sleep for a while? The princess sleeps very well.”

When I was laughing with joy at the fact that the girls still had that sense of humor, I heard that Adelaide had arrived. It wasn't Adelaide who broke into the palace, but Princess Cecilia.

A four-year-old boy was so proud.

Princess Edwina burst into laughter at the sound.

I could only hear his loud laughter in the silence.

Adelaide, with her eyes drooping like a sheep brought to her daughter's hand, couldn't even look at our princess' face. She's been very tender-hearted since she was a child. I could see at a glance that he was suffering from guilt for taking away Edwina's place, love, and happiness.

And I'm sure Princess Edwina noticed that. First of all, you would have known that everything from there to that point wasn't just Adelaide's choice.

"If you took your friend's man away and got married, you should know how to put on a sly face, why are you doing that?”

"Anne!"

I unwittingly called her that and warned her, but she shook off my hand and walked to Cecil and Adele.

"You stay put. Josephine. Adelaide, is this you and Charles Wellesley's daughter?”

"Yeah."

"What's wrong with your face? You don't want me to call you kings and queens, do you?

Adelaide shook his head violently. Next to her, the little Princess Cecilia tapped on Princess Edwina's knee.

"Don't you ask how old I am?"

Before Princess Edwina could ask for it, the little princess was proudly spreading four fingers. Princess Edwina grinned.

"I've given birth to such a cute thing that I can't speak ill of you."

Adelaide collapsed in front of our princess who said that and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm..."

"Don't do this, Adele."

That's when Princess Cecilia pulled back the hem of Princess Edwina back.

"I'm not cute. Rewind your words. I'm four years old."

Even though I was in tears at the touching reunion of the two friends, I burst into laughter. Princess Edwina quickly knelt down and pinched Princess Cecilia's cute cheek.

"You little girl, no matter how solemn you look, you're just cute now.”

"That's harsh."

When Cecil said so, Princess Edwina turned to Adele and whispered quietly.

"You know, Adele, it's weird. She looks like me, not you."

"Well, uh, things can't go like that, Ann. Charles and you are engaged, but, um...Uh, first of all, I had a stomachache, so...?”

"Why are you so surprised, you idiot. That's what I'm saying."

Princess Edwina replied with a broad smile to Adele's bewildered stutter. The three of us burst into laughter and face to face each other. Meeting old friends made us happy so easily.

Adele said Charles Wellesley was working with Vallea and Aldar to stop the emperor's madness, so I'd like to find a way to get Princess Edwina out of the war before it's over. I made an agreement.

There have been many people who have ignored Adele because of her gentle nature, but Adele was a great fit for the throne.

He was always considerate of people, afraid to hurt others, and did everything he could. That's what Adele said, so we could believe it. It was around the time of Adele's final greeting, after we burned the small spark of hope that we had and made it into a big fire that reached the sky.

Princess Cecilia, who is busy asking her maidens about her life in Roitlingen, approached Princess Edwina.

"I've heard that you're a princess like me. It was nice to meet you today."

We were all shaking and holding back our laughter at the sight of Cecil, who had already learned such a way of speaking in a dignified manner. Unlike us, Princess Edwina greeted Cecil with a very serious face. And then I asked him, "Oh, my God.

"Princess Cecilia, can we just be friends? I really like you.”

Princess Cecilia rolled her big eyes and stared at Princess Edwina for a long time. But in spirit, our princess wasn't going to lose to anyone. After a long staring contest, Princess Cecilia said,

"Well, just pick one up.”

"I can't believe you've already made the conditions, he's the king's lumber. So, what can I do for you?”

"Play for a while."

That face was so cute, and this time Princess Edwina seemed to be holding back her laughter. The princess, who was biting her lips and holding back her laughter, opened her mouth and said:

"Yes, Cecilia. I'll play with you for a while. Come here."

That's when I first knew that Princess Edwina was so good at handling children. Even though he is four years old, he picks up a large living room and lets go of it. He goes over there and talks about the secret with a solemn face as if he would discuss state affairs.

Seeing that something was shining, I think our princess, who has a lot of unnecessary feasts, has lost at least one piece of her hand to Princess Cecil.

It was of course our Princess Edwina who got tired of playing for a long time as if she were a real friend of the same age. Around that time, it was a good time to eat one meal a day. My exhausted princess saw Princess Cecilia and spoke as if she had lost.

"You, Cecil. I need to be king.

"You say the obvious."

"When your father dies, you become king. Tell him that you will become king even if you have more sons and if you have more princesses. You have the eyes of a king.”

"Okay, I'll do what you say."

Little Cecilia nodded her head with a satisfied smile to see if she liked the words.

Just before he left, Adele hugged Princess Edwina again, and me. No one would have expected that we, who were teenagers together, would be in our 20s in such different fates. Only then did I have tears in my eyes. Princess Edwina spoke with her eyes dry as ever.

"If I cry again, I'm really not friends with you?"

Our meeting ended with a smile like that's all. We've been watching it all, and we've known it since then, just waiting for Adelaide and Charles Wellesley to get us out. There were more laughter and less pain in the palace than before.

Whether the war was really going to end, no more ball was held in the palace from some day on. The palace was full of gloom and anxiety, and Prince Liner also stayed out for more than a couple of months.

On the last day, we woke up after drinking smoke. As the servant got up early, he climbed up the roof, far away, the west side of the palace was seen burning.

And in a very long time, the door of the palace creaked open slowly and heard a squirm of steps.

Yes, it was Prince Liner.

But on the wrist of Prince Liner, who had no bread, no meat, no potato eggs, and no strings of twisted together, there were two oddly shaped bracelets.

"It's Edwina. It's tomorrow. Let's do it again tomorrow."

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