The Grand Duchess Is Defeated Again Today

The princess realizes that she is drunk.

“What… did you… did you say? Bluebell… little girl.”

To Rebecca who asks a very sharp question if it is a sharp question.

“…he didn’t say anything special.”

What I chose was to turn the horse first.

It’s also true that he didn’t talk much with Isabella.

There was nothing good about my fiancée Rebecca hearing that I was talking to another woman.

“Again… talk… turn.”

“····.”

But Rebecca’s thoughts seemed to be the exact opposite of mine.

“What the hell… what a fun… conversation, so… you’re not telling me?”

As soon as you hear my answer, you immediately crumple up your face.

“…and you’re drunk.”

It was here that I could feel Rebecca’s drunkenness once again.

A princess is a person who expresses that she is upset by keeping her mouth firmly shut when there is anything that might be embarrassing to me.

Because I wasn’t the kind of person who asked the reason why he was crooked like that.

I don’t know how much alcohol I drank without thinking, but I could tell for sure that it didn’t end with at least one or two drinks.

“Why did someone who hasn’t even had a coming-of-age ceremony drink alcohol?”

“·········Whoever drank it thinking that it was alcohol…”

“····.”

It was nonetheless

As if Mikhail drank alcohol without realizing it was in the glass Rebecca handed him.

It was clear that Rebecca also drank it thinking it was a regular drink, not alcohol.

“As you said… there are people who haven’t even had a coming-of-age ceremony… Why the hell did you leave the alcohol behind…”

“Isn’t it a consideration for those who came to attend the coming-of-age ceremony?”

There must be people who were born before the regular imperial banquets and have already had their coming-of-age ceremony.

Perhaps the alcohol was prepared for such people.

“·······But there are people like me… Why do you put alcohol in a place where you can see it so well…”

“····.”

It was just a fact that was hard to comprehend for the drunken princess.

“Anyway!”

Rebecca shook her head as if it was not the time to talk like this.

“Don’t turn around… What did you say…”

He asked me to answer his question again.

Because that grumpy appearance is cute, and Rebecca doesn’t seem to want to let me go if I don’t answer honestly.

“The Bluebell girl asked me to dance.”

I decided to be honest about what happened.

“Bluebell… Are you young?”

“Yeah, he came up to me all of a sudden and said he enjoyed dancing yesterday and applied for it.”

“····.”

Did the word “Yesterday’s Dance” touch something in Rebecca?

Well, even if Rebecca herself thinks it, the performance of the waltz she danced with me yesterday went beyond a considerable level and was almost a play.

It was probably natural for the princess’s cheeks to turn red a little now.

“Yesterday… even after seeing that… did you ask for a dance?”

Rebecca didn’t seem to understand Isabella’s actions.

“…and that’s it.”

It was the same with me.

I still don’t know what Isabella was thinking when she approached me.

According to the setting revealed in the original, ‘Isabella Bluebell’ has been educated to become an empress since childhood. I couldn’t understand why he showed interest in me and not the Crown Prince.

······ Actually, there are already so many different parts from the original, so I don’t know if talking about the original would make any more sense.

In [The Prince Raises the Sword], it was said that it was so.

“Strange… a person.”

“I think so.”

So I could easily agree with Rebecca’s comments about treating Isabella as a strange person.

There were some differences between the characters I knew and the ones I actually met.

“When all your questions are answered, eat this and rest for a while.”

And I thought the conversation would end here.

Because Rebecca spoke as if everything I was curious about had been solved.

In fact, I even brought things that helped relieve hangovers.

Did I say that waking up from alcohol is nothing more than a good night’s sleep?

I was going to watch over Rebecca, who looked tired, until she fell asleep, and when Rebecca fell asleep, she thought of visiting the Duke and Duchess of Valencia.

“·······Leave him alone again… are you going?”

“····.”

Until Rebecca caught me, who got up slightly to hand the hangover remedy I brought with me to the princess.

*

“Because I left it before… Do you plan on doing it again this time?”

There was sadness in Rebecca’s voice.

The sadness that comes from the thought that you have to go through what you have experienced once.

that sadness. It came vividly in his voice.

“When did you say that I left the princess?”

“You did it before.”

“Didn’t the princess say that it doesn’t matter if I don’t come first?”

I was embarrassed because I was experiencing that feeling directly.

It was Rebecca who was the first to say something sad.

Obviously, I still vividly remember the princess who said it doesn’t matter whether I’m by her side or not.

How could you say something like that to me while forgetting what you said?

However.

“…you knew it was a lie.”

“····.”

Rebecca’s subsequent words were enough to embarrass me, who was harboring even a little bit of unfair feelings.

“Because I didn’t want to lose, I wanted to know that I was saying things that I didn’t even care about.”

“········· did not know.”

It was a lie.

I knew the truth.

He knew the princess’s heart, but didn’t even say a monologue that he pretended not to notice because of the expectation that he might see a new side of his fiancee.

“······lie.”

It seemed that Rebecca knew it already, and that she was still drunk.

“There’s no way you didn’t know my heart.”

“····.”

“A subject that always sees through the minds of others like a ghost.”

Seeing you say such a shameful thing without hesitation.

If it was a normal Rebecca, it would never have been said.

It would be difficult to hear even if you use a wish ticket, which has become a reward for bets these days.

That’s why my fiancee is someone who hates shame.

If it was natural, it was natural.

“Why didn’t you receive a dance request?”

“······Yes?”

“A request for Bluebell’s dance. Why didn’t you get it?”

Rebecca’s expression looked much darker than before.

“Today’s banquet was treated as someone who didn’t exist, and said that we should enjoy it separately.”

“····.”

“Why didn’t you get a dance request?”

Maybe the fact that I finally got a dance request from another young girl made Rebecca’s expression dark?

Or I don’t know if Rebecca’s expression darkened that I didn’t really approach her during the banquet.

“Isn’t it natural?”

“····.”

“I have a fiancée, but how can I get a request for a dance from another young girl?”

What was certain was that he didn’t want to see that expression for a long time.

“······why?”

Rebecca put on a look that made it hard to understand what I was saying.

“It is natural for a noble who first entered the social world to apply for a dance in order to make connections…”

“Your princess is talking like a bluebell girl right now.”

“····.”

When he said that he was talking the same as Isabella, that expression immediately disappeared.

“The bluebell maiden told me the same thing. It’s only natural for nobles to ask for a dance to build friendships at the imperial banquet.”

“… then why…”

“Isn’t this the story of the nobles who want to build friendships to the end?”

“····.”

“Did the princess look like I usually want to make friends with other people?”

“······no.”

Rebecca knew.

People who want to make friends with other nobles rarely visit their fiancee’s mansion as if they lived there.

Even if they do visit, they only visit once every two weeks, but like me, they don’t always visit once every three days.

“Why is someone who knows that asking me for something obvious?”

“…because I’m anxious.”

“····.”

“I’m afraid that you… will dance with someone other than me…”

“My fiancée always has unnecessary insecurities.”

“······yes?”

The princess’s two red eyes suddenly widened as if she was saying something.

Looking straight into those clear, clean eyes.

I said softly.

“Didn’t I promise you in the mansion?”

“····.”

“I’m the princess’s only fiance, so I won’t dance with other young girls.”

“It…”

Did you remember that?

Perhaps it wasn’t the words Rebecca couldn’t keep to the end.

And if it is true that the words that did not lead to the end of the princess as I thought were true.

If this is the right thing you wanted to ask me.

I wanted to answer this.

“Who said it, will I forget it?”

Whose words would you dare to forget?

“It was said by my fiancee, not anyone else. How could I possibly forget.”

“····.”

The words you said were more precious than anyone else. how could i forget

I wanted to answer this.

Hwaak-

Rebecca’s cheeks, which had been blushing from drunkenness, grew even redder when she heard my answer.

“······· I must have been really drunk.”

“Did you know that now?”

“If it were normal, I would have told you not to tease me.”

“····.”

“Today… this… Why does it look so cool?”

“······Is that so.”

To be honest, I don’t expect Rebecca’s current memories to remain.

The princess is very drunk right now, and as proof of that, she’s telling me things she wouldn’t normally say.

It is not uncommon for a drunken person to forget the memory of that time.

Like the sweet first kiss that only I can remember. Rebecca’s memory may have disappeared from the present memory.

But, even so.

Even if today’s events remain as memories that only I can remember.

“I’ve always thought of Princess Princess as pretty. It’s a pity.”

“····.”

I really wanted to convey this.

Because I don’t have many opportunities to tell Rebecca the truth.

“Stop sleeping, my dear fiancée.”

“… it’s mean.”

With those words, Rebecca’s eyes closed, unable to overcome her drowsiness.

“Rebecca!”

“Confucius, is my daughter okay?”

I was late until the Duke and Duchess of Valencia heard the news and came to the break room.

stayed by his side.