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I didn't think much about it for the first week.

 

I thought it would take time to get to the north from Pagos.

 

And he had a lot of work to do.

 

As soon as I saw me, Kaylip, who could not speak and cried, did a lot of work, but the final approval was all my job.

 

Even if the tearful chief secretary was meticulous, I was able to check with my eyes and solve the problem.

 

As soon as Zeppetto was appointed as foreign minister, he melted well into the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were also welcomed.

 

And we have greatly increased the scribe's workforce.

 

Eight scribes each hired ten people, thirty of whom were recommended to die.

 

They were excellent people who passed my in-depth interview, which was not easy to plant and the close investigation of Cecil and the inspectors, and I received a memorandum that was disrupted by all of them.

 

Thanks to this, the long absence of the back was over, and the supplements made it much easier.

 

Why do I become increasingly uncomfortable to plant?

 

"Sister, shall we go for a walk?" "Suddenly?"

 

After returning to Philander, Edwin would roll over the couch in my office, saying he had nothing to do.

 

The guy who sat still and carved the fox or wolf with apples is a walk without a hitch.

 

I looked up and looked at him, and he went to my left with the dagger he was holding.

 

“He cries.”

 

I looked at the spot where he was pointing and saw that Caylip was sitting and shaking.

 

Tears were in my eyes, staring at me.

 

“Kailip, why are you crying?”

 

“Oh ... I did not cry, Your Majesty.”

 

Caleb didn't cry, his eyes glazing.

 

I sighed and put down my pen and flinched.

 

“I’m sorry,” Edwin said, biting the apple he’d been carving.

 

“She cried when you broke her pentips?”

 

“Why did Pentip—”

 

I tried to ask if it was broken, but I looked down at the document in front of me and could not speak.

 

The ink was coming from the broken pen tip and the papers were messed up.

 

What's wrong with this?

 

I was signing a sign and thought about it for a while, but suddenly I was annoyed.

 

I guess I've got a little power in my hand.

 

I put down my pen and returned the messed-up Ser Liu to Caleb.

 

“I’ll have to rewrite this, I’m sorry it’s been a hassle.”

 

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”

 

Calib bowed his head and asked him to take the papers.

“Don’t be sorry you didn’t do anything wrong, don’t cry, you’re a man with so many tears.”

 

“I’m sorry, I—”

 

“I’m done, and I need a break, I can’t concentrate.”

 

I shook my head and got up from my seat.

 

I do not know what is going on, because I have a pile of documents in front of me and I can not concentrate.

 

When I left the office, Edwin and Janice followed me as if they were right.

 

“Eddie, you don’t have to come to Cecil.”

 

“I can go to Cecil.”

 

“No, go out and play.”

 

“I like playing with my sister.”

 

Edwin is a big man, his arms folded around mine.

 

He turned his head to see Janice not seeing him, as Edwin stuck to his side and dropped his charm.

 

I bent down and stroked my sister’s head, which was lowered to my height.

 

I was not the usual person, he thought.

 

I know that the irritability has increased in the last few days.

 

And for the last few days, Edwin is also around me.

 

I was worried.

 

“Eddie, it’s okay, I have to talk to Cecil, so you don’t have to come.”

 

“You’re trying to see the captain and my bad feelings, Nu?”

 

“The captain will kick you if you see your own harm.”

 

Edwin asked me playfully, and I laughed and laughed.

 

I saw my smiling face and Edwin pulled his arm away.

 

Cute boy.

 

He tapped Edwin on the cheek and walked away.

 

When I entered the inspector general's room deep in the palace, Cecil jumped up.

 

The gathered members were scattered like a wind at the same time as their heads were bent.

 

I sat down where Cecil recommended.

 

“Have you heard anything from the North?”

 

Cecil gave me the car with a difficult face and laughed awkwardly.

 

I know it's no use pecking at the head, but I get nervous as the days when Haven does not return accumulate.

 

Why won't he come.

 

You said you were coming.

 

“Cecil, why do you think the national anthem is not coming back?”

 

“Uh...I wonder if you know more about Lord Dehard than I do—”

 

“I’ll ask you if I know.”

 

“Maybe you two had a fight—”

 

“It never happened.”

 

“You didn’t feel right except for the business part—”

 

“I don’t think so. Haven likes me. I said.”

 

I shook my head, looking serious.

 

I’ve heard it in his mouth several times.

 

I didn’t think he was lying.

 

I thought Cecil didn’t believe me, so I told him everything Haven had told me.

 

The one that declared my man to be the first meeting.

 

I told him I would be a faithful companion.

 

He also said that he was speculative and kissed him.

 

And, though I had a strange word to say, I love me. I confessed.

 

Cecil said, "Oh, my God, I admire you."

 

“Did the Duke confess his love to the King already?”

 

“Yes, I told you so.”

 

“What did you say?”

 

“I said thank you.”

 

“Eng.”

 

Cecil would have to make a very strange sound

 

He squinted at me and looked at me patheticly, then shook his head.

 

I was not an emperor who persecuted his men with authority, but I am not a little bit, Eng.

 

The head of the heavy inspector general asked after a sigh of relief.

 

“Your Majesty, is Duke Dehard not much of a note?”

 

“What do you mean, I think I’ve got the best fiance.”

 

“No, not about the ability to work, like the charm of a man, or something like that.”

 

“What do you mean, Haven thinks he’s a charming man.”

 

He’s a little crazy, but he won’t miss it if he stops.

 

Even if you look at it closely, it is a good guy, but especially the face that is delicate because of its white skin even though it is thick as a man.

 

And warm lips.

 

“But you may not be in your taste.”

 

“If you’re asking me about my taste, it’s even more Haven, and the little boys like Eddie are more like brothers than men.”

 

“...is there only the commander-in-chief and the Duke of Dehart?”

 

Cecil still looked at me patheticly, muttering in a small voice, and asked me as if something had occurred.

 

“Oh, what about Zeppeto Delmoy? There’s a rumor in the palace that Confucius Delmoy admires you.”

 

“Jeppeto is pretty, by the way.”

 

“But you’re a pretty good national candidate, and you can be brought into the concubine.”

 

I watched him and he was more useful than I expected, so I did not want to tie him up, but if he made it a national book, Haven was good.

 

I didn’t want to hurt Haven’s heart or even bring in the concubine.

 

“One Haven is enough for the ring.”

 

“You don’t have to cut a horn with a man you don’t even like, Your Majesty.”

 

“Who doesn’t like it? I like Haven.”

 

“Yes? You just refused to let the Duke know?”

 

“Me? When?”

 

“You said you were grateful for the Duke’s confession?”

 

“Yes, I was confessed with gratitude, I didn’t refuse.”

 

Cecil scratched her chin with her fingers.

 

“Isn’t the answer to a confession of love a euphemism?”

 

“What?”

 

I was surprised after a long time.

 

Cecil's face, which erased the patheticness from his expression, became serious because he opened his eyes and said what it was.

 

“If the work is misunderstood, it may be complicated, Your Majesty.”

 

“Why did Haven misunderstand you? What do you mean it’s complicated? Explain, Captain.”

 

“You know, Your Majesty, I was going to go and report to you, but there’s a guest in the duchy of de Hart.”

 

“Who is it?”

 

“She’s the queen of the Kingdom of Gripton.”

 

The Prince of Gripton?

 

The story sprang in an unknown direction.

 

Why does the question of why Haven is not coming back? Why is it spreading to diplomatic issues?

 

The northern part of Seven Hills, which borders Gripton, was reported as an unprecedented peace period.

 

Gripton, who was provoking if he was bored, is quiet and wonders.

 

Did Gripton see the princess as a peace envoy?

 

Yes, it is good to be able to resolve the border dispute, which was a chronic problem in the northern region.

 

It was important enough that Haven had to go north himself.

 

I almost felt glad that I had a clue to understand that he was not coming back.

 

If Cecil's backing didn't go on.

 

“I think the Prince Gripton proposed to Duke Dehard.”

 

Cecil told me, and I noticed.

 

I received this news a while ago and said that I was appearing while I was thinking about how to tell me.

 

I do not know what Haven answered, but I am sure that the Gripden princesses who are being treated as guests are staying in the Deshard duchy for quite a long time.

 

I mean...

 

My husband-to-be, who may be misunderstood, is not coming back to me after being proposed by a woman of age...

 

I stood up, twisting only one corner of my mouth.

 

“I’m sorry,” I said to Cecil, who was standing up.

 

“Cecil, get ready.”

 

“What are you prepared for, Your Majesty?”

 

“Get ready to come north with me.”

 

"Yes? Your Majesty, will you go in person?"

 

“Yes, I’m going to pick up my fiancee.”

 

I strode back to the Oval Office, two of Cecil, who was looking blank.

 

And the tearful chief secretary was ringing again.

 

The sudden decision to leave the palace was overturned, and Edwin applauded with a excited face.