The Tanaka Family Reincarnates

Rose Alicia Royal was always frustrated.

Born into the Marquis, well educated, it grew beautifully. The beauty was known even to King's Landing.

I moved to King's Landing to attend school and was first seen by the King in the social world, and became a side room.

As soon as the king was young and fascinated by the beautiful side chamber, he had a child.

That's it.

When I think about my half life, I always think this is it...

I've been getting a lot of attention.

I've been the center of the world since I was a little girl.

Even though it is.

As soon as the prince was born, everyone saw the prince with his black hair first. Then look at me and praise the prince.

The prince's hair was more black and glossy than anyone else in the royal family.

I felt like I was an accessory to the prince.

It's not that she's not cute. It's not that I don't love you.

Because I'm cute, because I love you, I spent my days hiding this moist feeling from anyone.

The only salvation is the king's favor. The king looks at me. I couldn't lose this alone.

I took my place in the side room and supported the king with the queen.

Ten years. I managed.

I was treated as the prince's mother, not me.

No one understood what was dissatisfactory.

The more I explain, the more I whisper with arrogance and shadow.

I gave birth to a second child in such a critical state of mind.

The king's first princess.

Like my brother, the princess, born with dark hair, was adored by the king, and at last I could not be seen first by the king.

I wore expensive dresses and accessories in an attempt to regain the king's interest. I brushed my skin and hair.

Neither time nor effort nor money spent pursuing beauty and beauty were meaningless in front of the day-to-day lovely growing princess.

And those who saw only the prince's mother began to see themselves with contempt.

Rough side room with money.

There was more blame for the king and the queen.

Even if I knew it didn't make sense, I couldn't stop pursuing beauty. I was afraid of what would happen if I stopped.

Bad rumors are spreading.

The chances of going to public are diminished.

The number of times the King comes to see him decreases.

I feel that my position is getting worse and worse.

I was told that if I put on a dress that brings my beautifully polished body to life, there would be no products, and if I was too grown up, no one would talk to me.

Then let's turn it into a side room without any rough money. The dark and thick stuff has settled in my belly all the time. The frustration doesn't go away.

The message from the king, which had arrived for the first time in a long time, said, "Rest in your hometown for a while."

Home and King's City are far away. If you leave, the king will forget me already.

Retreating at home did not relieve the frustration, and the people of the hometown, who had no chance to see it at all, took the prince's black hair more obviously.

The young princess still has no choice but to stay away from the King's Landing with the prince. I think the queen is involved.

I have been working together to support the King, but my son is only darker than the Queen's First Prince, and a faction is beginning to form when some of the nobles with bad heads are next king.

My son blames me with cold eyes for not acting properly as a royal. My daughter is always looking at my face in frustration.

The prince was fifteen, and the princess was five.

It was unusual for a royal family not to have a fiancé until this age.

I decided to hide my royal identity and attend a tea party with a neighboring aristocracy by calling it an underestimate of my fiancée candidate for distraction and waste of time. The prince and the princess were exposed early in their hair colours, but when they found out, they looked at the aristocrats in a hurry and laughed, and when they said ill things like chasing them, they were distracted.

In the meantime, I heard rumors of Stewart's tea party.

King One, the lord of the rich Palace is looking for his fiancée.

It's a long way to Palace, but I want to get along as a side room without rough money. If one of the three brothers were engaged to the prince, some money might be available.

They refused to participate as if they were crushing such a deliberate idea, but they heard rumors from those invited at a later date.

"My oldest son, Georg, is 15 years old and has enough skills to play a role in monster hunting. He is a tough and steadfast person who takes good care of his younger children.

Or something.

"Emma, the eldest daughter, seems to be familiar with her gentle character, but she is a bully who wants to protect her by welcoming guests hard. Above all, the smile is absolutely adorable. Anyway, it's cute. It's so cute.

Or something.

"The next son, William, was a beautiful boy who had a maid who had accompanied his children.

Something like that.

It was impossible for children with no hesitation or hesitation to get so good a rumor at the main tea party. However, no matter how many rumors you gather, you don't get to speak ill.

It may not be a coincidence that you were refused a false letter with a false identity. The Earls of Stewart are home to perfect information manipulation.

I'd love to see you.

Occasionally, I was able to get information that Urban Stewart, who was supposed to be in King's Landing, was taking a place in the neighboring Chiari territory.

Immediately release the product for use and pass it on.

You won't be refused if you go this far.

Soon after, the Earl of Stewart invited me to a tea party.

I (...) arrive about an hour late.

Count Stewart will welcome you.

I felt uncomfortable here. I didn't know what to do right away.

I (...) also (...) made a sweet voice to the Countess in front of the Countess Stewart.

I also felt uncomfortable here.

For the wealthiest lord of King's Landing, it was a mansion lacking in size and flashy, but its solid and firm construction was favorable.

When they were guided to the hall and thanked their subordinates and raised their faces together, they finally realized the identity of the discomfort.

There are about 20 children and their accompanying parents and maids watching the prince. He stares at the black hair of the prince with one eye.

Only three of them, three blonde children of the same colour, thought to be brothers, looked at me. The way others looked at the prince, they looked at me, not at the prince.

Probably three brothers of the Count Stewart family.

And then Countess Stewart and Countess noticed that they ignored the prince's dark hair and looked at me first.

Only the Earls of Stewart saw me.

That's the gaze I've been chasing since the prince was born.

The moment you see me, everyone breathes beauty.

A nostalgic feeling back then.

The Earl of Stewart looked at my beauty with admiration.

Even though that's all it is, it's filled with bitterness.

It is now recognized as a pure Rose Alicia Royal, not as the prince's mother.

After that, the three brothers came to me with their son and daughter.

Emma, the eldest daughter who had been rumored to have a great personality, honors my beauty with anger. Even if my brothers and brothers on both sides pay attention, they won't be frustrated, and they praise me with a focus that doesn't seem like a child.

The look was cute, funny, and I couldn't stop laughing.

How many years have I laughed so sincerely?

I thought I'd forgotten when I wasn't laughing and how to laugh.

One thing is certain.

My oldest daughter, Emma Stewart, is absolutely adorable. Anyway, it's cute. It's so cute.

Are you going to play, Emma, with my son's wife? When I heard that,

"With all due respect, I'd rather marry Lord Rose than the prince!

What an answer.

Really cute.

My son is unbearably cute.