How About a Refill? ~The Elegant Tea Party of the Grand Witches~

To Miss Miriam.

How was your tea party with Master Beatrice today?

To tell the truth, I've been waiting for Miss Miriam to come to the tea party.

Your kind brother won't allow me to talk to you. [M] I would be happy to talk to you in the carriage under the pretext of sending you from Master Beatrice's mansion.

I wish I knew you better because I knew you so well. [M] Me and you are gay, anyway!

What's your favorite thing? I want you to tell me any flowers you like, any sweets you like.

Your comrade.

Emilio.

[]/(n, vs) stretching/stretching/stretching/

By the way, I like the biscotti of “Prodotti da Forno” on 3rd Street (I sometimes go out of the castle by myself to buy it. Keep it a secret from Leo.

His Royal Highness First Prince Emilio Vittorio Beguette Áviliebaray

Thank you for taking the carriage to the residence today.

It's a short time, but I'm honored to have a pleasant time with Emilio.

I also use “Prodotti da Forno” a lot.

Even so, I am very surprised to hear that Emilio is going to buy it by herself because the maid is going to buy it. I'm sure oniisama will be surprised.

I always enjoy Amaretti and Clostata, but I will try to buy Biscotti for the next time.

Do you prefer flowers with small flowers like Erica and Mimosa? I prefer small, sweet flowers to big flowers that are gorgeous in a single round.

I am truly happy to have Emilio here at the Mansion today. However, I am afraid to send it to you every time.

I'll pick you up from the mansion if I have the next chance. You'll be busy, so you don't have to come aboard.

Miriam Farina Caparoni

To Miss Miriam.

Don't hesitate to pick up and drop off at the residence.

No, you can think of this as my best self.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the time to send you to the Mansion is the only time for me to heal when I am chased by the executive and have a busy time.

You think you can help me, and you can't let me send you anyway?

And I know the name of the letter, but I miss you calling it “Your Highness.”

Could you call me Emilio at any time?

I'm begging you! I want you to say anything you want!

I tried Amaretti from “Prodotti da Forno”, which you said you liked.

The bitter flavor of almonds makes me sick!

I'm so excited to discover something new!

Today I searched for the "small, poor flower” that you said you liked and turned it into a bouquet. [M] I'm glad you're happy.

I switched to Amaretti.

Emilio.

Dear Emilio,

Thank you for the very nice bouquet of Campanula flowers.

The little flowers of the fishing bell type were still cute and I really liked them.

Decorated by a private room window, I think Emilio's conversation comes to mind and saves my heart.

I understand Emilio's feelings about the transfer carriage.

If this is the least comfort of your busy days, we'd love to hear from you.

I will also tell the person in the house about it.

You're going to switch to the Amaretto. I laughed unexpectedly. I beg your pardon for your disrespect.

Biscotti is a very hard treat. The store told me that it was good to soak in espresso, but I was embarrassed and I couldn't do it, so I secretly soaked it in milk.

It was the first time I ever ate baked confectionery in a drink, so I was very excited.

I would like to go to the store one day.

Miriam Farina Caparoni

Reading back a letter from Emilio, Miriam looks at the Campanula flower by the window.

From the open windows, warm early summer sun pours in, and occasional fresh winds shake the petals.

I remember every time a light purple little fishing bell shakes. She looked at Emilio's words with a smile as she saw them face to face in the carriage and at her soft forehead.

Miriam began to exchange letters with Emilio and gradually broke them down.

The first prince of his own country was hardened at first, but he was much more attached to Emilio's calm attitude, which did not wear a lot of identity.

"What a lovely flower. I'm going to love it."

Miriam takes a sticky note out of the drawer and takes a pen.

I will reply to Emilio's letter that arrived today.

"Emilio is really kind. You're doing me such a favor. I'm sure you'll be very happy to be queen in the future."

I thought of Emilio as I wrote a letter. I wonder if I'll ever talk to someone about love. That must be the near future.

How long will I be able to exchange letters like this?

When I think about it, my chest feels rough.

I still don't know what this feeling is.

Miriam still has a long way to go to name his feelings for Emilio.