"I'll try to go out."
The Royal Highness Leon Fernand Barthelemy, of the kingdom of Barthelemy, cut himself out in the uniform he had just returned to.
Milly, the head of the samurai woman who carried tea during the reception, was restless for a moment and then opened her fearful mouth.
"That, His Highness..."
"It's a habit to keep them in the room. Even if you try to force them a little, you have to get used to them little by little."
"but"
"I need to go out and wear. Since I can use ready-made clothes for the time being, I'll tell my lower worker to buy tomorrow."
"His Highness"
Fernand lay on his lavish but horrible couch, and threw his feet straight into his sculpted armchair.
"What are you saying?"
"I'm afraid to say. Prince Licht is certainly still worried about his physical strength... Of course, he is also mentally concerned. But there are other concerns.
"What do you mean? Try to explain in detail."
In front of the peculiar intimidation that only Fernand of the royal family has, Milly screamed internally and moved backward.
"For example, this morning, the prince told me to lend him a scissor. When I asked him why, he said he wants cut his hair."
"I don't think his current hairstyle is bad, either."
"In that kind of problem... it's unthinkable for a boy of that age to cut his own hair. Thinking about what kind of life he's been living in I feel like I'm going to collapse"
The prince pulled his eyebrows while loosening the stuffed collar of his military uniform.
"I think everything was done by myself... Well, it's not hard to imagine. Anyway, let's touch the outside world and see how it reacts."
Fernand's intentions were firm, and Milly's advice was swept away.
"...Where are you going to take me? I will dress accordingly."
Milly sighed in her heart and asked for help, offering him tea.
Fernand is thinking while picking tea with one hand,
"A quiet and uncrowded place...I think it's around a library. It's not a very active place, but at least it's better than an unhealthy life where you're sitting in your room and sipping tea," he grinned up his cup. Laughed.
Milly had a haunting smile, but another concern suddenly caught her head.
"Uh, His Highness... If he were going to a place with a lot of eyes, maybe Prince Licht would reveal his true identity? It is said that His Highness is a "servant", but in the unlikely event of someone, the name of His Highness will be given to someone."
"What do I do unless I call someone?"
Fernand quietly sifted the tea. Normally, in this society, it is the etiquette that a person with a lower status should not speak to a person with a higher status than himself unless he or she speaks from the other side. But not everyone will act accordingly.
"Well, if you find out, then that's the time."
(to be continued)