Portrait of Queen Berta: I accidentally got pregnant with His Majesty's child

The women, who were waited between the refrains of the clerk's office, were slamming on the squire with a whisper so that the master of the next room could not hear them, even if they were mistaken.

"Hey, Your Majesty and Your Highness are having an important conversation. And refrain."

After giving instructions to the ladies to wait here, they were stopping the samurai from trying to enter the office again.

The women, including Johanna, do not believe that Berta, the king and his queen, are alone and only in business contact with no shards of colour.

Many of them had made somewhat romantic mistakes about the relationship between the King and the Second Lady, as Berta was being increased after she became pregnant. Since the birth of the prince, the relationship tends to be cold because of each other's position and surroundings, but I wonder if they even had honeymoon honeymoon honeymoon dates.

The Petra samurai about this were static that they would not dare to break their colleagues' dreams and pass on the facts. Although the two have actually only spent a period of desperately unmeshed engagement, as opposed to honeymoon.

So at this time, Johanna thought it would be time for two little encounters that she could hardly spend intimately.

"Your Highness? It is true that Berta Kasha took the Second Queen's seat forcefully until she was forced to bend the royal law, which is what she calls it. But we Prosperos don't approve of savage imitations like polygamy and other animals! No matter how vain Kasha is, it's pointless in front of God."

To prevent this skilled barking squire from going to Berta, Johanna was going to deal with the argument for a while, but one of the squire, who would lay down before she gave her mouth, opened her mouth.

"Fair enough, calm down. In that theory, Harold has already been converted, and in that doctrine, God does not forbid you to love more than one wife. Besides, Harold himself, your birth mother can't be given up in the normal room, and Henri, do you deny it to Harold?

"Become!"

Two samurai who started breaking up with me on their own.

The lowest of the kings' sides, standing squire like a barn, were the famous twin brothers.

Bloody Henri biting evil and Joel forgiving it with a smile that people like.

The two are troublesome because the doctrinal claims and temperament are as opposed to the appearance of the melons.

"You're gonna take that poisonous bitch's side until you do?

"I'm not talking about enemy allies. I'm telling you, Harold, if your disrespect passes, it'll be annoying for you too."

By the way, Berta, Johanna's employer, hadn't realized they were twins for quite some time.

That brilliant, daunting queen, there was something strangely missing, and she was out of interest about the squire barking when she met him.

They were twins, and it was Henri who was disrespectful, and when Johanna taught that it was Joel who was dear, she said, 'Really? I thought I had an emotionally unstable squire with a different attitude every time I saw something. You're someone else, with a noose,' she said without much emotion.

"Henri. How can you, Marguerite, become unable to think calmly when you are involved? Even if you're as good a brains as being chosen near Harold with me, think about it."

"I don't even have to think about it. She didn't even thank Marguerite for making way for her before she came here today! Isn't it obvious that you lack courtesy as a minister?"

Johanna whispered her mouth to the twins' recompense, noting that the Petra samurai had murdered Henri's remarks about treating Berta subordinately. Their voices were too loud and even the thick office door was about to break through.

"... hey. Her Royal Highness was officially married, so she is not your subordinate. One of the beautiful royalty."

"Shut up, don't pinch your mouth, Macefield!

After being kicked over without even turning her face, Johanna also hung up impatiently with disrespect to be called for her maiden name.

My efforts up to a moment ago also ruin my voice.

"Call me Viscount Schulde!

Their samurai brothers were at the edge of the traditional aristocracy in the country.

In other words, Johanna and I have known each other since we were young, so to speak, like childhood tames.

"I won't tolerate disrespect! Besides, I'm not the second daughter of the poor Masefield family anymore. I am the Lady of the Schulde family and the nanny of His Majesty the King's eldest son!

For Nanny Johanna, who is still often mistaken by her unmarried little daughter, her maiden name was a source of landmines.

"... bad. That's my fault, Mrs. Schulde."

Even if you can put down the Second Lady, it seems that the prince has loyalty. Henri grew up as soon as possible, but now, on the contrary, Joel has rubbed it with a more rude smile.

"My brothers have excused me for this, Viscount Schulde. And by the fact that you've been around a lot. I thought you could do it if you were an ambitious lady who would marry a distant Viscount as old as her parents and children, but what kind of hand did you use to cling to a nanny's seat?

Johanna knew that Joel was just better on the outside, and that his personality sucked as well as his brotherhood.

"I married my husband because I love him. I don't mean to be rude!

"It's insane that you can marry that beard face without a plan."

"What's wrong with the mustache! Mostly, my guy's a bad business, he's a prodigal, and if I were tall enough, he'd never marry me!

The truly crappy contented skirmish lasted until Berta came out of the office.

Inside the open office door, I also saw a little of His Majesty the King, so the two servants stopped pitching and rewarding and showed Berta the bare gesture of bowing his head and dropping him off at the wall.

It was from Johanna that Henri glanced up at Berta with her strong eyes, just before Berta barely went through the side. The truth is, as I said earlier, I can't help but curse Berta's disrespect for the righteous queen just before today. It's quick to buy stuff that bites Berta every time.

Unlike usual, Berta responded more to Henri's gaze today, shouting from a high position.

Usually reacted head-on to his arm-pressed opponent on a warm curtain, Henri shakes her gaze like a nose just that.

But Berta did nothing more and, of course, left the room silent without speaking.

"How did you like that squire?

After returning to the palace, one of the Petra samurai inquired about Berta, the contemplative face.

Berta's face doesn't float, although the inspection meeting itself seems to have generally worked.

"Can't we just leave that blind one behind?"

"That will be difficult. I'm afraid your people are not luxurious around you."

"As an escort, I'd rather follow you on the road."

Is that what you're saying after fully understanding, she sighed heavily.

"... it's depressing to walk with someone you know will definitely cause problems"

As her maids nodded and each convinced her husband to agree, Johanna and the others hadn't come very pinned at that time.

But you will soon understand it on the journey of the inspection.

As you would have expected, it was Samurai Henri who caused the first problem on the southern inspection.

It is not a royal palace there. In the south, they had yet to realize what it meant to work disrespectfully on the Lady of Kasha, the Great Lord.