Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

"There seems to have been some noise, but how was it?

The entrance hall was engulfed in silence by the appearance of a boy who was slender, tall, with a mild face and yet looked somewhere dignified. The blue-haired boy asks looking around and his voice echoes in the scene hall.

"His Highness Lionel......"

So crushed Scarlo's voice was trembling. Leticiel also moves an eyebrow at the name for a moment. Lionel...... it must have been the name of the second prince for sure. Rin's standing, a young but elegant and dignified figure of that grown-up boy, for a moment found the face of King Oswald.

As he turns his eyes of observation to the second prince, Lionel also looks back at Leticiel with a pale smile.

"Long time no see, Miss Drossel"

"... Your Highness Lionel is the one who seems to remain the same."

I'm sure Rochford's brother would have seen him before. When Leticiel met small, Lionel continued his words looking straight at this one.

"I have heard about my brother from my father at a place of study. I'm so sorry to hear that."

"Please don't worry. Your Highness has no reason to apologize."

Leticiel gently shakes his neck to the side. There is no need to apologize to him for not being there from the beginning of school, than when there was a commotion. Leticiel cut out another topic early.

"By the way, what brings His Highness here?

"I returned from my place of study, so I asked to greet you back home. Seemed like you were here arguing about something earlier...... what's up?

Lionel alternated between Leticiel and Scarlo. Leticiel opens his mouth to explain the situation, sideways with Scarlo just letting him swim the less eye of agitation.

"I'm here for a servant named Cloud. I heard you were trapped in the basement with no allowance, even though you were seriously injured."

Lionel slowly turns his attention to Scarlo as he listens to Leticiel's succinct explanation.

"... is that true? Lord Scarlo."

"No... it's..."

With his gaze turned, Scarlo clouds his words. I guess I never thought Leticiel would ask the prince who made a scene and happened to be with him about the punishment of a single servant.

Scarlo stares at Leticiel with frustration in his eyes, but he can't have any disrespect for the prince of a country in front of him, and eventually began to explain it reluctantly. However, a lot of information was scraped off and wrapped in oblate.

"… indeed, that is the crude phase of that servant"

"Oh yeah...! Therefore, His Royal Highness is concerned..."

Scarlo was clearly relieved by Lionel's response when he finished listening. I glance at Leticiel as flirtatious and trying to tell the story, but there's no way that such an artistry could work.

"No, I didn't hear that way though"

Scarlo has a slight look on Leticiel, who disagreed with him sayingly, and Lionel is also looking at him with a little surprise.

"According to witnesses at the scene, the cloud is making cuts to his back with ceramic fragments, and he's bleeding,"

That being said, Leticiel turned his attention to the gardener's young man, who was shrinking behind the wall. Lionel followed that gaze and saw the youth in the same way.

"... is that true?

"Yes… yes, sir, to the left, there is!

Asked a question by a prince of a country, the youth solidified the tension less pissely, but answered Lionel's question as he raised his voice and spoke of the upside to the audience.

"That's definitely a huge injury."

Lionel put his hand on his chin and lowered his eyes slightly. I just wanted to cut this topic off, and Scarlo has stared with a sharp eye with the intention of winning eight, but where does Leticiel blow the wind?

Ignoring Scarlo's gaze and watching the situation, the contemplating Lionel opens his eyes and turns again to Scarlo.

"I am heavily aware that I should not speak out about your house, but how does Lord Scarlo intend to punish that servant?

"Huh? Well, that's... cloud mistakes are serious. That is why we believe that we should now lock ourselves in the basement and make ourselves fully regret what we have done."

Even for Scarlo, it seems important that he broke the big bowl and that Deanne was about to get hurt and ruined his dress. Although I don't understand Leticiel at all.

"Word, Father. Will the cloud need that much punishment?

The moment Leticiel opened his mouth, Ba and Scarlo flew a stare over here so that he could hear the voiceless sound of it being you again. A vacillating spark scatters between father and daughter.

"Let's make up our minds. He ruined the most valuable flowers in our house."

"The flowers that were planted in the broken large pot were transferred to another flower vessel, didn't they? You didn't ruin anything, did you?

I say to Leticiel, who eats up, that Scarlo also loses.

"... but I wonder if Deanne would have been endangered by the carelessness of that one...!

"You're not actually hurt, are you? Because the cloud stood up and covered your mother. That loyalty is only praiseworthy, and I don't think we're going to be punished like this."

In one word, Scarlo stuffed the words, but Deanne came further from the side.

"... K, my dress is out of use because of the cloud!

"If you care about that dress, why don't we tailor another one of the same? I also know how it feels to be taken care of what you like, but I can't replace the loyalty and honesty of those who follow me. Isn't merciful of the people also your duty as one who stands above men?

……

If anything, he was smashed from one end and, sealed with objections, Scarlo and Deanne stared abominably at Leticiel. I didn't say anything wrong, so Leticiel takes that gaze with a cool look as well.

That's how she's doing more inspires the Dukes' anger, and they're pulling and shaking their shoulders.

"Sounds like you're offering..."

Lionel's calm voice broke in between the three of us with a sinister air.

"The servant accepted the punishment without excuse for the crude phase and stood up and defended himself about Deanne. If that's an incontrovertible fact, isn't there room for circumstantial action to be taken with impunity for that loyalty?

Before the Prince was present, the Dukes and his wife were causing frustration without even being able to say back emotionally to Leticiel's theory, but they were stabbed to a halt with a single voice of Lionel's crane, and they were completely silenced.

"Why don't you let them handle the injury for a second?

To Lionel's word, Scarlo doesn't want to shake his head vertically. He stared at Leticiel with remorse, and sent Daniel a gaze. Drawing its intentions, Daniel nodded and disappeared beyond a single door.

I waited awhile and Daniel came back holding the cloud. Seeing a cloud of bright blue, hazy faces, Leticiel was promptly driven by the urge to rush over and handle it, but endures much more.

Meanwhile, the cloud, which had been held, was pokanned by the way the hall looked.

When Daniel called me, Cloud thought his punishment had finally been decided. But there's a warrant in the hall that was brought in that left a few days ago, up to the second prince.

Towards the cloud, admirably confused by its unlikely face, Scarlo speaks out.

"Cloud, let's undo the punishment for you."

Cloud doubted his ears for a moment because he was too unexpected for the exact words from Scarlo, who was willing to inflict severe punishment until a few hours before. What the hell was going on here while I was underground?

"However, we must ask for responsibility for causing such disturbances. Therefore, after demotion to the gardener, wages are also reduced. Make sure there's no next time."

"... thank you for your generosity, sir"

I have no idea how that happened, and the cloud glancing at me desperately trying to get my confused head to work caught Leticiel's tender eyes staring at this one.

Cloud stares back at Leticiel with a thankful gaze. I assumed that it must have been because of her that things had been done peacefully, and I bowed my head deeply, breathing relief.

"Daniel, for now... give him a scratch allowance"

Following Scarlo's orders, Daniel slowly walked out of the hall supporting the cloud.

Leticiel walked over to Lionel as he looked sideways at the condition, breaking his knee and thanking the lady as she came to his front.

"I apologize for bothering Your Highness with your hands"

"No, because I just stuck my neck in it on my own"

Lionel said calmly, not breaking his gentleman grin, holding his hand against his chest and gently meeting him. But Leticiel goes on with the words. Whatever the history or the reason, the prince's mouthfeel made things easy.

"No, something you should have solved on your own. We apologize for the inconvenience."

"I haven't done that much, but I will accept Miss Drossel's sincerity"

The conversation just ended in a paragraph, with Lionel glancing out the window. It was only sundown when Leticiel came to the mansion, but now the sun had completely set, and the full moon was floating in the night sky.

"Well, now I'll excuse you"

"I will drop you off at the front door"

"No, I don't mind. This is the time, and Miss Drossel, please rest."

Politely declining the drop-off, Lionel followed several squires to the exit in a refreshing manner. A grace on its back, Leticiel rushes over to Luvik.

Leticiel left the hall early enough as he had a brief conversation with Luvik.

After that, Lionel was dropping off the front door until it closed. When I looked up at the duke's mansion, lit up on the moon and night, and smiled small at his mouth, he slowly walked out to return to his carriage.

Leticiel had long gone down the hallway of the Duke's residence while he was being led by Luvik.

The servant's room is on the third floor of the mansion. Luvik stopped in front of the door at the far end of the hallway. Apparently, this is the cloud room.

Leticiel's hand stopped floating in the universe just as the door opened and Daniel came out at the time he lifted his hand to knock.

"Ma'am... how can I help you with the cloud?

"Yeah. Did you finish your injury allowance?

"Yes, it's just over"

Entering the room with Daniel in error, the cloud was lying in bed lying in a depression with a bandage wrapped around his upper body.

When he saw Leticiel, Cloud glanced and hurried to get out of bed, but Leticiel took control of it with one hand.

"Cloud, how are you?

"Thank you, it's much better"

"Good. But you can't do it."

"Yes. Thank you so much for earlier, ma'am. If the lady hadn't come, what would have happened by now..."

"I don't want to thank you. Something that hasn't done much."

Leticiel sits on a round chair beside the bed, shaking her full and neck to the side.

Were you well cared for, the cloud was looking somewhat better than it had just been.

"Um, Mr. Cloud... are you there?

Just then, I heard a knock on the door. It was that gardener's youth voice that I heard along with the knocking noise.

"Whoa, what's up?

When the cloud spoke, the young man came into the room with an aside. And bow your head so vigorously that you are likely to hear the sound of cutting the wind with the bun.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Cloud! With my hema...... it's so annoying to Mr. Cloud...... it's all my fault!

"Well, don't apologize so much. It's over now, never mind."

Pong and his hand rested on the shoulder of the young man, who looked sorry, and the cloud smiled gently.

"But......!

"Besides, I'm horrified. Thanks to the mouthwatering of His Royal Highness the Prince and the Lady, both me and you were fined with a punishment to the extent of the pay cuts. Thank the lady very much."

"Yep... still, I'm so sorry"

Cloud smiles bitterly at the young man who is still shunned. I'm not sure how it was communicated, but I'm guessing he's also the one who told these two the facts without even considering that the spearhead of anger would return to himself from the cloud. Cloud wasn't going to blame him for that, and he didn't even regret covering him up.

"Actually, I told the Duke earlier that I was quitting and he gave me his consent. I caused all this noise and it bothered Mr. Cloud too... because it's my fault"

"... what are you going to do after this?

Leticiel felt a little sorry for the youth as well. I was thinking of taking care of him at his mansion if he seemed to be looking for a work place, but the young man replied with a clear look.

"I thought I'd take this opportunity to go back to my parents' house. He doesn't seem to be feeling very well either, so I'm thinking of helping out with my parents' field work."

"Yes, take care of your parents."

"Yes...! Thank you very much, lady, Mr. Cloud, and Mr. Luvik! I will never forget this grace!

Because he said what he wanted to say and decided to be ready, the young man left the room with a somewhat neat look compared to when he came in.

"What's the cloud going to do?

"Is that me? I... I have a son, and you don't have to endure it until it's almost cold. We can't get rid of food support."

Cloud laughed as he gave up, thinking of his still young son. Leticiel frowns small at that lonely smile.

"I can only tease in the garden, and it's hard to find another job for a middle-aged man like this..."

……

"My wages have been reduced... because I have managed to stay in my job. I really sincerely thank the lady. If there's anything I can do, do it."

"Cloud......"

Silence falls in the room. Staring at the cloud lowering his head deeply, Luvik looks at Leticiel with a frightening eye as to whether there is anything. In the meantime, Leticiel, who was still motionless and contemplative, uttered a potpourri.

"Hey, Cloud"

"... what is it?

"Quit the Duke's house and come to my mansion?

Was it an unexpected suggestion, the cloud as well as Luvik are circling their eyes as surprised.

"The lady's mansion...... is it?

"Yeah, I was just thinking about fixing up the mansion yard. It's a small garden compared to here, but if you don't mind, what do you say?

Listening to Cloud's body, which he had never known before, Leticiel could no longer leave him alone. Besides, Cloud's standing at the Duke's house would have become quite dangerous in this case. I don't know what it is to stay in the mansion like this.

"No... but... there's no way I'm going to inconvenience your daughter..."

Ruvik, who had been silent until earlier, also turned to the side to persuade him that the cloud was clouding his words as confused by the sudden suggestion.

"Mr. Cloud, please do it from me, too"

Cloud's gaze shifts to Luvik. Luvik said so with a serious look and turned a blind eye to Leticiel.

"Me and Nicole aren't enough people. It's very difficult to take care of your daughter."

"Huh? I don't think so..."

"No doubt the lady is the only one who thinks so...!

Leticiel stares at Luvik as he was told heartily, but Luvik just shook his head as he gave up on her like that with a smile.

Such an interesting exchange between the Leticiers made the cloud unwittingly blow out. Over the past few months, there has always been so much fun around her.

Either way, I still can't breathe at the Duke's house, and the cloud wasn't sure I was going to work safely like this. Nowhere is there any reason to retain such a middle-aged servant to the Dukes and his wife, who would want to make trouble with this disturbance.

Cloud made a firm vow in his heart to follow her wherever she might need to, even in return for the courtier who saved her predicament.

"I would appreciate it, Miss Drossel"

Leticiel and Luvik look at each other and laugh at each other as relieved.

Thus Leticiel's mansion was to receive a new servant.

In the living room of the Duke's residence, Scarlo and Deanne sat side by side on the couch.

"What the hell, that girl..."

So crush it. Scarlo holds his head, but no one indoors responds to his words.

Is Deanne still relieved by an earlier series of events, or is she just sighing because she also loses her temper to utter words?

"Your Majesty is turning into that daughter's words, even Master Lionel has that daughter's shoulders, etc..."

I don't understand why the royal family would look so far at one abominable child.

"... you must be manipulating with some strange force. That girl has been a strange thing for a long time..."

Before Scarlo's solitude ends, the door to the living room opens quietly.

Turning his gaze, the figure that emerged in the candlelight was his beloved daughter Krista.

As soon as I admitted Krista's appearance, Deanne, who was like a shell out until just now, hacked herself right and embraced her daughter so that she could cling.

"Krista! Are you okay? Have you recovered yet?

"... I'm sorry for your concern, Father, Mother"

Smiling small, Krista hugs her mother back. But her face is done, and she's pale.

"I guess it's not all there yet, huh? Are you okay to walk away? We should probably get some more rest."

"It's okay...... more than that, your sister was here, wasn't she?

"... oh"

The moment Drossel's presence popped out of her mouth, Scarlo frowned as much as he wanted, even though it made her feel a little easier to see her beloved daughter's face because of it.

"What did your sister come to do?

"I'm here to talk about the cloud. The way we do things is unjust or something... utterly, utterly unwarranted"

……

"Ultimately, His Highness Lionel put the spot away... but it is utterly disgraceful to poke at me as a parent in front of His Highness... I don't care how far that girl disparages us...!

Scarlo, angry with Drossel, was not aware of Deanne holding her daughter and clinging to her. That a black shadow fell on Krista's face.

"... is that right?"

Krista unwinds Deanne's hand and turns her back on this one with a crease.

"K, Krista?

"Go back to your room…"

"Well... take a rest."

"Tomorrow again, please show me how well you are......!

"Yes...... Goodnight, Father, Mother."

The door in a calm shade of darkness closes quietly. The hallway where the light in the living room was tightened is dim.

The look on Krista's face, walking naggingly, was hidden from her reddish blonde hair.