The Seamstress Girl

Hanya smiles, holding the lace-knitted flowers where the protection of the flames dwells.

Amnato, now king, dropped a kiss on the flower offered.

And just like my own Spirit... I don't know, but I inserted that into the cloak clasp and decorated the flowers the same way.

When Amnato first met her, her expression was dead.

Honestly, I remember my mother, who left everything to old age in the name of a nanny, and it was disgusting.

Guilty eye aging grabs a small Amnat arm. And I drew him to my mother with no emotions... and he was shaken off by the escort knight.

"What will you do to Master Amnato!

Naturally.

In this country, my father is the only one who can touch Amnato without saying no. Anyway, Amnato is the successor.

Not great, and unlikely to be king with a high chance.

Because my father was young and brilliant.

By the time my father was in hiding, we all thought that Amnat's child would be the age to succeed the king.

Including Amnat himself.

But that's why I have to be able to protect myself.

Because it was impossible for the king to go to his mother again.

Originally, it was impressive that my mother, who had to be the first to blame for old age, was looking at her nails, as if old age didn't matter either.

The disappointment then ended Amnat's childhood.

In a way, my mother was a teacher on the other hand.

People say that people who have no will of their own are very disgusting.

And pathetic.

Her first impression was not good for reminding her of such a mother.

"Which one?

"We're friends of Fluke Ian, and we're here to see him."

At that moment, as she regained her vitality, her alike certification with her mother was erased.

Like blossoming, the blue cheeks are colored, and the eyes are filled with hope.

It was such a beautiful change that my first impression disappeared.

Amnato recognized that people's beauty is determined by facial expressions over making.

"... are you your brother's friend?

"Oh, I'm Carostilla Rodin, he is"

It's Romero Am.

Amnato, the patient, naturally named himself a pseudonym.

In the clothes of an undersized servant, she returned a sissy thank you as she was young.

"It's Fluke Hahnia. Welcome, my brother..."

Hahnia looked up at the top of the mansion.

Ian was blinded by the beauty, imprisoned and watched to speak.

I know, we're here to help Ian.

I didn't like the cloudy expression that brought her back to life.

In retrospect, possibilities had already arisen.

The possibility of falling in love with her.

help Ian, who had been captured,

With that leg, Ian turned to his father.

Likewise, he beat up and drunk his father, who had been captured as he was told around him (Ian seemed gentle and weak, while martial arts were the norm class... if he hadn't held his sister Hahnia hostage, servants and mothers from "Relatives," etc., would have sunk into the ground himself.

Hanya began to learn martial arts to keep herself from pulling her legs, knowing that her seemingly delicate brother was the owner of an arm that stuns even a very sturdy dwarf with a single blow.

It got a little riddled up, but I also preferred that.

Amnato and Hanya became friends.

First impressions are bad.

He became my first younger friend.

She's as cute as my sister.

I saw that new stepmother go crazy with jealousy.

It was horribly vain to have to have a woman with demonic eyes and a child.

Humans who can inherently see the Spirit are prone to grow into good and gentle personalities.

By dealing with the Spirit, he becomes naturally gentle with small and young things.

Amnat's biological mother and stepmother were the exceptions, but few women had demonic eyes at the time, as my father had no choice.

But...

One of the shelters, at the Fulk family.

When Hahnia realized she could see the Spirit, she realized that she didn't want anyone to harm her or take her for the fact that her life would be in danger if she were to be found out about its existence or that she could still be a candidate for the wife of her young father's "next"... by Amnat's stepmother, who was mad at hope and fear... jealousy.

She said she liked me very much, and that she liked me too, not like my brother.

"I, Lomestometro Amnato, will marry the fiery maiden Fluke Hanya!!"

Declaring her on her arm, the flowers swayed and spread like flames, lodging and stabilizing as small flowers and buds in the crawling grass embedded on the edge of the cape.

It's called Hahnia's dress, it's called the current phenomenon, and I laugh bitterly that you've had enough to show off without letting it compete.

"And that arm would have been fully proven, a new Nur Yui to the Nur family owner, nominated by King Romestometro Amnato, who will recognize and declare his marriage to former King Romestometro Arjit!