The Duchess Natureal 's red peached lips at the cup rim sipping a moderately hot tea. The steamed hotness vapor turns on the gear of the head of servants in glancing at each other and of their doubting, 'How can a woman sipping tea reach likewise that's just not more than boiling water that has not cooled down in 5 minutes?'
Others' eyes signaling 'No, it's not.'
Or 'Why you're addressing her as a woman?'
Or 'It's Duchess Natureal, not the Queen Natureal.'
The other guards' eyes do talking standing behind Duchess Natureal with saying 'The damned guys are so wrong???'
It's face slapping and embarrassment. 'It's not either the tea extremely hot or she has been promoted down to Duchess from the Queen position, she's just a LADY.'
Duchess Natureal smiled at the thoughts of her subordinates. Another foolish admiration. The servants of the commoners. The ones she's most comfy with. The men-servants are always better off than females. She doesn't need needless emotions in dealing with the power struggle of the Dukes in many greasy and glossy ways.
She doesn't need it. Her slender, long, and milky white skin finger touched the peridot earring. The jingling sound is soft and serene. The wind whooshed gently in the bright afternoon.
Again, her fingers touched the earring. The most beautiful gem. Why it's so? The color is the same as the LADY's eyes. The greenish color is the color of nature. She spoke, feeling annoyed, "Has your Lord has back home?"
Glancing at each other is everywhere in a tranquil time such as now. Should the enjoyment last? That's will be supposed to be. The lady, duchess, or queen by it's is her high title previously is a challenge for the knights to answer. "Was the education not fit enough from the royal imperial house till you served me after graduating making not less from your people from educating from countryside school?"
"You're from the countryside too, LADY."
Now, it's tensing up. At attached atmospheres by the sentence. The knight who said it, he'll be safe, didn't he? An argument between those who watched. They're all there and the ears that listened to it.
The predators' eyes are preying on The Knight. They're waiting with those eyes what will happen next to take it as their precautions in 'be careful.'
Nevertheless, it's didn't always works even with 'be careful.' after the eyes and ears have seen it. Fate and destiny are always unpredictable after it.
"Yes, it's, Duke. How is the answer satisfying you?" Natureal touches the earrings again. It's the habit. Especially when it's something similar to her color eyes. The black dress evinces enigmatic to the color of her eyes and hair. It's unfathomable even to the duke sipping the tea in front of her.
It's of the Duke in her life. There are a few more coming up. Now, she would only care to introduce you to the Duke in front. The Duke also holds the title of knight.
The Knight.
Such a moderate title, it's not? Yes, it's. It's a moderate title.
Let's think so because it's the title that represents and represents all the knights' titles and the power they hold in the empire. Only The Knight it takes. No need for more intricate and long titles. It's troublesome. The Emperor had it through thoroughly. Seems the one standing above all is not a simple man. For she is not a simple one too.
"Yes, I'm, the Duke. What's left of your questions? I would like to answer them before this tea is finished."
The Knight's expression is inscrutable to others surrounding them. They could read the mockery from him to the one who's next will be sitting with others titled Dukes after him.
Ah, it never works with others ladies except for the only woman in their eyes.
Yes, the only woman in their eyes.
Natureal is not a problem with her being a woman. The fear the most is she's leading the men according to her will and impulse. Being alone with big cheeses and big noise for appearances, titles, wealth, personality, or simply because of one ancestor, she likes is, it's a of problems.
The knights around her are having the same questionnaire over and over again. Where to find a such woman around the empire?
It's the woman who has noble, commoner, and royalty titles and connections. Natureal's the of threes. The coming root is from the royal family.
The Queen. Because she still has to bow before the Empress.
The Lady. Because she has bowed before The Princesses and The Princes. Daughters and sons of the Empress.
The Duchess. That's all that's left after it. After all, she's the Queen of the Kingdom of Kings and Queens. 11 Kings and 13 Queens. It's quite unrivaled of empire still, because of manners and respect, she lowered herself to the Duchess.
People are in the need of a strong foothold to hold and protect them. They served the Empire. People tend to look at something more powerful than the ones. Greediness. She's never tired of it.
She's residing at the West Palace. The favorable palaces. She's sick of it. That's how it's. Noble. They say it's between the royals and commoners. Because of it, she studies the things she doesn't have to study. Switching between positions of three or two wasn't much of a burden to her. She got it.
The Lady is the title she didn't use much and well. She wasn't good with the kids. Daughters and sons of the empire are still young and she's not the type to care about little ones because Dukes' all around-the-clock are vowing woes to her.
It's time, she's in the search of romance. By the time, she's quit thinking about it, the Empire throwing the men of the title Duke to her.
'It suits you well, Duchess. A man of Duke title.' said the Empire's Emperor. The garbage from the dear Empire and the Emperor.
"What's the Duke after this, Duchess?"
Finally, the question. "The Duke of my entertainment. Just like you, Duke."