I heard the sound of dishes breaking on the floor and looked over to see Clive staring at me with a blank expression on his face.
He seemed to have dropped the tea set in his hand, which is unusual for a man who does everything perfectly. The floor is covered with tea and scattered dishes.
The maids appeared out of nowhere, cleaned up the scattered dishes and wet floor as if Cliveās little mistake had never happened, put a new tea set in his hand, and disappeared from the room.
āOur maids are as efficient as ever,ā Clive thought to himself.
Clive seemed to have come to his senses, but he was still upset and put the tea set on the table with a trembling hand.
āWhat is it, Clive? If you are not feeling well, why donāt you go to your room and rest?ā
āLydith-samaā¦ā¦ How kind of you to Ā care for my health, you are my goddess, Lydith-sama.ā
āI know how you feel, Clive. I know how you feel. So take it easy and go rest.ā
Clive kneels at my feet, reverently takes my hand, and puts his forehead on it as if in prayer.
I wish he would stop praying and get some rest quickly.
However, seeing Cliveās condition, neither my brother nor the maids say anything in particular. He rarely drops
dishes, but this kind of behavior by Clive toward me is a rather common occurrence.
He looked up from his prone position and stared at me with sad eyes.
āDid you say you were going to the king of the demons, Lydith-sama?ā
āYes, Clive! Lydith said she wanted to ā¦ā¦ bridge the gap between the demons and the humans, but I will not allow that.ā
Her brother said in a very emotional voice.
The beautifully sculpted face is clad with a tragic sense of fragility that would cause a girl of her age to swoon if she saw it.
Itās my brother. He is an exceptional modeling beauty.
My maids are so used to it that they are not fooled by my brotherās good looks.
āI have never been so happy to serve Lydith-samaā¦. My dear goddess. We must order a sculptor to erect a statue of her in the town square.ā
āI agree with you, Clive, but will you stop Liddy?ā
The money for my statue in the town square would be better spent on other things. The dukeās property is a tax paid by the people of the territory, so I hope my brothers understand that and use it properly. (T/N: When the FL said āmy brothersā she literally referred to butler Clive as her brother too, which made it plural. She has only one blood brother, which is Soleil.)
I can understand why you would want to build a statue of me because it would be beautiful, but I can do that comfortably when I become the queen who rules the continent, so itās too early to say.
Besides, if they are going to build it anyway, I want it to be a statue of me matured in a few more years. By then, I will grow up beautifully.
āI cannot stop the noble aspiration of Soleil-sama and Lydith-sama. For a thousand years since the country was closed, the demons have feared people, and people have forgotten the demons. I believe that Lydith-sama will be able to make them open up to each other and bring them back together as one world.ā
āThatā¦. I believe in Liddy, too. There is no one more pure, hardworking, straightforward, and fair than Liddy. And with all this loveliness, even I sometimes feel like taking her away like a noble rose.ā
I appreciate my brotherās sentiments, but I would like him to wait a little while until I change the law on such things.
As it is now, and as I have said many times, it violates my ethical standards.