⚠️ There is self-harm. Please be careful.
When the prince sat down on the chair by the window, he was staring at the sky that was about to cry through the gap between the curtains that were blown by the wind.
"Prince, I have to close the window."
"Yup"
At the same time as Milli touched the window, a groaning, disturbing sound echoed from across the sky. As the prince shrugged himself down, Miri's soothing tone was, "It's thunder," and tightly tightened the window.
"This is all right. Sir Fernand will be back soon, so why don't you have tea in the back room until that time? We will prepare freshly baked muffins."
"Good...I'm here"
When the prince leaned against the couch near the wall, he held the cushion and stared at the window where the rain hits him. When this happens, Miri, who knows that the prince will not move even with leverage,
He said, "I'm in the next waiting room, so please ring the bell when you need it."
The prince, who was alone in the room, unraveled his fortified face and gave a sad expression. That sky seems angry. To whom?
"I am..."
Fernand, who was in a good mood on the way, turned into a disgruntled face. I think it was from the time I touched on the subject of Prince's clothes... He said all his clothes were "useless". If you can see the wings, it's a problem.
When the wings were removed from the back during surgery, Fernand said he should keep it "secret." The man in the mansion is hard to speak, so the people of the royal palace will not know about it... There is no doubt that Fernand is thinking of the prince, and he does not try to attract people to the mansion.
--because I'm here....
I knew that I was walking in the mansion. A long table and a dining room surrounded by many chairs, and a large kitchen shelf in the back are lined with beautifully polished teaware and cups, and if you open the door to the backyard, you will find a fragrant herb field. .. Even though this mansion can attract many guests, it is always quiet.
――If you don't have this wing, would you be able to call customers?
The prince turned his head and looked down at the wings on his back. There are white and fluffy feathers and solid feathers. I grabbed one of them and pulled it by force.
"...Hh..."
The blade fell out with sharp pain, but a little blood bleeded. When the prince got up, he entered the bathroom and closed the door. If you hurry off and turn your back to the mirror, you will see the part you just pulled out. The wings are unlikely to disappear even if only one is pulled out.
In the drawer of the washbasin, there was scissors that Miri gave me to cut my hair. When I picked it up, I opened it wide, sandwiched the root of the wing, and put a lot of force into it.
"Wait..."
Scissors fell to the floor with an unreliable noise. The prince trembles violently on the warm, flowing things on his back. It was so painful and unexpectedly stiff... The prince picked up the bloody scissors with his quivering hands, and struck the blade at the tip of his blade.
On that day, Fernand was receiving a report on the state of Icaterra from Colonel Brandle in his office.
"It took a long time."
"It was easy to locate the armory, but it seemed to work hard to identify the source."
"It's a prudent thing to have such a broker... Well, when should I go out for cleaning?"
Fernan, sitting on his office desk, hit the front cover of the report with his back.
"It is a great material for eradicating eradication. It also acts as a check against other countries."
"So let's get started!"
"Oh, let's talk about tomorrow's formation... tomorrow."
"Are you planning something tomorrow?"
"Well. I hope you will take a rest tomorrow. It's only now... I expect two weeks for the expedition, but it will take twice as much preparation."
Fernand glanced at the window, and when he saw that the rain had weakened, Fernand stood up in his jacket.
"Now, I'll get back to you."
"...I hope I can't go on a date tomorrow."
Fernand lifted his eyebrows a little, with a ridiculous voice.
"No worries there"
――This time you made clothes that weren't transparent even if it got a little wet.
I couldn't say I couldn't admit that I was lustful for the appearance of the prince in the rainy clothes. I'm not so hungry... The proof was that when I met Nicole this morning, I couldn't move my finger at all.
――By the way, what is a picnic?
Fernand laughed grinily and rode into the carriage on his way home, and put his body on the back of the chair and closed his eyes with satisfaction. Certainly the prince seems to be more interested in the sky, stars and clouds. It is easy to take measures if you know your preference. Though it is far from romantic, it is undeniable that it has the potential to think like a tactic to attack anything because it has led the army for many years.
If you are a prince, even if you go out the same, you will be more pleased with a place with much nature, not in the city. If you are physically strong, you can go on a long ride. It would be nice to run through the grassy fields together... Fernand's plans were endless and he returned to the mansion with a happy feeling.
When Mili met at the entrance and headed for the prince's room, the maid's screaming screams came from behind.
"What happened?"
In front of the door of the bathroom, the waistless maid was shaking. Fernand rushed up, pushed the maid away and stepped into the bathroom. And I was frightened by the terrible situation spreading in front of me.
A bloody prince lay on the bathroom floor.