Chapter 1. Prologue
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The sound of someone’s saliva being swallowed sounded particularly loud in the quiet space.
I glanced back at Timofey, and he scratched his head with a light chuckle. Somehow, he looked like a different person because the place where the hat should have been was empty.
I heard that to wizards, the hat is like a token of rank and medal.
Feeling sorry for making a big mistake, and not knowing what to do, I only glanced at Timofey, but suddenly he started laughing out loud. There were even tears around his eyes.
“This, this…… the princess may become a greater wizard than me in the future.”
“This is an experiment to find out the direction of a wizard. Either the hat moves, crumples, changes its color, etc. But didn’t Your Highness crush the building this excellently? Usually, for this level of magic to be done, coordinates and formulas must be calculated, without even that series of processes.”
(She was able to cast such magic even without those process)
Whatever it may be, I could understand that it was great.
“…..Anyway, I’m really sorry. I’ll make sure to prepare a new hat for you.”
Timofey stroked his long beard and while smiling, he lightly gestured towards the air.
Then, the pieces of the hat that had just fallen to the floor floated in the air, and the pieces were attached together and returned to their original shape.
As my eyes sparkled at that miraculous scene, he lightly chuckled and returned the hat to its original position.
“What’s going on?”
“What is the meaning of this?!”
It was shortly after that the father and sons gathered under the balcony.
* * *
Somehow, I felt like I caused a big trouble, so I just spun the teacup, but suddenly Leav began to applaud.
Consecutively, Dad also applauded, and Bernique and Eryte joined. Eryte even whistled, making me feel incredibly ashamed.
I bowed my head to cover my face, which was probably red. Eventually, the applause gradually stopped.
“That’s very great, Rosiane.”
I raised my head, embarrassed by my father’s tone which seemed to be somehow satisfied.
“Yeah, it’s amazing! I haven’t even destroyed my palace yet. I should learn from you!”
“You keep your head down.”
[tn— kinda means lay low; stay out of trouble]
I looked up at my dad who had an expression of being at tired of Eryte, whose eyes glinted as if he was thinking of some kind of prank. Taking advantage of that opportunity, Bernique quickly spoke.
“Are you hurt anywhere, Rosiane?”
“Yes, I’m fine, but the building is….”
I shut my eyes tightly as I recalled the destroyed white balcony.
“Hoho, however, Your Highness, it is considered better that you do not use magic for a while.”
“I agree with that.”
When I tilted my head at my dad’s consent, Leav explained.
“It must have consumed a lot of physical strength because you condensed the mana you had been restraining and even released it, and if you use this kind of magic continuously while your body is still unstable, you may have a seizure again.”
Right, no matter how much I feel the mana, it’s dangerous until I turn 12. It’s just that the odds of living have slightly increased.
“Ah! I wanted to see Rosiane destroy the building!”
“I won’t do that again, so I’m afraid you won’t be able to see it.”
“Tch, but still. Then, what about I observe whenever you have your magic class?”
When I glanced at Timofey, he shook his head as if he had noticed my intention.
“As you may already know, magic is a very profound study. Your Highness. It requires a lot of concentration, and I am very worried about how much the Princess will be concerned if such a cool brother observes. Hohoho.”
“Hu, huh? That’s true, right? It’ll be hard to focus if a cool brother like me is watching, right?”
Eryte, who felt proud at Timofey’s lie which was as natural as flowing water, looked at me with eyes full of expectations.
“….. Uh… That’s right……?”
I roughly nodded and changed the subject.
“I should do classes outside from now on. Right?”
“That’s right. I mean, we can’t destroy Your Highness’ entire palace. Hoho.”
As we talked, I slowly lost strength and became drowsy, so I rested my head on the shoulder of Bernique who was sitting next to me.
“Are you tired, Rosiane?”
“Yeah, I’m a little tired.”
The feeling of tiredness was the same as when coming back to the classroom after running 10 laps in the playground. Bernique put my flowing hair behind my ears.
“You’d better hurry up and rest. It will be nap time soon, so it’s okay.”
“Yeah, I need to sleep a bit.”
I nodded and looked back at my dad.
“Dad, hurry up and go back, too. It seems like the aide will cry soon.”
When I glanced at my dad’s aide hanging around in front of the open door, he got up from his seat, smacking his lips as if he was disappointed.
“Then rest well, Rosiane.”
Dad, who kissed my forehead briefly, quickly left the drawing room. The aide thanked me with his eyes and quickly followed my dad.
“Thank you for today’s class, Timofey. See you next week.”
“Hoho. You should always keep in mind the mana of your abdomen. Then, I’ll see you next week.”
Timofey politely said goodbye and left. Now, only Eryte, Bernique, Leav and I are left in the room. Eryte, who got up from his seat, pulled my arm.
“Rosiane, let’s sleep together!”
“Where do you think you’re grabbing? Also, my sister will spend time with me.”
Shaking off Eryte’s hand, Leav linked his arms with me and clung to me.
“Wait, what are you saying? Rosiane will be with me.”
Bernique pulled me back and made me lean on his shoulder again. I felt like I was going to lose my mind because they raised their voices and pulled me violently.
The fight continued as if they could not hear me. As I was shaking in the middle, I missed Nanuk so much because he was the one who would prevent this situation.
If Nanuk were, he probably would’ve ordered everyone to quiet down and hug me to get out of this fuss.
“Hey! These two, Don’t you know how to respect your older brother!”
“I will only respect you if you act like an older brother.”
“Is age really that important? I really don’t think you have anything to offer other than being older.”
The weather outside the window is so sunny, but there’s frost in here.
“Huh? Bernique, Leav, do you want to taste this older brother’s fist?”
“For someone who will be nearly 14 soon, you’re childishness is *piercing the sky.”
[tn— means ‘skyrocketing’ just used the literal trans since I’m not sure if ‘skyrocketing’ is used in this story’s setting.]
“I know right. Brother’s childishness is so ridiculous that it’s hard to describe. Don’t you think so, Rosiane?”
“Rosiane, do you also think I’m childish?!”
In a daze, I was waiting for the frost to stop, but suddenly, a snow storm hit me.
Since he’s at the age to get middle school illness. Though of course, he’s usually like that.
[tn— middle school illness means sth like teenagers getting defiant or rebel because of adolescence. To be precise its 2nd year of mid school illness; 8th grade]
I was going to say something more, but Eryte shouted.
“See! She said no! In any case, these guys’ are full of jealousy, you know? They’re like that because Rosiane likes this cool older brother the most. Gosh, this is why you mustn’t be picky.”
“It’s not ‘picky’ but ‘favoritism’. Also, my sister likes me the most. Isn’t that right, sister?”
[tn— so Eryte says 편식 which means (picky with food) Leav then corrects him saying that its (편애) meaning (favoritism or favor) Meaning that it should be “This is why you shouldn’t show any favoritism” not picky, lmao Eryte.]
“What nonsense are you also talking about, little brother? Rosiane likes me the most. Right?”
With the question of who do you like the most, the three passionate eyes turned to me. I took a slow deep breath and said.
“I like dad the most.”
In response to my answer, as if they were sliding down, the three of them simultaneously collapsed on the floor with an expression as if they lost their country.
* * *
“Oh my, it’s really perfect! This Dortha is so happy that I feel like I’m going to die! How can this happen?!”
The designer of “Apiachere,” Dortha de Piachere, frantically shouted as she circled around me.
As she grabbed her blushing face and staggered, her assistant Lilith quickly supported her waist as she was about to fall.
“Hu! Ha! Hu! Ha! I’m all right now.”
Gently pushing away Lilith’s hand, Dortha’s burdensome eyes turned towards me.
“Phew, I showed you an unsightly scene. It’s all because Your Highness is so cute!”
I lightly ignored her starting again *about it being my fault, but Lilith tugged at her arm and whispered.
[tn— Dortha saying it’s her fault for being cute etc.]
“If you say such profane words, you’ll lose your neck!”
Even if you whisper, I can hear everything. That jerk’s repertoire hasn’t changed in three years.
“As expected, Cerulean blue really suits you well, Your Highness the Princess. The silver hair stands out more brightly, and the blue lake-like jewels look deeper. Oh my goodness, all praises came out at my
[tn— here ‘jewels’ refers to her eyes]
Touching the slightly dark blue fabric, Dortha praised her discerning eye. Looking in the mirror, I could understand her praising herself.
This is because the moderately mix of blue and white; the hunting coat with a spread underneath, perfectly fit the upper body and the white trousers and boots wrapped around the calf, really suited me well.
It was understandable that Dortha, who came to check her clothes for the last time before the hunting competition, had her eyes turned upside down.
When I remember my family who will give compliments after seeing this, I think I am afraid as well…….
“Oh right, I almost forgot this!”
When Dortha applauded once, Lilith quickly approached with a hat. It was a hunting bowler hat with white fluffy rabbit fur decorated in a circle.
She put the hat on my head, then took a couple of steps back, looked here and there, and nodded as if satisfied.
Dortha, who was standing next to her, screamed in a sharp voice.
“This won’t do, Your Highness the Princess!!”
As I flinched in surprise at that scream, she rushed to me. Of course, before she could reach me, Lilith’s arms were tightly wrapped around her waist.
“Let go of me! I have to hug Her Highness!” It’s so cute! Oh my goodness really, I guess today is the day of this Dortha’s death! The cause of death is heart attack. Please write this on my tombstone. ‘A sad soul killed by the cuteness of Her Highness Princess Rosiane, sleeps here.’ I’m telling you!”
“Pull yourself together, Miss Dortha!”
Lilith pulled her back even harder, and they both fell on their back at the same time.
I quickly changed my clothes and left the room, leaving the two behind in a rare sight that one couldn’t see even if they paid.