How About a Refill? ~The Elegant Tea Party of the Grand Witches~

"Uh-huh."

When Miriam woke up, she was lying on the bunk of a strange room.

"Where are we?... Robin! Where's Robin!?

I looked around, but there was no Robin in the room. The room has a luxurious covered sleeping area, a single sofa and two doors. The windows are only domed on the ceiling.

"Of course the door is locked."

I checked both doors and found both locked. Seeing no windows on the wall, Miriam speculated that this might be a room for a noble man.

For the first time, I lowered my hips on a one-person sofa, and there was a noise of chatter and unlocking from one of the doors, and a young maid appeared who had brought tea at the Red Ball Palace.

"Are you awake?

The maid smiled like a sticky smile, prompting Miriam to come to the next room.

"Wait a minute! Where's Robin? And where is this place?

Miriam asks the maid, but the maid does not answer anything but waits for Miriam to come out of the room. When Miriam leaves the room because he can't see the room, a sofa for two faces each other in a place like a reception room, and a low table is placed in between.

Then a familiar young man sat on the sofa and looked at us.

"Are you..."

"Hello, Princess Caparoni."

"... His Highness Prince Ivan II. You're in a good mood...."

"All right," Ivan says to Miriam, who carries out the cartesies.

"I apologize first. I'm sorry about this."

For some reason, Miriam can't hide his confusion in Ivan, who is lowering his head.

"Oh, please raise your face. Why did His Highness apologize..."

"The mastermind of this kidnapping is my uncle, the Duke of Santangelo. I was also taken from a detachment in the suburbs where I was under house arrest earlier."

When Ivan said that, he made a noise and opened the door, and a well-dressed middle-aged man came in.

Lord Ivan, thank you for your safe arrival.

The man greets Ivan respectfully.

(You don't know how to say hello with disrespect without knocking.)

When Miriam sees Chilla and Ivan, Ivan answers responsibly. Miriam wondered if this man was the Duke of Sant 'Angelo and thought he'd say hello when the Duke opened his mouth.

"I just heard a voice resembling Tatiana's voice, so I panicked with joy. So, where's the Marquis de Caparoni?

(I'll be here. in front of me)

It probably didn't leak, and Miriam wasn't recognized as a Caparoni... and I was asked where she was right in front of me.

"This young lady is Miss Miriam Farina Caparoni, second daughter of the Marquis de Caparoni. Uncle!"

The Duke glanced at Miriam and frowned.

"No, no, don't be ridiculous. She's a pretty little girl, but she's very different from Caparoni's. Has Lord Ivan ever seen Tatiana or Miss Alessia? My son, Sir Leonardo, is beautiful too! Different from the average person!

Miriam sighs at Ivan's awkward gaze.

"The Marquis de Caparoni is definitely Miriam's second daughter."

Hearing that voice, the Duke of Sant 'Angelo opens his eyes.

"I don't look very much alike, but that voice! That voice is Tatiana! Oh, what a shame!

Miriam and Pocahontas stopped talking too much, and Ivan looked far away.

"His Highness Ivan.... I hate to say this to you, but... the Duke is quite rude."

When Miriam whispers, Ivan accepts with an unfortunate face.

"I can only say I'm very sorry about that."

The Duke of Sant 'Angelo, who was watching, laughed with his nose as if he had made a fool of himself.

"I'm glad you're getting along. He said he had taken the First Prince's escort out of nowhere. If you care about the children of another world, you don't have to be weird."

Miriam gets cool when she hears about children from other worlds and gets stuck with the Duke.

"Where's Robin!? Where is Robin? Are you safe!?

The Duke listened to the voice as he meditated and turned towards the day after tomorrow with a tranced expression.

"Ah, when I listen in silence, it looks like Tatiana is stalling me..."

Miriam and Ivan murmured.

"I'm fine. As long as you keep your head down."

"No! I can't believe I took the kid's shield! Let me see Robin now!

"Hmph, you can say anything. It's about getting closer at best. The First Prince will be deceased, and you will be the fiancée of His Highness Evan!

Ivan stops Miriam trying to catch him. With all due respect, the Duke left the room.

A watchman stood in front of the room and the door was locked from the outside.

"What a thing... Ah, Emil-sama...!

Miriam crouched over his face with both hands. Ivan raised her hair in trouble and urged Miriam to sit on the sofa.