Marielle Clarac's Engagement

"Weird," if you describe my fiancée in a nutshell.

"Sorry to keep you waiting"

Mariel was sitting alone on the wall when she managed to judge the people she was talking to.

She smiles quietly and greets me, without even showing her dissatisfied face that she has been left alone for a long time. I won't say anything that happened to my side, with words that twirl me and care about me.

She was her, and until just now, she had been called out to all sorts of people.

I checked every now and then even though I was away. Being engaged to me led to a jump in the spotlight, Mariel became jealous and slanderous that she had never been associated with. I guess he was harassed and told by a lot of people just now.

Waiting for me in the face that I didn't even give it a bite and nothing was wrong. Normally I admire that she is a well done daughter, and this is an occasion to be satisfied as a fiancée......

"Mariel?

There is an unusual glow as she turns to me. The expression can't be concealed, even if it's relaxing, to a gaze that contains curiosity and some inexperienceable passion. It was too creepy a sign that this plain, quiet looking daughter would drift away to ignore what paranoia was going on in her brain right now, though she didn't even want to know.

Dear fiancée? A daughter obsessed with the person she's in love with? - Is that such a cute thing?

No. This is absolutely different, it's not like that.

It would have been a sight to look like that beside me, but I could assure myself that it was a total misunderstanding.

"Yes?"

Mariel returns it with a cute, necklaced look and a stubborn look that just says she hasn't thought about it. How harmless, so mediocre looking daughter that it is difficult to raise her traits, is actually what she is.

She still doesn't know what I know.

The first time I saw her was a few years ago now. It was at a night club held at the Royal Palace as well as tonight. As I was walking away from the hustle and bustle and trying to catch a breath in an unpopular place, I heard multiple women.

I was going to come to a quiet place, and I pound my inner tongue. Young daughters out of voice. It can be a pain in the ass when you find it. When I tried to go elsewhere, I heard words that bothered me.

"In the first place, it's not a shameless gesture in and out of the royal palace for a nasty person like you?

Much more pungent tone. It also includes how you look down. Apparently, they're not cheering on each other, they're even cheating on each other. Though I thought it would be good, I stopped.

Women are gorgeously beautiful with all their appearances, but the conflicts and harassment under the water are so flamboyant. It's a world I honestly don't want to be involved in. But as a Kingsguard knight, you can't ignore the mess if it's happening. We can let it go if it's just a mouthful, but we have to make sure it doesn't happen like the injured person does.

A gentle peek from the shadow of a large pillar had gathered five or six girls in a small courtyard for rest. Hi, they're all surrounded by one.

Who is surrounded, the dress is out of the way and I don't see it well. Barely saw a pale blue-purple dress.

Check the faces of the surrounding ladies, they look familiar. It's surrounded by the Marquis de Cavegnac. I could also confirm that there was a gorgeous girl in the heart of my dressed daughters.

Miss Aurelia wore a glossy pale blue-purple dress.

... Apparently, the same color of the dress makes them obnoxious. That and the words that can be thrown at me make it sound good. It seemed to be their perception that a thick woman who was not familiar with wearing the same color as Miss Aurelia.

Not at all, ridiculous. How can a woman care about such an end? I don't care about the color of the dress or anything. Though there are hundreds and hundreds of people together in the first place, it is impossible for everyone to wear completely different colors, etc. The person wearing the clothes shows up. It's a natural story, but I didn't understand why that was unacceptable.

I'm sick of it from the bottom of my heart. I don't try to get my hands on it just complaining for now, so I left it to watch without stepping in.

Miss Aurelia and her surroundings scattered as much evil as she wanted to say, and finally walked away with an apparent laugh of contempt as well. What was left on the spot was one brown-haired daughter.

My hair is hiding my nagging face. What is faintly trembling is crying? So that's all they said. Naturally. The colours were the same, but the quality of the dress was clearly inferior to Miss Aurelia's. I don't suppose he's such a high-ranking noble. If you imitate only the colors, they were also material for Miss Aurelia to attack. I guess I've been fashionable enough to make a fool of myself, and I would have been sarcastically hurt.

All I can say is that the cause is crap, but I was about as sorry for the bullying and crying warrant lady. I often get lost on the spot as to whether I should leave or not.

Being so kind can be a pain in the ass afterwards. Basically, I try not to speak from this one if my young daughter is the other. If you're close to me, you'll get your eyes on Miss Aurelia again, and you better keep your distance for her.

But it is also pathetic to ignore it here and walk away.

What's the matter......

When I was worried, I heard a small voice. The courtyard maid leaked the voice. Couldn't you get a whimper? When I gave up and turned my foot to her, I could hear my voice even more clearly.

"Hehe... Ugh... Ugh"

- What?

He had a strange voice for crying. Isn't that a laugh, rather than a whimper?

"hehe... hehe..."

The nagging courtier is still shaking her shoulders. But what you hear is clearly laughter. I got creepy and stopped stepping out.

No way. Did you feel that? There are weaknesses, such as confusion with that degree of bullying.

As I hesitated for a different reason than earlier, another voice sounded.

"Mariel!

Young - I could say young. My daughter comes running around her age. It's a face I don't know. Probably just got out into the social world. The brunette girl came for her daughter in the courtyard.

My called daughter finally looked up. That one was still young. The face with the big glasses was happily reddishing her cheeks to see.

"Juliennou! It was amazing! Group Ibili like I already painted it! Typical mean lady! Enjoy the immersion, I'm freaking out!

... Hey.

"That's what it's like to be surrounded! The surroundings are so powerful with the walls of the dress. Fine, Master Orelia. Psychotic. I think I'm falling in love."

"... well, I didn't think you needed to worry"

The brunette girl, called Julienne, shrugged her shoulders with a frightened face.

This one is frightened too. What's that full smile? He throws such a terrible evil state at me and makes a fool of me, why would I be happy to do so?

"Ah, I need to write it down before I forget! You used every word to curse me. I used to be impressed with all that rhetoric. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, you're flooded with upbringing and you're rich in vocabulary. I have to apprentice."

The apparent warrant lady Mariel took something out of her hand. A little notebook and a pen?

"It would be helpful to hardly have to think about it if they asked me all that. I think I can make a bad word dictionary. I was wondering if you could come back. It's going to be a lot of help. I'd love to keep you company."

"I don't know. I don't think we care enough from Aurelia."

"Hey. I happened to wear the color of my dress tonight, so I got my eyes on it, but it's not going to be that good every time."

What do you mean, it'll work? What's "good" about being snored at?

"It takes a lot of traits to be seen as an enemy by a mean warrant lady, doesn't it? The heroine in the story is something that can be bullied for some reason, like beauty or having an excellent stunt. We need qualities that make us heroines. I can't do it... can anyone do that? I want you to do a close interview."

Miss Mariel moves the pen even as she talks. Are you used to it, Miss Julienne just sits across the street and watches.

Apparently, he didn't need to worry at all. But I don't understand it in a different way. It was not an act praised as a Kingsguard knight, such as eavesdropping on a woman's conversation from the shadows, but I couldn't leave the scene because I was concerned about Miss Mariel's differences.

"A delightful beauty who can still be bullied meets a nice man and ends up happy and looking around. That's what readers like, after all. But in order to make the show stand out, it's important to expand to that point. The bullying portrayal turns thin and white. It's hard to draw a reader into the world of stories. A villain has to shine more than a hero."

Reader...... Story...... Villain...... I see.

As I listened to Miss Mariel, who goes on well, I somehow came to understand. Apparently, he's talking about a novel. Does she write novels? Are you happy that you can refer to the bullying from as many Aurelian ladies as you just did?

I finally understood that sort of thing. I was worried about my brain disease because of what could only be described as strange reactions, but I was relieved to know that there was a reason for this.

- But I'm not convinced.

Is that the reaction of a normal girl, such as only thinking about being a reference to a novel in that situation?

Are you happy that you can make it into a novel story while being taken into an invisible place and attacked by a group? It would definitely not be normal behavior, such as listening thankfully and writing in a notebook a bunch of words full of malice and disdain directed at you.

What the hell is she like? I couldn't help but remember how puzzling it was to my daughter, who had probably just come out into the social world and was still noticeably childish.

I saw her every time I attended nightclubs, gardening parties, etc. afterwards. Miss Mariel likes to come out where people get together.

I could tell from the fact that I have acquired it to remember the face and characteristics of a professional person and the fact that she always wears glasses, but to tell the truth, Miss Mariel has difficulty finding her presence. Without any special beauty, she's not ugly enough to catch your eye on the other hand. Hair is a common brown color. He is a middle-bodied, middle-bodied figure who embodies the word "ten."

Seems like she's everywhere, a daughter who won't know as soon as she gets around the crowd. Think of it as resembling something, and I recall that's it. Yes, wildlife blends into the surrounding landscape to make it look good, a protective color.

Bugs that look just like tree leaves or lizards that change the color of your body. Finding Miss Mariel out of the crowd resembled the task of finding creatures who simulate and hide themselves in the woods.

When I found it, I secretly felt accomplished. I'm about to raise my voice to see if I was here. Like a young day chasing bugs in the woods, it was only customary to find Miss Mariel.

And every time I found her, she was weird.

You come out aggressively at gatherings, but you're usually alone without talking to people. I thought it was an intrepid personality I couldn't speak from myself, but if that's the kind of daughter I expect someone to notice. Stick to the corners of the group, wander around places that you can see...... I can clearly see the difference because such a warrant often appears around me as well. Miss Mariel doesn't want to be noticed. I could be sure of that clearly.

Seeing it that way, I've also found that she dares to behave inconspicuously.

It's not just about appearance. It is always summed up in something that is not difficult so as not to attract attention either. Young daughters would be ingenious in their outfits so that they would be more beautiful than other daughters, so as to stand out at all. That's not what Miss Mariel has. Always a quiet outfit - just too plain and not noticeable the other way around, choosing just outfits that are exquisitely mediocre, neither acceptable nor impossible. Every time that happens, I just think I'm doing it deliberately. It should actually take a lot of effort to maintain the difficulty so that it doesn't stand out that far.

Why would you do that? - That too, if you're observing, you'll see.

I don't speak for myself, but I want to listen to people. He snuggles up by the uplifting crowd and stands still unnoticed, simulating by the landscape. The opponents are young and old. I keep picking up people's stories all over the place. It's amazing that no one cares about her presence, but it's where a lot of people are originally gathered. Even if my uncharacteristic daughter were nearby this would flush with one of the landscapes. With myself, if I hadn't been able to do every single one of those nights, I wasn't sure I'd have noticed her presence.

That's how I gathered people's conversations, and then I often saw them sneaking around in the shadows and writing them in my notebook. That's when he had a really fun look on his face. I guess I got another good story. What the hell kind of novel are you going to write? As I looked at it in disgust, it was starting to freak me out.

The purpose of young daughters coming out into the social world is mostly to get married people. I'm making a leap to sell myself in and find someone with some good conditions. I try to be inconspicuous in such a place first, and even Miss Mariel, who collects novel stories - I can't wait to hang on to what you're doing here.

As such, the days of observing strange girls instead of working and socializing lasted for several years.

"Simeon, aren't you getting married?

In the midst of offering an inspection, His Highness Severan inquired without a pulse. All I had to do was raise my eyebrows lightly.

"I will return the words exactly as they were."

"I'm just inquisitive about the other guy. I don't remember proclaiming celibacy"

My men are around, and I breathe what the hell they're talking about.

"I don't remember claiming to be a bachelor either."

"Then why can't we get married? Aren't you going to let them back down? If you don't feel like a woman when you say it's already thirty, you're gonna get a bad idea."

"Don't worry. If they were to make such a mistake, they would definitely be Your Highness."

"That's what I'm saying because I'm worried! Marry me, too!

Has something been said already? His Royal Highness pounded his finger against him.

"Your mother is worried, too. It won't be a good idea for my tracking son to be single forever. Whatever you want, I can turn back on you. Match up. Just do it."

"Is it a pageant... is it?"

Regardless of His Highness's concerns, I did not even think about marriage.

I've been stuck here lately with my parents, especially my mother. Though I don't need to rush as fast as a woman, I can only make you anxious that I haven't even decided to get engaged at twenty-seven. I was wondering if it was time to seriously think about it, too.

It's not that I don't want to get married or that I'm not interested in women. Simply because I was behind on work priorities and because I didn't have anyone I thought I was going to be.

But the pageant didn't bother me. I'm worried about what kind of warrant will come out. Like Miss Aurelia, the rumor doesn't accumulate that she is a perfect but problematic person in the contents. I want you to introduce me as a personality priority, but something called a woman is good at hiding her nature. Introduced in the touch of a distracting, well-behaved daughter, it was actually less likely that she was hiding her shady sexual roots.

I don't want many. I like someone I can safely hang out with as a person.

Answering that, His Highness had a very troubled face. Your Highness herself is having a hard time choosing a queen, so you should be sympathetic to my point. If you find the right person, you will be asked to marry me before you introduce me.

It's hard.

As I wondered what was going on, I had the opportunity to talk to Viscount Clarac, Miss Mariel's father.

He has asked me if I could introduce him to his daughter's marriage.

"Does any of my people seem just right? My daughter was eighteen this year...... well, I can't even flatter her for being beautiful, but she's not retarded. Stand around wisely and play the role you need to play properly. I am decent around there, so I can confidently put it out to my wife. It's just that she's such a quiet daughter, and she's hard to catch a man's eye. It may seem insufficient from all the glamorous Kingsguards, but as a married person, it shouldn't be bad. My wife and lover are different. The person who keeps the house needs Jin-sook and solidity. My daughter is a bargain at that point - can you speak to someone?"

The Viscount, who looked good to people, put it quite well. While acknowledging that beauty and glamour are not required of Miss Mariel, she maintains that she is well qualified as a married person. It's a strategy like him that is worldly good by appearance and is steadily emerging. That's the way to sell it, and some guys will come in on the story.

But I'm not being honest with you.

Describes one side of Miss Mariel, but the pivotal part is missing. Um, unparalleled curiosity would be a minor and irrevocably important element for a married person.

I can't even find a story I can find if I tell you the way it is. I know what happened when I lay low. But as far as I know who we are, I was hesitant to take the story straight to my men.

Miss Mariel would also be hurt just fine if her nature split and she broke along the way. If rumors spread to the social community, they will also affect future opponent retrieval. It can be a fatal wound for her, even if she just doesn't seem to have the edge.

... No, would she even be happy to screw with the situation? It seems possible.

I could easily imagine Miss Mariel heading to the notebook with a joyful face, and sighed. That girl would indeed need someone to introduce her to a good edge. You'll never find someone on your own.

I wish there was a man who would accept her hobby while understanding... and I realized there was one.

Right. I don't have to tell my men anything, why don't I just take it?

I know her hobby hidden. I also know it's a bit odd in character. But I don't hate it. Now it's as much fun and observation as it is.

Miss Mariel, although undoubtedly an odd person, was not sexually vicious. Even if you're keen to gather rumors, you're not going to say anything about it. Her behavior is only to serve as a reference for the novel, and she is not interested in other people's rumors themselves and blows them funny and crazy. Among the social circles thriving on rumours about something, it could be described as a difficult one.

Around the fact that the principle of behavior is always for a novel, some things honestly can't be praised as beautiful... isn't it bad?

This one was just looking for someone to marry. I thought it was just fine and was very surprised when I told the Viscount that I would make a name for myself.

"Hey, that's a real honor to say...... to be honest, can't we make up for it? We have different personalities at home and at the Frovail family, and if you are as good as Lord Simeon, find as many warrants with better conditions. Years away..."

Around not jumping into the story, but rather showing concern, it is possible that he is not the swallowing man he seems to be. He has the wit to watch out for traps, even if he can hang a treat in front of him, it won't eat right away.

I see what the Viscount was wary of. If a man to a degree commensurate with the Clarak family is his opponent, he can push it off by successfully taking Miss Mariel's nature apart. If you just have a slightly unusual taste, you're going to deceive me appropriately. That doesn't work when I'm the other guy. The power relationship is unbalanced from the beginning, so if you can complain, you can't fight it. Did you decide that you should avoid it because jumping out of greed can end up losing a lot of money?

Perhaps the Viscount also considered the possibility that something was wrong with me. That is why I am alarmed that you have raised your name to such an incompatible fringe. Smart thing.

"Well, from the eighteen ladies, I guess I'm the uncle."

"No, no, no, no woman who sees Lord Simeon and thinks so. Well, that's a common story, like the age of nine and the difference there."

"Yeah, my parents are eight years different. So I was wondering if I could ask Sir Emile if he would mind."

"No, it's not like that,"

I guess I'm busy considering it in my brain, even as I answer quietly with a gentle smile. I perceived his hard work and I laughed without putting it on my face.

A prudent person sometimes takes an extra hard time thinking too much. I can't make a fool of myself because I'm a person of the same lineage. I know exactly how the Viscount feels hesitating. How can you tell that it is a total struggle to get over it?

... I don't think you need to understand anything else. It sounds interesting to keep talking like this.

I don't care what happens. I don't want to marry Miss Mariel. If they say no, that's fine. I was more interested in how the Viscount would deal with it and decided to continue the conversation without seeding it.

"This is an extra great story for you...... what do you think of your parents? Wouldn't a house that's too understated be shown a difficult color in the other person?"

"Even if you're not so despised. Isn't it a Clarak family and a family that lasts quite a while? Even if it doesn't stand out flashly, it should have served the king honestly for generations and earned a certain reputation. You and your son are recognized for their competent work."

"No, haha, not enough to be lifted like that"

"My family is the Count, that's the Viscount, and I don't think there's a problem with matchmaking,"

"Oh, really..."

Heh heh, you look like you're going to get fatty sweat. It's a big deal because I still don't give it a look.

"No, but my daughter, what do you say, she's a plain kid. I was wondering if there are many shortages to put your face on the table as the wife of the Count's house."

"Didn't you say there was no problem as someone who could make the house go away? That's exactly what I was looking for. I'm just enthusiastic about fashions and rumors, and I have a problem with my wife, who's barely home. I just need to be able to socialize what I need. I want someone who can protect my home properly, even if it's not particularly glamorous."

"Well, you have a surprisingly conservative idea"

"They're going to think I'm a jerk, because there are so many women who come by. For women who are just gorgeous, it's already easy. I want to place more emphasis on the contents than on rumors because they are the ones I will be dating as my lifelong companion. I want to marry a calm, steadfast woman."

"Hmm..."

Has this word moved my heart, the Viscount has become a contemplative face? Married people can be as plain as the players. Just looking at all kinds of women, identifying people who are really worth it properly. I guess I've remembered those examples, I've asked you to stop fooling around with laughter.

"... really, it's a perfectly plain thing to look at, right?

"No problem."

"It's just quiet and lacks fun though"

No, it'll be interesting. People who are so funny, they aren't.

"I was wondering if a quiet person would have the charm of being that person."

"... I've always liked to read stories, and I tend to dream a little because of them, but some of them have become real."

Sounds like something. On the contrary, it is flying very well. It is doubtful whether it is as far as it can be expressed in the cute word "tend to dream" etc.

"Doesn't that mean it's sensitive?

"Can you say that..."

It won't be a lie. I just beautified and expressed a little bit that I was picking up stories from people around me.

That's right, and the Viscount breathed.

"Well, can you just meet him once and do it? Take a closer look, and if you don't mind, you should be clear. Some parts you just talk about without yourself won't tell you. Be sure to check directly."

Finally, the Viscount's approval was obtained and I was to meet Miss Mariel face-to-face. He seemed to think that I would change my mind too if I saw him in person. Of course not. I visited the Claracks and exchanged words with Miss Mariel for the first time, officially offering to marry them on the spot.

As I expected, Mariel was a bright figure with no shade or humidity. Always behave modestly and do nothing but talk and you will receive an unexpected answer. Sir Emile is right. He seems smart. I read a lot of stories, and then I'm just writing myself, and I'm good at summing them up and telling them in good order. Conversations with intelligent opponents do not feel extra frustrating, and I am satisfied that I have been able to find a good opponent.

My mother seemed to have a slightly different opinion.

"Simeon, are you sure you want that lady?

After the face-to-face meeting of the two houses, they were asked with a very complex look, which made up for dissatisfaction and doubt.

"Yeah. I proposed because I thought it was good. Doesn't your mother like it?

"It's not like that..."

My mother looks in trouble.

"I know you're calm, you're decent. There seems to be some upbringing, and that doesn't mean there's a problem."

There is no problem. Just very plain.

It just blends too much into the surrounding landscape to the point where you're about to inadvertently forget it exists.

I knew very well that my mother was feeling a lack of thoughts on a creature of a rare, protective colour that I had difficulty evaluating. I guess you want a more understandable beauty or adorability.

Mariel had perfectly concealed her odd personality and played a plain, as if uncharacteristic, courtesan from anywhere. I don't see any gaps either. When it comes to Jin-sook, it sounds good and makes it look like air.

If you don't know the inside, it'll be hard to appreciate that one. I also think a little bit about where to praise. The only words that come out of the street once, like flattery. That's how she's behaving with intent, so I can't find a noteworthy part.

I guess I'm cautious that you shouldn't just expose your nature and get your engagement broken. What would you look like when you found out it was a waste of effort? Looks interesting, so wait for the most effective moment and I haven't told her anything yet. Pretending to be deceitful and in tune.

Imagining a surprised face, a laugh shook up. On the other hand, I also felt complicated. Hiding means you're not letting me worry. Although our fiancée, our relationship is still only in form.

That was also somewhat dissatisfactory.

"Lieutenant, your fiancée is here"

My men came to take over until I was out in the garden. Perfect timing, Mariel seems to have arrived. I took care of the horse, and I turned to the table.

Mariel, who has never been selfish or naughty before, made a rare wish the other day.

"If you can, I'd like to give you a tour of the Kingsguard Knights once..."

I thought the moment I was told I wanted something odd, but I understood that this would probably also be a collection of novel stories. If you don't think there's someone in the crew, there's a world where women can't peek at the Knights' headquarters. Have you embarked on exploring an unknown realm?

As I've learned since I got engaged, her novel was something I take seriously as a job, not a hobby. Many books have been issued by properly authorized publishers.

When I read the novel that my cousin pushed me into, it was a trickle of stories I'd heard somewhere. You can quickly see what people who know the original story used to refer to if they read it, such as the romantic pattern that set the court stage or a little case. Therefore, there are rumors that the author is not an aristocratic woman. The name Anjes Vivier would not be his real name by name for writing. Apparently the identity is being shaken up with someone and with interest among readers.

... I understand. It must be her. Miss Aurelia will be the one who is portrayed as an enemy. Doesn't the color of the dress make you obnoxious, as it was that night?

Whisper, is the hero of the next story something like Kingsguard Knight? Is that the effect of your engagement? I guess I'm not going to be screwed.

... Sounds possible.

"I won't be able to if I seem to disturb you. However, according to what I've heard, the family members of the crew are also in and out of the office to make deliveries and meet the superiors, right? If you'll excuse me, I'd like to see where Simeon works."

I would have received a smile with my daughter, who would have liked to know about her fiancée if she had seen it. I nodded to Mariel, wishing modestly, wondering if I should be shuddered or laughed.

Well, maybe a tour. Help me with my next one at best. But don't write in such a way that you know I've been referenced.

Mariel waited in front of the front door, taking the maid for her as a noble daughter. When I asked my men if they didn't let me through, they told me to wait here.

"Mariel."

When I speak up, I notice this one and sprinkle it. At that moment, Mariel glanced at what surprised her.

He holds his mouth with his hands and stares at me like he eats in. Is there something wrong with you? I revealed myself.

... Nothing, I think it's normal.

"Lady, you have a nosebleed!?"

"Yes, no, it's okay. Well, I've managed... what a destructive force. More than I ever imagined...!

"You're an eye bliss! I know how you feel!

Turn your back on this one. It's where I interact with the little man. I think it sounded like a nosebleed, but you're not feeling well either?

"What's up? Did something go wrong?

I put my hand on my trembling shoulder and glanced at it, and I put my expression on my face and looked up.

... You look good. My cheeks are upbeat, and my eyes are glittering - glittering.

"No, not at all. The sunlight is a little strong, I'm just blind. Enough already."

It's a sunny day indeed. But the sun is on your back.

Mariel looks at me with that unusual fever. From top to bottom, lick carefully. And, well, I breathed. Yeah, you're a daughter who's disappointed to be seen by her fiancée when you explain it in words. But I feel something different. Is that really all you got? Don't you have another emotion mixed up?

"Then let's go inside. I decided to go around the training area and offer tea first."

I deposited my horseback whip with my squire and nodded Mariel - and at that moment she became a very disappointed face. What!?

My gaze is coming through me, toward my squire. Was that what you were looking for?

Confirm the attendant. He's a boy who just enlisted. He is a younger apprentice than Mariel. I don't even think there's anything noticeable about it that would distract her...

And, thinking that far, he realized that Mariel's gaze was on hand, not on the face of his squire. What I have is a whip I received from you.

... What interest do you have in that?

Feeling like I shouldn't pursue it, I moved Mariel a little hard. The going-away crew turns an intriguing eye. Everyone was interested in my fiancée, and seeing Mariel turned out to be a lot more daunting. It was like the dish I ate because I thought it was beef was chicken, not bad but not this. I had a feeling on every face.

A woman's worth isn't just her appearance. I don't care if Mariel asks me what it's worth.

As he went through the reception room and took a dose of it with no touching stories around, his boss seemed to have listened to him.

"Oh, that's Simeon's fiancée! Do you mind if I interrupt?

He's already come next to me, saying things that I shy away from just mouthing. Mariel stood up and mobbed without surprise at the appearance of a middle-aged man who would not hide his wild horse guts.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Mariel Clarac. I'm sorry to do you a thick favor today. For once, I wanted to see you like the Knights and your crew."

"Welcome, I'm Albert Poisson, head of the regiment. Oh, my God. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm delighted to welcome such a lovely young lady in a nasty place."

The captain of the female-favorite regiment also instilled affection in her plain daughter like Mariel. It's nice not to evaluate it by its appearance and make fun of it, but it's this boss's fault that it's too thin. Now if you're incompetent and you can't do your job properly, you're just chasing me down.

It's a pain in the ass to be curious about just being my fiancée, even though it's not uncommon for a member's family or acquaintance to visit. There seems to be something else outside the door. There are signs of peeking through the gap.

You always seem to have plenty of time. I'll assign you a decent job later.

"No, we were all interested in Simeon finally getting engaged. Miss Mariel may seem delighted, but forgive me."

"No, it's a more soothing atmosphere than I thought, and I'm jealous. I'm just at home, so I just admire the sight of working with my people."

"Ha, well, there are some fun aspects to it, but it's just a bunch of guys. This guy looks like this, too, but he's got no mercy for the guy. My men will always scream."

"Hehe, looks like the captain is probably here. Aren't we just getting a match?

"I do appreciate it because it makes up for my shortcomings so well"

Who is most likely. This father is just making it look that way. Do you work for a man who's cheerful and just nice, like the head of the Knights?

Externally, I seem to be seen as the chief of staff, but the captain is someone who can be evil and tenacious when needed. Around using me as a cover, I can hear the evil of his people.

He looked like he'd been getting in with curiosity, but I guess he also had the purpose of deserving of Mariel. I knew it, but I left it alone. Maybe don't worry about Mariel.

The two thrive in a strange way. They seem to be exploring each other, how they see me. I know the captain cares there, but what does Mariel want to know?

In time, my men, who just couldn't stand a peek, broke in. The reception room fills up with people at once. Everyone initially asked Mariel a lot with interest, but then nature and the topic became about me. Mariel doesn't have anything to make me want to know more about, and I'm sure I'll be interested soon. But that's not all I saw and realized.

Mariel trifles to guide the topic with a modest and uncompromising answer. I am pointing the water well to move on from myself to my story. How I spend my time in the Knights, how I'm seen from around me - dressed up to notice while I'm interested as my fiancée, I'm steadily getting the information I want to know.

... I always thought Mariel seemed to have intelligence talent. He is good at manipulating people to ask what they want to hear without causing them to take an interest in him. If this was a man, he would have been quite a scary person - no, wasn't her brother a similar person?

My father and I are under the impression that the people in that house are not going to make a leap.

Ever since then it has been noisy around and wild all the way to the end, but Mariel went home with a satisfied face without damaging the mood at all. I don't care what you think. It's not the attitude of my daughter who was interrupted in her time with her fiancée. That fulfilling, fulfilling face! Are you saying that your promise to me is only a means to gather stories for her? I knew it, but you really only think about the novel.

After giving my men who had given up their duties and were interested in chatting enough to work through the night, the head of the regiment somehow followed me back to the office.

"Pretty good lady for you, huh?"

I'll give you a chill in return.

"Really? I'm glad you said that to the captain."

"That's not the mediocre daughter you look like. You seem smart, and you don't seem to have a loophole. If you're just a clever woman looking for profit, I was going to say you're not worthy of the Frober family bride... something, no"

Drop your hips in the chair and the captain twists his neck.

"I just seemed to want to know about you. No, you look right as your fiancée. Nothing wrong with that... it's not because I fell in love with you, it seems like there's a more realistic reason."

Exactly, the captain had properly spotted Mariel's essence in that interaction. But I can't seem to think of where the origin of her thoughts and actions lies. That's normal. If anyone notices, it must be her kind.

Okay, I got engaged on top of that, and I'm not looking at it as a problem. I'm not going to look down on pop novels in bulk with vulgar ones. All of her work has a proper theme and appeals to the reader's mind. I read not only the first book pressed by my cousin, but everything ever issued. While the author himself often enjoyed what he was writing, something was all that was on his mind. Mariel probably likes to observe and draw people. I mean, I like creatures called humans. I doubt that would be a splendid advantage.

- Yet lately I feel strangely refreshed. Where am I dissatisfied? If she would do her part properly as a wife, I would have tolerated her even if she had a slightly different taste.

"Do you have any idea why?

To the chief's question, I nodded.

"Yeah. It's nothing to worry about. It's a very private purpose, so nothing's wrong."

"You don't seem happy with that."

Clearly pointed out, I was silent during the bundle.

"... does that look like it?

"Are you talking to her properly? It's not just the shape, it's the truth. Don't make fun of each other, make an effort to understand each other. I'd rather be able to face it with vegetables because I'm the one who's gonna be a family and hang out for the rest of my life. It's too cold for me to cry when I'm a couple but it's just a relationship to get the surface together. Because it's not a romantic marriage, you don't have to be more approachable. Get along better."

…………

I lose my word to the captain who sees me through the surface. We were going to be good friends... but if you ask me, it's really just the shape. We seemed to hang out fine and couldn't say we were forgiving each other. We hide our nature from each other. I couldn't deny being told I was just in shape.

Should I tell her? He said he knew it long ago. He said he knew your hobby, too.

Will that make her face it for real, too? But the other day, I smelled it and imitated the reaction. You should be on guard with that one. If you cut it out all of a sudden, it could make the relationship worse the other way around.

What's the matter......

Continue your Kingsguard work while hiding your worries. I was ahead of the night club at the Duke's house offering to His Highness Severan, and I was grabbed by a woman who didn't really want to deal with me.

"You're alone tonight. Aren't you with your fiancée?

Miss Aurelia, dressed in a deep crimson dress, speaks with a confident smile. By way of example, the ladies were also stuck together. When I get the women's gaze, I feel like an animal being targeted as a prey.

Guys, your eyes shine no less than Mariel's. Oh, yeah. I'm used to being looked at like this. It has been so for a long time.... but I felt Mariel's gaze was different.

Even though the enthusiasm is not drawn to anyone, the impression is different. I wonder what the difference is.

"Because I have offered you as an escort to Your Highness. I'm here for work."

I wanted to go back to his Highness. I can't stay away for long, even though I'm an escort. But if you keep going, Miss Aurelia will definitely follow you. Ever since I was engaged, she seems to have set a goal for one of Her Highnesses. I don't even know it's been excluded long ago, and I'm aiming for an opportunity to get close. I was worried about how to get rid of His Highness because I couldn't let him slip away.

"Oh, right. I've been losing sight of you with your fiancée all these days. Yes, Your Highness is more important."

When I dull, the ladies give me a laugh. Feeling something, I quickly turned my gaze to the venue.

... Oh, you know what?

I saw Mariel in the distance. Were you here? I naturally didn't invite him because he was at work today, and he didn't say anything from the other side, so I assumed he wouldn't come. They would have wondered what it was like for your fiancées to come to the same venue completely separately.

If I turned my gaze back on the ladies of Aurelia, my curiosity and mockery were hidden from under her particular expression. I'm sure you went to Mariel's before you spoke to me, and you've said a lot.

What would Mariel have thought? I'd be glad to hear about the harassment from the ladies of Aurelia and everything. I'm not worried there. But I guess you cared that I didn't invite you to the same place.

All of a sudden everything was slight and I left the scene by shaking off the ladies of Aurelia without any hesitation. I've always appropriately dealt with him because it's troublesome to be weird and objectionable, but now I couldn't care less.

Straight to Mariel, she noticed me too and blinked her eyes behind her glasses.

"Good evening, Master Simeon"

He greets me with his usual smile, showing no obstinacy or anxiety. A calm attitude slowed down my nerves.

"I didn't think you'd be here, too. I'm sorry, I should have spoken properly first when I came at His Highness's service."

"Well, not to mention. I knew, didn't I? My men asked me the other day. Of course, your job is more important. Never mind."

When, who told you that? You seem to be hanging out with your men before I know it?

"Are you sure you don't want to go by His Highness's side? If you don't get back soon, you'll be scolded."

Besides, I'm just trying to get rid of it. Are you trying to tell me that I'm in the way of gathering stories?

"You too, hey. If you're in attendance, you should say hello. Unlike before, it's my fiancée's position."

"Yeah, that's of course...... but I'm talking to a lot of people right now, because I think you're busy. I thought we should say hello a little later."

You should be praised for your unspoken and mind-boggling gestures. She hasn't said anything wrong. I'm saying the right thing.

Even though I could understand that with my head, I was sexually angry.

"I wouldn't be able to greet you forever if I said that. Because there are no people missing from around His Highness. Welcome."

Walk forcefully to His Highness with Mariel. While showing her to stay a little longer, Mariel followed me quietly, doing nothing further against me, and then greeted His Highness without a moment and just walked away.

That's a lot less cheerful. Isn't that a big difference from the ladies of Aurelia? I managed to get myself noticed over there, even though I'd jump at it if I had the chance. Can't you be as enthusiastic as that half? You still looked at me and Your Highness with a feverish eye.

... but not like the eyes of Miss Aurelia. That's about it, I get it clearly.

Mariel's eyes have no preference or interest in the opposite sex. All that's there is interest in a creature called man.

She's not in love.

I should have figured it out by the way, but somehow I felt shocked and strangely depressed by that fact.

I'm really, really dissatisfied with something. It's an engagement I've decided not to interact with her, just to talk to her father. It's natural that romantic feelings don't exist, even though I didn't ask for that.

I was just looking for someone I could safely welcome to my wife. I just thought Mariel was just fine.

That's all, it's supposed to be.

"Don't look stinky. If you care so much, just go after Miss Mariel."

Your Highness says with his face in his face. I caught my mind wondering if I had been in an attitude.

"No, I can't give up my duties and run to personal matters. She doesn't want that either."

"I'm also flattered that I can be around you in frustration. Forgive me, go."

"Nothing, it's frustrating..."

"You don't even realize when your emotions are leaking? Shall I explain with what eyes I was chasing her with earlier? You must be concerned."

…………

Was that also obvious? I'm also shocked that you haven't been able to make yourself comfortable.

But I couldn't have done it, like running to my fiancée as they told me. Your Highness will forgive me, but not that. The duties should not be abandoned so lightly, nor is it advisable to leave His Highness. No matter how many people are flooded around - no, there is also a good chance that the crowded and harmful will come close. Mariel doesn't have any nasty circumstances, so you should see her again later.

His Highness sighed with a frightened face.

"That's how she suppresses herself and hides her feelings, so I guess she doesn't notice anything either. Why don't you just be more honest with me?"

"I don't mean to hide it"

"I care about her, I want to chase her - just tell her that as it is"

"... if you say you don't mind, you're lying, but there's no better reason than to have to chase you. Honestly, I don't think we need to worry about it."

"But do you care?

…………

I gave up and sighed. It's a relationship we've known each other since we were kids. I cannot deceive His Highness.

I honestly decided to confess what I didn't really know.

"Right, I'm curious. I don't even know what I care about. Mariel is impeccable as her fiancée. Don't behave like you're going to deflect me, don't complain or be selfish. I won't say anything, I'll wait quietly until they call me. I understood very well that I was still here at work tonight and didn't care at all about acting separately. I'm the ideal fiancée. I want to ask myself where I have reason to be dissatisfied. What's wrong with her"

Contrary to me, which gently relieves the tired blemishes, His Highness turned out to be a distracted face.

"You... you haven't really noticed"

"What?"

Unbelievable, I gently scowl at His Highness. Don't you have to be surprised by exaggeration? It's like I'm an idiot.

"Like, not. It's stupid."

They immediately said back when they protested.

"Uh... I might be an idiot too. I assumed that you were used to having sex with women because you've done well with them. It was a big mistake. I just revealed my perception. You were simply emotionally underdeveloped."

"... does it look like"

"Don't be mad at me with a smile! I'm sure it's true."

For some reason His Highness took a few steps. I didn't mean to threaten you.

"You've never been aware of it without having to work hard from yourself because you're dropping by from a serious woman. Twenty-seven and finally puberty? You're more disgusting than smiling, honestly."

"That's a lot disgusting. Like you said."

"It wasn't until I was about twenty that you could smile at the late spring. It's disgusting to be shown your first place at that age."

"You've been saying strange things since earlier... how does it relate to emotion being the first and what's the story now?

"That's what they say about being emotionally underdeveloped. Yeah, I'll tell you clearly because it's a pain in the ass. Your frustration is due to Miss Mariel's indifference. I can't let her get to me, I can't get my attention, I guess that's what I don't care about."

…………

Oh, my God. I thought. Aren't you a toddler? Are you saying I'm sweet as a toddler?

... but can you deny it? I felt like I was somehow in the mood, and I was struck by myself like that once in a while.

"I care about them and I want them to see me. I feel saggy and angry when I am discouraged. That's what people call 'love'."

…………

... Love?

"You are in love with Miss Mariel. That's the answer."

To His Highness's words, I was stunned. I couldn't find a word on how to react.

Love? Me? To Mariel?

Why does that happen?

"... thank you for listening"

"Ah, stop thinking and don't run away! Admit it, you fell in love with her! What else do we have? As I have said many times before. Totally different from my previous attitude toward women, that I can do it amazingly well! Look back and think. You always showed Miss Mariel a kind face and would have taken care of it. It didn't look like my fiancée's duty alone. In the first place, why were you engaged to her? When Viscount Clarac asked me to introduce you to someone, why did I name myself? Normally, you and her can't match each other. Not only is it scarce for the Frober family side, but it is also a strain for the Clarak family side. Why did you push it off?"

"... it's..."

I'm stuck and cramped for a response. Because Mariel thought it was just right for my hopes... but is that really all?

Back off, you'd have found other women who fit your hopes. No one. He is not as sexually vicious as Miss Aurelia. I should have been able to pick up a fine bride from a properly matched house. I knew about that.

Mariel would be nice, for the reason I thought.

"Actually, you said you knew her for a long time. He thought he had an interesting daughter and watched. What made you so eager to observe such a plain and inconspicuous daughter? Just curiosity. You want to keep watching for years and even get engaged to give it to me?

…………

His Highness exhaled loudly and slapped me on the shoulder.

"Think of each and every one of them and you'll see. All you have to do is honestly admit it. If you find out, you can talk to her tomorrow."

I couldn't say anything more. My head is confused and I can't find the words. I couldn't even grasp the look on his face, he just wandered around like an idiot.

Oh no... me, oh no...?

Were you?

No, no way. No way.

I don't think so, and I also wonder why I have to make you deny it. So, what's the problem? No, I'm not even talking about problems or anything. So - oh, I don't know what you're thinking anymore.

"Well, I wonder why they were allergic. It's a great wonder what attraction I had for her to shoot you. I had a hard time remembering my face because of the lack of eye-catching features."

That's a superficial story. Her insides are not mediocre or plain, they are natural for her interest.

- And I realized that I couldn't help but argue inside out, and I was confused again.

Really...? I, really...?

Not that I don't want to admit it. But it was too shocking to keep up with my feelings.

The upset didn't subside that night and I couldn't concentrate on my duties that there shouldn't be. I am perfectly fortunate that nothing happened to His Highness.

And I had a sleepless night. As if, a teenage boy.

This was the beginning of my, too late spring.