208 The love story of a reincarnated princess.

Feel the thin light and push up the heavy eye lid.

The interior was lighted thin and bright with light inserting through the gaps in the curtains. Apparently, the morning has come.

Wake your body up from the bedroom.

My whole body is full and lazy and my head complains of dull pain. Quite the opposite of a neat, sunny sky, a discomfort like no more. I didn't have to think about the cause.

"... I couldn't sleep"

The whining voice, too, is subtly plundering.

My face must be terrible, too. I lay my eyes down as I rubbed and unwrapped my mummy and facial expressions with both hands.

Every time I close my eyes to sleep, I remember Leonhardt-like voices and expressions.

'I know you don't have the choice to kill someone in front of you. I wish you would. Pretend not to see it all, if you're so scratchy.'

The painful look and voice seem to dictate my chest.

How the hell did I hurt Master Leonhardt?

Instead of locking me in a room full of impotence, you let me stay free, worried. For each of my loved ones, you tried to protect me.

I shouldn't have let such a sweet man say those words.

Besides, that's not all my sins.

Worst of all, I felt... happy about it.

"I didn't feel alive while you were lying down."

A low, plucked voice plays in your head.

Master Leonhardt, who exhales bitter emotions, seemed terribly distressed. To my ear, it sounded like a passionate confession of love.

Even though I as a princess am ashamed of my reckless behavior, I, the girl, myself, rejoiced in the words of Master Leonhardt.

I'm glad you're feeling scared that I'll be gone.

Try to hold a raised knee and bury your head.

Rubbing his head around only increased his guilt rather than disappeared.

How long, I would have done that.

The door of the room rang modestly.

When I look up, the interior is much brighter. They've been immersed in self-loathing for quite some time.

When I reply in a small voice, the door opens.

"Morning, Rose"

It was my mother who showed up.

When you find me, you break my face as beautiful as a blooming rose.

"How are you feeling..."

Mother, approaching the bedroom, stopped once, with words.

Look seriously at my face and frown in good shape.

My mother, who came this way early on, wrapped my cheeks with both hands. A soft thumb belly gently traces my eye area.

"It's a terrible neighborhood. Couldn't you sleep?

"Uh... not really"

Since there is plain evidence of a neighborhood, the words are clouded without being able to cut white.

My mother is ha-ha-ha breathtaking about what she thought of me swimming her gaze.

"Maybe... you're not feeling well, are you?

"... to?

"I'm not feeling well yet! I'll call the samurai, so be nice."

"Ma, wait, wait, Mother!

It was me in unexpected words, but I return to me when I see my mother trying to jump out of the room after telling me with a serious face.

I reached out desperately and managed to grab my cuff. Bear in place that momentum is about to fall off the sleeping table.

My mother supports my body like that, but she's still going to the door.

"I'm not sick!

"You lied! Make it to the neighborhood with that complexion."

"I was thinking a little bit and I just couldn't sleep!

"... Thoughts?

Mother tilts her little neck.

I'm surprised because she's a glossy beauty, but she also suits adorable tricks like a young child.

"Are you worried about something?

After cruising to Mother's inquiry, she nods cocklessly.

Then my mother rounds her eyes. I dyed my cheeks red and let my gaze wander.

"Mother?

"... I've heard that it's easier to tell someone the troubles than to hold them alone."

Subtly out of sight of me, my mother says in a small voice.

"... well, if you don't like it..."

Though the words I kept going lost were interrupted, I could imagine what would follow.

It just makes my heart dust warm to think how much courage you've squeezed into making suggestions that don't seem confident.

"Mother, could you just listen to me for a second?

"!... Of course it's good!

My mother breaks her face with joy.

I looked at the beauty with a full smile on her face and she was such a cute guy. I squeaked in my heart.

After breakfast, I was supposed to have tea in my mother's room.

My mother paid me that it would be hard to talk to people, so I brewed the tea. My mother, who sparkled her eyes when it was delicious, is adorable as a girl.

My mother, who had enjoyed the flavour of tea for a while, looked at me after putting the cup down.

"So, what are you worried about?

At first glance, she looks calm like an elegant lady, but her eyes shine with intrigue.

I am not happy that I have problems, but I know that I am happy that I can consult, so I did not feel bad at all.

I decided to talk, but where should I start?

I got a little lost and then slowly opened my mouth.

"... as your mother may know, I have... one of my favorites, don't you?

"Eh."

"Eh."

I react to my mother's surprise.

I never thought I'd be at the beginning of the beginning, in the pre-pretence phase.

My love is in every way. I thought it was a leak, but to see my mother solidified with an awesome face, she didn't.

"Sh, people you like......? Isn't that, like, your friend or something? There's a preferred man, huh?

I was embarrassed when I was put into words again, and I nodded small as I leaned down.

Then her mother faded as she was shocked, and she melted.

"Not by which horse... but by whom?

After coughing with Gohon, my mother turned to me.

Although it's just the two of us indoors, it's embarrassing to say it out loud. Put your hands on your mouth and tell secretly in your mother's ear.

"This is Leonhardt, the Commander of the Kingsguard Knights..."

The nearby, hoisted, beautiful eyes opened to the limit.

"... of the Kingsguard knights... you know, the Knights of Orsein?

Asked in a small voice, he answers yes.

Mother's confusion may also be natural.

Because my mother in her mid-thirties is closer to the year of Master Leonhardt than I am.

"Surprised?

When I smiled bitterly, my mother hesitated and then nodded.

And after showing a slight bare gesture of thinking, I nod again as I was convinced.

"I was in a hurry to see if my little, weak, aristocratic boy had molested my pretty daughter, but it didn't seem like it. He'll count on you, and he'll love you and pull you out with integrity."

"Yes, no, still like one of my thoughts"

I deny it as I cage my mouth, but my hopeful observations are coming out.

What is' like '?

I'm embarrassed that you're on the diagram so quickly because you said it was important.

"Oh, it's okay. There's no man in this world that you like and don't like."

Mother is an idiot. Unfortunately, I don't think most men in the world are interested in me.

"So, what's wrong with him? You didn't shake me, did you?

I haven't been shaken. Ning Ro......

"... I was told it was important"

Groaning to zero exhalation, my mother dyed her cheeks a little "oh".

"When I was lying down, I didn't feel alive."

"Passionate."

"At the same time, I was pissed. Why are you making your life so crude... with such a painful face?"

In his overturned vision, he shows his own hand in his grip. The skirt was wrinkled because of the force it put in. The messy sole was like my heart now.

"The fact that I was impotent hurt a lot. … and I was delighted."

I didn't want you to be angry. I didn't want to suffer.

I'm sure of that, but it's also true that I was happy at the corner of my heart.

It pisses me off for me. It makes me suffer about me.

I had a joyous self when I said I loved Master Leonhardt, who moved my heart.

"Keeping so many sweet people in pain, 'When I'm gone, you'll scratch me'... even for a moment I thought so. She's a terrible woman, I am."

When I expose my ugly mind, I feel my feelings have gained more weight rather than lighter.

Facing my filth is so scary. Still, I pretended not to look at this and kept it hidden, and I thought I couldn't move on.

A little silence.

My mother exhaled softly. When I give him a face, he meets with a terribly gentle look. When she looked at me with her eyes rounded, her mother loosened her chin.

"... Mother?

"I thought it was like a lighter first love. But no, while I'm away, you've grown up and you're in good love."

My mother seemed to miss me just a little, her eyes narrowed.

"Hey, Rose. Love isn't just beautiful. It makes me cunning, and it makes me selfish. They can hurt each other a lot."

Is it because the caged language of reality is an emotion that my mother herself remembers?

"If you still want to be by your side, we'll have to discuss it. The answer is only in each other."

That's right.

I can't find an answer, even if I'm Uzi alone.

Only he can decide if Master Leonhardt will forgive me for my cunning.

Even if you're scared, let's talk to Master Leonhardt properly. And I need to tell you exactly how I feel.

"Thank you, Mother"

"I'm glad to hear from you about your daughter's relationship."

Thankfully, my mother reaches out and strokes my head.

A caged eye of mercy, like a goddess, shades in loneliness.

"... not too soon, don't go to your daughter-in-law, huh?

After a few moments, he lowered his brow and groaned as if he were obstinate.

"I'm feeling fast," he returned, but I smiled gladly.