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

[23] Mother's survey

Berta's head finally set aside between them and began to move, taking a position that would keep Harold out of the way running his horse.

"... normally if you think about it, the most likely thing is that she's even hiding in pranks or something, of course, I won't tolerate the prediction"

The thoughts of two and a few toddlers are completely incomprehensible to adults.

Louis shows explosive resistance to trivial things these days.

Even though he doesn't have the means to tell his surroundings what he's thinking, he himself won't stop if he stubbornly assumes something, and when he thinks he hasn't figured anything out yet, he doesn't get out enough to let loose from time to time.

Berta, who grew up surrounded by her siblings, understands that's what children are, but still Louis is particularly difficult.

"But it's already sundown. You may get hurt while you're hiding, or you may be tired and unable to move, or you may not get caught up in something while you're alone. In the legs of a two-year-old, the inner rear palace is too wide."

Is there any reason why it is gone?

Will she not come out until she sees the woman officer or guardian desperately looking for herself for hiding with trivial mischief?

I was worried and out of my mind, and Berta was in a hurry even to a horse that Harold and his escorts could run at full speed to get out in the city.

"Calm down. There's nothing to rush about, think about where you'll look first when you get there"

"You are! Shut up and put it on the horse! Focus!

Berta hits Harold with irrational anger with confusion, but now it wasn't if he could care less about that. Nor did I know that the escort caught a glimpse of Harold's complexion for a moment.

(- Where to look? What did Louis think to get away with in the first place? Oh... I wonder how I was when I was that little)

Escape?

I don't think a nanny or a samurai missed their duties. If you had enough eyes to watch him and Louis was gone until he slipped through those eyes, at least that kid would have acted like he was going through an adult.

I wonder what Louis wants.

During the inspection, Louis' cry echoes in his brain, not knowing how many more times he may have remembered. Oh, my God, that girl that Berta was trying to see.

Berta used to be the same.

At a young age, I must have seen the same view as Louis. Did you ever cry and reach out to my mother who would leave Berta?

I was scared and sad to leave my mother. I thought I'd never see her again if I left my mother then. He ran after his gone back and reached out desperately even if someone caught him.

"... Louis may be looking for me"

Intuition for no reason, but within Berta, was close to certainty.

As Berta silently began to think about it, Harold held her body on the horse so that she wouldn't fall off while paying attention to her sudden explosion again.

After entering the city, the distance to the castle is not so great.

The gatekeeper, who intended to come out in the response of a handful of Kingsguard groups, showed his eyes peeled and upset when he realized that there was a figure of Harold himself in that line.

"I'm in a hurry, let me through"

"Ha!

Shortly after he attached to the upset, he made him open the door with one voice and quickly returned to the royal palace anyway.

"Your Majesty. From the direction of the table, please proceed to the rear palace. I'm going out in the morning from the rear palace, looking for you from around the corridor towards my palace."

They followed it because they had no particular help in coming up with anything other than the instructions given by Berta.

As it is, we also largely ignore the manner of reception and greetings from our subordinates, and the line heads towards the rear palace early enough.

"This neighborhood is far from your palace. It would be quite a distance on Louis' feet."

"So I'm sure they haven't found it yet."

Berta affirmed so, but I guess she's not sure again either.

"Louis!"

Berta shook up a slightly trembling voice in what seemed like an uneasy, confusing, screaming Setokai.

"- Louis! Where are you!

"Oh, my God, you're here."

Harold instructed the Kingsguards to search the vicinity as well, while calling the Chief Guard or a female officer who would know what was going on.

"Here, get out! Louis."

That's what they did, it was an arrowhead that moved out.

"L...... eh,"

While Berta does not wither the voice calling his name, something rolls out of the temple and from behind the bush.

A smiling toddler. He is the only child of that age in this royal palace. Naturally, it was Louis.

Louis rushed to Berta's knees with a face that seemed rather proud, as if the prank had succeeded, not knowing how the grownups were doing, where everyone was surprised and silenced.

"Louis......"

"Oh, hey, there he is! Oh, my God."

Down to the height of Louis' gaze, her hands wrapped around both of those cheeks trembling so clearly that even her eyes swallowed by the sun.

Harold was surprised, too. To a resolution that is too lame.

I was half-hearted to say one thing or the other about Berta, and I thought I had to do what I said to forgive her and turn my search hand firmly.

"Louis.... yes. I'm here to pick you up."

"No, it's coming!

It's dirty everywhere, but I'm fine. No major injuries either.

Doesn't seem case-free either, is it true that the person was just spontaneously gone?

"Let's go back, hey, Tama."

Louis was innocent, he often pulled Berta's hand with his face, and then he didn't know how to get home. He glanced at the crowd of adults around him in a rare way.

Then before long, the women ran into the garden in the shape of a ghost.

"Master Berta!

"Oh, Prince Louis, you're safe"

Seeing Berta holding Louis up and standing, they show uniform relief.

"Oh, prince...... oh, uncle!! ……

Apparently, she lost much of her relief, in which a young Louis nanny cried out loudly without even a human eye as she entered the ground.

"Good,! Really, hey, hey, hey, hey!!

Louis, surprised by the nanny's cry, let her jump her tiny body, and then suddenly, as I recall again, she cried.

"Ugh, wow!

"Louis, what's wrong?"

"Ouch, ooh, ooh!! Oh, yeah, yeah!

The more Berta flashes him in her arms, the more Louis' disconnected-demon-like cry grows.