CH 61

"Are you going to stay in Lagrange?"

Veronica frowns as if she can't believe it.  I hesitated her words as I met her eyes, resembling Dietrich, but far more vibrant.

"Lagrange has changed a lot. You know my sister."

“Yes, we have changed, but it was possible because Derek emptied Lagrange,”

I bite my lips at Veronica's words.

"But, one day, Gaju is supposed to change. When Dietrich becomes Duke-."

"Ah Nissa, Dietrich must have changed. He must have been completely stained with the devil." 

"....... ."

"It's because you didn't see Dietrich during the war. If you think he'll take care of you like he was a kid, it's a mistake."

Veronica had been called to the battlefield several times because of her unique hallucinogenic ability, and she shook her head as if she was heading out of her head.

"that's not his fault. The power of the Shadow Devil is the power that loses his mind the more it is misused."

".......okay."

I answered without strength, but in fact, none of the plans I had made after realizing that I had become'Anissa' were good.

I survived under the protection of Dietrich, and I have not yet discovered my abilities.

'If Dietrich really has changed, it's okay to disappear like this.'

Without Eredia's intellect, I was just that ordinary girl, and I agreed with the saying that mediocrity is not worth it in LaGrand State.

'Even if I was gone, Dietrich wouldn't care.'

Nevertheless, I kept getting caught in his heart.

Dietrich, who went to the battlefield, made a great stride while listening to the devil.  He was too young and inexperienced to take the commander, but he was put into a more dangerous battle than a mercenary and wiped out all the southern soldiers.

Derek wanted Dietrich to die, so he only pushed him out of the unlikely battle, but he came back with a victory every time he was blood alone.

'Wouldn't it be difficult?'

"I have a nightmare." 

"uh?"

"Dream of Dietrich knowing nothing about me."

The dream of returning from war and just passing by me was the nightmare I feared most.

I was intent on abandoning him anyway, but I feared that he would be abandoned, cowardly, it was too scary.

"Sister, is it weird that I miss Dietrich?"

“No, he's your only family, of course. It's just an unfortunate contract for you,”

I laughed at Veronica's words, rubbing my head on her waist.

“My sister is also my family now,”

Veronica smiled silently and stroked my hair.

"Princess, are you going out?"

Marilyn greets me when she leaves my study with me.

For Dietrich's achievement, the wider the territory of Lagrange, the greater the evaluation of him within the castle, and naturally the situation of Dahlia began to improve.

As his only'sister', I had four attendants on my own, and Marilyn, who was like the head of the Dahlia Palace, naturally became a maid. 

"Huh." 

“I'll get my clothes ready,”

she cracked her chin, and her maids hurriedly moved and opened the door of her dressing room.

As she sits on the velvet sofa in the middle, she brings some clothes to wear and shows them.  The maids' eyes sparkled strangely with excitement.

"Try on this first!"

"No! From this one!"

"Princess suits you like this!"

"We don't have anything that doesn't suit you, Vanessa!"

"Well, that's but-."

The conversations that they are sharing with each other energetically come into my ears.  If I left it like this, even if I tried wearing dozens of suits, I was still going to bring it.

"Just give it something comfortable today."

“Oh, how is this one piece? This time, Marilyn put an order to the salon and made it.”

Tally, a cute freckles studded in the back of her nose, shakes a wide sky blue dress in a fuss.  The white neck collar that reminds me of a sailor suit was a cute design.

“Yeah, I'll wear that.”

Tally, who changed her clothes so scary that my words were over, rolled her feet and tapped her hands before I even looked in the mirror.

"It's too-too-pretty! Our princess will be the cutest and prettiest in Lagrange."

"Yes......"

Tally's aura, who wore a large red ribbon over her half-tied head, was shaking violently.

There was one thing in common with the lively maids Marilyn chose and hired outside of LaGrange.

“Because the peacock is a maid for that taste.”

Everyone was eager to decorate me.

It was very burdensome at first, but now I am a little used to this handling.

'I don't hate the feeling of being pretty.'

The maids sent me out of the dressing room after wearing knee-high lace socks and black Mary Jane. 

'Today, though, it ended quickly.'

I looked into a large full-length mirror set by the door.

'Even if it's like me, I would have tried to decorate it with a younger sister like this.'

The girl with her fine eyelashes raised like a doll, blinks big eyes and looks at me.

Even though I was only twelve years old, the features that had already been completed were shining brightly.