Returning from the salon, I was admiring the trophy.
A trophy that shone luxuriously in gold and a trophy that glimmered brilliantly like crystals.
I liked both.
<Immortal Archer>
<Inducer of Cavities>
Although one of the phrases was a bit embarrassing.
It was the first time I received the first prize for doing well.
âIâve never had such fun in SpinelâŚâ
âI donât think life in Aktoum is bad either.â
In this sense, I mean. Only in this respect.
âOh, Your Majesty⌠seeing you smile like that, are you thinking of Crown Prince Rixus?â
âFufufu. Itâs when lovers think about each other for a long time.â
Laura and Maribel, who were observing me, trembled with excitement.
Even if I smiled, it seemed like I couldnât avoid being related to Rixus anymore. Turning my head, I said indifferently.
âI was just smiling at the trophy. I wasnât thinking of Rixus.â
âAh, youâre hard on yourself! Rixus must be thinking of Your Majesty right now!â
Seryl replied, blinking her pink eyes.
I shrugged again and brought my gaze to the trophies.
It couldnât be just my thoughts.
âWith his personality, if he wants to see me, he would have already come to me.â
ââŚâŚ.â
ââŚâŚ.â
ââŚâŚ.â
At the same time, the maidsâ faces became bewildered at my answer.
Then Laura asked.
âYour Majesty, didnât the Crown Prince explain it to you?â
âWhatâŚ?â
âEven if the Crown Prince wanted to see you, he canât come to see you for three days.â
âŚâŚWhat did that mean?
âIn Aktoum, after the first night of the engagement, the bride and groom must keep a distance of at least 100 steps from noon on that day for three days!â
ââŚWe have to be at least 100 steps away from each other from noon?â
âYes, itâs believed that this will maintain the marriageâs luck.â
It was three days from noon⌠Why didnât Rixus explain it to me?
Then, a scene came to mind â he looked at his watch as he invited me to have lunch with him.
âNo wonder he asked even though it wasnât lunchtime.â
I thought he was hungry because he asked to eat at a very early hour.
âHe was trying to match the time.â
I just thought of it, but for some reason, this seemed to make sense.
I still didnât know why he didnât explain it to me. If he looked at the watch at that time, it must have meant that he had not forgotten.
While I was pondering over the scene and thinking about it, Seryl said to me,
âThatâs why the two of you canât dance at the âFirst Night Celebration Banquetâ tomorrow!â
ââŚWhat kind of banquet is that?â
I thought I had heard Seryl wrong.
But Seryl swung her fluffy pink cotton candy hair, and continued in excitement.
âA banquet to celebrate the first night!â
ââŚâŚHey, whatâs there to celebrate? Why is a coupleâs âfirst nightâ celebrated by the whole neighborhood?â
I asked with a bewildered expression like a sea otter who mistook castanets for a scallop, and licked my lips.
(TL/N: castanets is a percussion instrument.)
âWhat kind of banquet are you holding?!â
âBecause fertility starts from that hot day!â
The reason was more ridiculous.
ââŚâŚâ
âWhat country in the world celebrates having sexâŚâ
âPlease, I donât want to be congratulated by the nobles for âcompletingâ the first night.â
âItâs a festival for all the people! Tomorrow, to commemorate the first night of the engagement, everyone will hang flowers on their doorsteps.â
Correction. It seemed that I would be congratulated by all the people.
ââŚIs it really necessary?â
âItâs a tradition!â
As I looked at Seryl, who answered cheerfully without a single bit of embarrassment, I thought,
âItâs a crazy country, Aktoum.â
I, who had Spinelâs scholarly temperament, was too burdened with Aktoumâs unrestrained sensuality.
Was it because of the climate? Wasnât it said that if one gets a lot of sunlight, one will be happy?
There was too much sunlight here, so people went crazyâŚ
ââŚCan I cancel it?â
Laura replied calmly.
âAbsolutely not.â
I smiled brightly, but my eyes looked as if my soul had been robbed.
âOkay⌠Let it be as it is.â
There was also round 1 and round 2 for the first night. This was a country that took care of such things in advance.
(TL/N: referring to the âfirst night of the engagementâ and âfirst wedding nightâ.)
I decided to give up and humbly accept it.
The thought of receiving congratulations from all over the country tomorrow was already making me feel like I was losing my energyâŚâŚ
âOkay. You guys can leave now.â
I thought I should go to bed quickly for that kind of tomorrow.
I had overworked today, but it seemed like something would happen tomorrow too, so I should fill the HP gauge from now on.
âAh! Yes, Your Majesty⌠Seryl stayed up too late!â
âGood night, Your Majesty.â
Seryl and Laura greeted her in turn.
Maribel was very shy, after hesitating for a while, she said,
âYour Majesty⌠Uh, thank you so much for your letter of recommendation today. Itâs the best gift Iâve ever received in my life.â
With those words, the maids gathered around me and said words of gratitude.
They had already given me a big greeting as soon as they entered the salon earlier.
I said in a relaxed manner.
âI can do that much. Because you are my people. Feel free to tell me if you have any other requests.â
âYour MajestyâŚâŚ.â
Seryl was moved and hugged me with tears in her eyes. And Laura and Maribel also followed suit.
As I patted them, I thought â it was a crazy country, but there were a lot of pretty good sides. Because there were such cute people like this.
After expressing their appreciation once more, the maids hurriedly retreated to the door.
At that time, I was lying on the bed, and suddenly I raised my head.
âLaura.â
I had an impromptu question.
âThat custom. No access within 100 steps for three days. What if I donât follow it?â
âThatâŚâŚ.â
Laura whispered quietly. It was as if she was revealing Godâs plan.
âIt is said that the groom will suffer as if he is about to die because of the bride.â
ââŚâŚâ
âOr really die because of the bride.â
She told a rather creepy myth, and went out with Seryl and Maribel.
In the finally quiet room, I laid on my bed with my eyes wide open and fell deep in thought.
âSuffering because of the bride?â
âI know. Itâs just a custom and itâs just a myth.â
But somehow⌠Those words caught onto my heart like a hook, and I couldnât easily turn them over.
âIf such a dangerous and evil being appeared, I would have to kill it⌠Whoever it is.â
Because I could one day really make Rixus suffer.
* * *
The next day.
After lunch, I stopped by the Imperial Library.
To begin with, the library was one of my favorite places.
A space with tens of thousands of books lined up on splendid golden columns and bookshelves made of ash wood.
Perhaps it also somehow calmed my heart.
âPlease write down in the guestbook.â
I also liked the fact that the gatekeeper of the Imperial Library asked me to sign the guestbook.
In front of the book, everyone was equal and fair. Regardless of oneâs status, one had to write his real name in the library and enter.
I opened the old parchment-wrapped guestbook and checked the names.
<Rixus Aktoum, noon>
âOh, Rixus came and went last week.â
It was evident that the scribbled powerful signature was his.
I traced Rixusâ signature with the tip of my finger.
What book would he have read? I suddenly became curious.
For some reason, beyond the time gap of a week, it felt romantic to share the same sensibility in such a place.
It was one of the charms of the guestbook.
I wrote my name in cursive under his name.
<Berylia Spinel, 1 oâclock>
A quiet smile crept up on my lips.
âPlease enter. Your Majesty.â
âOkay.â
It was my second visit to the Imperial Library.
Last time, I was unintentionally misunderstood by the imperial librarian, an old man with a kind expression.
Today, I would surely get rid of that false charge.
I must break away from the image of a âqueen who reads lewd booksââŚ
I looked around and found the imperial librarian. And I said it out loud on purpose.
âHmm, itâs been a while, shall I read the practical book?â
The surroundings were disappointingly quiet. There were no other guests in this place except me.
Because there was only my name in the guestbook (since the librarian did not have to write his name in the guestbook).
Flip, flickâ
I rummaged through the bookshelves for nothing, gave strength to my lower abdomen, and said with sincerity.
âOr, a philosophy book, that would be fine. But, a practical book can be helpful for state affairs.â
I was talking to myself, desperately wanting someone to hear.
But really, there wasnât even a single ant.
Apparently, I could not redeem myself today.
I sighed lightly and fiddled with my own ear, feeling embarrassed that I had talked to myself loudly.
Then I turned around the corner to find a book I really wanted.
It was the section of books related to âforeign cultureâ.
Diplomacy was one of the important things in running state affairs, and understanding other countries was essential for good diplomacy.
So, it was a section I usually visited frequently.
I was casually pulling out a book, but suddenly I saw the cover and stopped.
He looked like Rixus. The man on the cover.
No, they didnât really look alike, but maybe it just looked like it for some reason.
âCome to think of it, itâs disgusting. He didnât contact me at all?â
He acted so sweet on the bed two nights ago.
He asked me to have lunch together, but was disappointed as he was rejected by me.
Back then, he sent a note almost every other day, asked for a date, and even sent his lieutenant to relay everything he wanted to say.
Then, suddenly, no contact like this?
âArenât customs supposed to be explained?â
Shouldnât it be explained later in a note?
What if I went to him without knowing anything and went within 100 steps?
So what if I really bothered him later?
As my thoughts continued, I suddenly realized that my feelings were not normal.
âWhy am I getting angry now?â
ââŚâŚI donât even know why Iâm doing this.â
It was at that time when I left the book in its place with embarrassment.
A hand protruded from behind and covered my mouth.
â!â
At that moment, numerous thoughts ran through my mind.
Because I couldnât see the arms and torso, as well as the hand of the person who was covering my mouth.
It was a magician. And an assassin.
âDeborah sent him.â
Krrr-crack!
Everything was in an instant. I summoned a sharp ice dagger from the air.
At the same time as I removed the hand, I pushed the person against the bookshelf and raised the dagger.
Bang!
I felt the assassinâs body hitting the bookshelf.
However, the air was still transparent, which gave me goosebumps.
âReveal your identity. If you donât want to die.â
I said so while holding the dagger close to what was supposed to be the opponentâs âneckâ.
But then, as I was wondering if the air was slightly distorted, it flowed down, revealing the opponentâs face.
It was a face I knew well. As soon as I saw it, my heart raced.
âRixus? Here⌠Whatâs going on? You canât come here.â
âWe have to keep the 100 stepsâŚâŚ!â
As I was thinking about it, the blue-purple eyes that came into my line of sight curved gently.
âBecause I canât stand it.â
Why? That trivial smile touched my heart.
ââŚâŚ.â
Rixus came closer to me despite the dagger pointing at his neck.
Without realizing it, I swallowed my breath and drew the dagger back.
My heart was pounding, and it fluttered helplessly as if it had collapsed.
Looking into my eyes, he said,
âI miss you.â
It seemed vaguely familiar.
The reason I was angry with him for not contacting me.
The reason I was waiting.
That⌠That was the reason I couldnât admit it.