The Libra King and Mia’s Loyal Servants

The Moonhorse Court was a large paddock tucked away in a corner of the imperial capital. It was mostly used by young nobles to practice riding, but Mia was using it today as well.

She yelled, “Let’s go, Silver Moon!” as she flicked the reins of the horse, whose name was definitely not Silver Moon. Still, it did what it was told and moved into a trot.

Mia smiled happily as she felt the horse’s back move in a way that was getting more and more familiar.

“I’m getting pretty good at this, I think. Silver Moon, don’t you think so?”

In response, her horse gave a snort.

She couldn’t help but feel like the horse had just insulted her with that snort, as if the horse was telling her... Buddy, all you’re getting good at is getting heavier.

She gave it a mean look. Yes, she was talking to a horse and didn’t like what it said back. It might have been a sign of how good her imagination was.

Mia had kept the same riding schedule ever since she got back to Lunatear. She would practice for two hours every day.

On top of that, she kept practicing dancing. She had never worked out or done anything so hard before in her life.

As spring turned into summer, she spent her days doing a lot of things that got her moving.

“I have to say, getting the body moving does feel good... Oh? What is she doing?”

Anne, who was supposed to be waiting for her in the changing room, was standing at the entrance to the paddock. She looked at her maid with interest and turned Silver Moon toward her.

“Anne? What’s going on?”

“Your Majesty, both Sunkland and Remno have sent envoys.”

“Oh, yes. Those people. I guess Keithwood is one of them?”

Mia said as she got off her horse.

Anne gave her a soft towel right away. She took it and wiped her face to get rid of the sweat before taking a deep breath.

Anne turned around and said, “Uh, well, about that...” but she didn’t finish the sentence.

Three people in hooded travel cloaks were coming toward them.

Mia thought, Huh. I thought they would be taller.

Her excitement started to fade a bit.

Since it’s Keithwood, I thought one of them would be shorter, so I’m surprised that the other two are the same height. It looks like Remno didn’t send that Diamond Legion guy after all. Shame...

Her cool, logical demeanor only lasted ten seconds, until the figures took off their hoods.

Ludwig showed up and rushed toward her.

“As for the rest of your plans for the day—”

“Hey, good to see you, Ludwig. I think the last time we saw each other was in Remno.”

Ludwig turned around in shock and blinked at the person talking.

“Who? Whoa... P-Prince Sion?! And Prince Abel? Why are you here in Tearmoon?”

Keithwood stepped in to help Ludwig figure out what was going on.

“I see... To escort Her Majesty...”

Ludwig said when he understood what was going on.

“At least on paper. Well, as official as it can be when you don’t have permission to go on a foreign cruise,” Sion joked.

“For me, it’s more like a vacation with the people who will have my back in the upcoming battles. It’s an honor to go on this trip with you all.”

Ludwig made a respectful bow.

“You are a gift to all of us. Knowing that two well-known princes will be joining Her Highness gives me a lot of peace of mind. Thanks to you both.”

Sion regarded Ludwig. For a while, the prince’s face was hard to read.

“I don’t know why... I’m happy—no, I’m happier than that... Your words, Ludwig, bring me a lot of comfort. But I don’t know why. We’ve only talked to each other once before, briefly, in the Kingdom of Remno. Still, your approval makes me very happy.”

“It makes me happy that you like what I say. I’m sure you’ll take care of Her Highness well. I want to thank you for your kindness on behalf of the whole empire.”

Ludwig looked at the two princes and then bowed his head even more deeply.

On this day, the loyal servant of the Great Sage of the Empire, Ludwig Hewitt, and the future Libra King, Sion Sol Sunkland, made a connection.

In the previous timeline, the two souls’ paths eventually went in different directions. Now, however, they are finally united under Mia’s banner.

Mia, on the other hand...

“Wait, if they’re coming as guards, they’ll have to go on the cruise with me. And we’ll be wearing swimsuits on the cruise, so... Oh my!”

She lightly patted her stomach.

It was moving.

Only a little bit.

But it could just be that her mind is playing tricks on her. She didn’t try again, though. She did try harder the next time she went horseback riding or danced.