Fake Cinderella

Three, breakfast as usual.

"Good morning, Master Nadir. Have I kept you waiting?

"Morning, Ruthia. No, not as much."

A samurai lowers the paperwork in front of His Highness.

It is His Royal Highness Nadir who does the work if he can afford a little time.

There is something serious and diligent about it.

(... maybe a bit of company animal in there)

Well, His Highness Nadir is in a position to hire, not to be hired...

(But I think Your Highness is probably more conscious as a public servant)

Prince Wang...... and the King.

It seems to me that there is a slightly stronger perception that it is not the one who is served, but the one who serves the country, or the nation.

(That's true even if you listen to the Phils, and from all the stuff you've done, you're not much of a clueless person)

Your Highness can do anything above average.

It's something I can do, so I won't refuse to do that.

Of course, you are not the one who brings in your own work, but you also have the eye to identify the power of the other, so it seems that in the end it will be quite an amount of what Your Highness has to do, because you do not fluff out the impossible work.

"... rutia"

His Highness stood up and grabbed me a chair.

"Thank you, Master Nadir"

Sit down gently shallow to look as elegant as possible.

I don't usually have a cushion that should have some in advance.

(...... - Ray)

All the chairs in Wang Tai's womb are for adults. Many of them are also made slightly larger in relation to decoration.

I can only sit shallow because it's big enough for me and my knees will be on my seat when I sit deep enough to take on my back. Even though there are always cushions available in the chairs I use to fill that gap, that has been cleaned up somewhere.

(Coincidental or deliberate...... this is something you should be a little concerned about)

Sneak one little sigh.

"Donna Vissel, I need a cushion."

His Royal Highness frowned lightly.

(Oh, this is a slightly unpleasant look)

I don't know who did what, but knowingly, I would get that much attention, even if I didn't.

Your Highness is very overprotective against me.

(If it was deliberate, because there is no longer a rear shield called Your Majesty, maybe I thought...)

It's a mystery how I could possibly do this to me with a husband and guardian named His Highness Nadir.

"... well. I'm sorry, Your Highness. Just kids who don't feel like it..."

"No. It's okay, Anya"

Anya...... Annamaria Erlaine-Dona-Aristia-Vissel, who was a former assistant to the chief woman with the prince of the king, after the reign ceremony, is provisionally appointed chief of the rear house.

The Queen of the House is the head of all the ladies and ladies who live in the House. The Queen of the Back Palace is the Queen of Kings, so to speak, and not directly under the control of the Queen.

So, while, Phil-Lynn told me that since the queen is at the top of the rear palace, and even the queen has a queen's chief, it is very difficult for her to be in charge of the rear palace.

And while the post of Chief of the Rear Palace corresponds to that of the Rear Palace, she is also the head of the female officers (including the maids) working in the Orthodox Palace.

This is because even if you work in the Orthodox Palace, all female officers belong to the Back Palace. In the evidence, the dwellings of all the ladies and ladies are in the backhouse.

Countess Leesfeld, the chief woman of Prince Wang, had been wishing for her spare time for a long time, but had not decided on a successor HR, overlapping with the fall of His Majesty the King, so far remained in the palace.

His Royal Highness said that although there were three assistants to the Chief Secretary with Prince Wang, the promotion of Anya, who was the youngest of them all, was due to his friendship with me.

Because it's difficult for all three of us to be superior or inferior to our job abilities, we decided otherwise.

You said in the usual tone that the Back Palace is my residence, so it would make no sense for a female chief who can't take the utmost account of me.

I am so glad to hear Your Highness say so.

And while I am busy being the next chief woman, I am delighted with Anya's concern that she will try to work for me herself, as time permits.

Anya softly puts my favorite cushion on my back as usual.

"Thanks for everything"

"There is no such thing. It's a waste of time."

As I learned recently, Anya said she was originally my mother's … effinian samurai. Lilia told me from someone who knew her at the time that she was, in large part, a close subordinate.

I'm sure that's what I remember about Anya's attention and fondness for me.

(I wish I could listen to your mother one day...)

It's not just memories of His Highness Nadir, I want to know my mother.

(I want to know what your mother was like that it was His Highness's first love)

Beh, it's nothing. This isn't jealousy or anything.

I know I look very much alike.

But, you see, you still care a lot, don't you?

Breakfast will be brought in some time after I have settled down.

It's my cook who makes breakfast.

As time permits, Your Highness decided to take breakfast with me.

You don't have to take the form of a morning tea treat anymore.

I'm glad I came to the rear palace just for that.

(It means you don't have to be reluctant)

The breakfast menu focuses on vegetables.

I make a menu that asks His Royal Highness to take plenty of vegetables to avoid vegetables as soon as I make some gaps.

First, sprinkle a green salad of leafy vegetables, mainly lettuce and chesha vegetables, with an eating dressing full of onions and carrots. Because this is all I can do, I don't get my hands on it, so I mix in the steamed chicken ripped.

Then a steak of fluffy scrambled eggs and thick ham.

The bread is a germ bread full of walnuts, accompanied by butter from the zade.

The clean golden consomme soup is full of small, square-cut vegetables such as carrots, radishes and potatoes.

And desserts are served with greenhouse-grown vitamin-rich oranges.

"This salad, the vegetables are shaky, and the dressing is good."

"Oh, right.... I don't like vegetables that much, but they're not bad because they have meat"

After many attempts and errors, the dressing finally found the optimum amount of onions and carrots. Until I could do this, my new cooks ran out of vegetable salads every meal, and I hear there's a very healthy thinner out there.

Even without so much praise in his mouth, I can see that His Highness thinks it's not really bad.

(Because what you normally eat)

If you really don't like it, you eat faster. Like trying to swallow as soon as possible.

"Eggs are fluffy, too."

"Oh. I'm better at firefighting"

The waitress who hears the words of His Highness stares small.

A compliment would be quite unusual.

Fluffy scrambled eggs are a simple flavor of salt and pepper on butter, but the egg's yellow is so thick, it's really delicious.

(I'd love to make pudding out of this egg)

I'm sure His Royal Highness Nadir would love it, too.

Adult flavoured pudding with slightly bitter caramel...... this egg and the milk here would taste great!

"Where is this ham? It tastes good all the time."

"I gave instructions to Mistress Ranch, Milady's home, to make it special"

The thick ham is slightly scorched on the surface.

The cooks were instructed to burn to a point where the fat was not too burnt. The smell of fat burning is very appetizing.

"Specially?

"It's soaked in seasoning and smoked with smoke."

Finally, you might want to consider the soft-type raw ham, which is not so mature, as a steak.

"When you do that, it becomes a ham that gives you a taste of the richly concentrated meat, but it also lasts a long time when it is dried and aged."

It's very luxurious to bake and eat, and when you laugh, Your Highness tilts his neck.

"You mean smoked?

"Yes.... is something wrong?

"No, that's not it. Because Ruthia always focuses on freshness, I wondered if she likes smoking, bottles, etc."

"I'm not willing to discriminate in that sense. Smoking, bottling and canning are important ingredients for any preserved food. Of course, I'm not into appearances either. The only ingredients are delicious or bad."

I tell you with a serious face because it's important.

Oh, but except for portable food!

"Nadir, yum! is justice."

Yes. If it tastes good, regardless of its shape or appearance.

If it tastes good, I can forgive a lot of things.

"... delicious is justice..."

"Yes.... I, I don't really like levers or anything like that. But I think a yummy made liver patty is the best, and it's not a 'Gyursk' without a gut in it, is it?

"... right"

"Gürsk" is one of Dardinian specialties. Originally, a stewed stew, which was eaten in the area around the eastern and northern frontiers, exploded in the Wang capital because it was a favorite of His Majesty the King some generations ago, making it a specialty dish.

It's a brown stew with plenty of onions and ginger, boiled and drizzled in twigs such as moss, suji, etc., but it tastes great when it's hot.

I ate this at a stall in the Utrian district where His Highness took me out with patience.

"Seafood is basic, fresh is good, but meat is important for aging. Sometimes even cheese tastes good fresh, while others may taste better when aged. Delicious! It's not just from one side."

"Ruthia's smart."

"... Your Highness, are you making fun of me?

"No. I mean it.... I'm always amazed when I talk to you"

I snapped my neck because I didn't quite understand what His Highness was saying. I don't mean you're being silly, but I don't even think you're talking like you think you're smart.

"The cook at Rutier's is good at whatever he makes. This bread is extraordinary."

"Everyone is keen to study."

My cooks teamed up with Cyril and Noi, who worked lower at the previous king's eunuch's palace, plus Sarje, who returned from His Royal Highness, and two newly hired people, and then six people who added Elda, a confectioner from Elsevelt.

"This soup is also very tasty"

"Made in Bouillon using dried vegetable skins, etc."

"Bu, huh?

"It's a broth with a concentrated taste."

"... I'm proud of my mouth when I'm with you"

"Your Highness, just as proud as you are. I don't know if it's just portable food."

I hear you are still holding portable food during the day and night when you do not eat with us.

Sooner or later, you want to do something with me, but I'm not going to push you.

(Let them know more about the delicacies of breakfast and tea treats)

So they don't think day or night is enough.

(Something that won't last long unless Your Highness wants it for you)

I intend to dong the sweets and snacks as always.

(Next goal is lunch, right?)

It should go steadily one step at a time.

"Let's introduce the Fourth Lord to luncheon today. We all know it was an accident, so we don't have to worry about it."

"Yes. Is there anything special we need to talk about or something?

"No. Nothing in particular"

Out of the four lords, I met about my father, the East Lord.

I have no direct knowledge of the three remaining people.

"Anything else to watch out for?

"The Fourth Lord will never be hostile to you, and you will not have to question their loyalty to you. Just be careful what you do because you might be baking a lot of care."

"Bake care, is it?

"... that you are special to them,"

(That's probably because I'm the only Elzevelt...)

"I don't mind ignoring it if it's depressing. You are forgiven for that."

"... ok"

Though I did, I wasn't really sure.

I'm optimistic, and I'm with His Highness lightly, so I'll decide it's okay.

(Nadir, if you're here, it's okay)

As strange as I was, I had absolute trust.

"Dear Nadir, please also summon the orange. It's bright and delicious."

"... oh"

Although the sourness prevails over the sweetness a little, the fresh fruit that can be eaten at this time of year is precious.