Post-Processing
Come to think of it, I've barely spoken to my brothers.
No, we've even seen each other a few times.
One of them.
Daviz's body is lying in front of me.
Is it because he fell from the horse?
Every part of his body is pointing in a direction it should not.
"Princess, it’s definitely the traitor Daviz."
"I see…"
The general happily takes off his helmet.
"Thanks to his helmet, the only wound on his head is an arrow wound on his forehead."
The Kingsguard and platoon commanders also get excited about the topic.
"But this wound can be well concealed by pulling down his bangs."
Meanwhile, Samarielle was displeased.
Then, suddenly, the halberd's handle makes a sound on the floor.
That sound makes everyone stop talking.
"Queen Eriol, you should make a decision."
"…What?"
"Whether Davis should be hanged, burned, or buried with dignity."
"Do I decide?"
"Yes, you should decide."
When I look up
The general and the guards looked apologetic.
"I'm very sorry…"
"That was a disrespectful remark without considering the princess's wishes."
Honestly, I have mixed feelings too.
Anger at the traitor who brought Shelma into this state and
The feeling that at least we knew each other, that we were family.
"…Please bury him with dignity."
""I understand!""
Everyone walks out.
As soon as it gets quiet, I lose the strength in my legs and feel like I'm about to fall down.
"Oops, are you okay?"
"Thank you, Samarielle."
Samarielle supports me.
"What should I do now?"
"Let's head to the capital as soon as Daviz's burial is finished."
"Will I become queen?"
"Yes, don't worry. I'll do whatever it takes to make you."
What a strong person
Even though he was just the same age as me, his life was threatened and he was in a tragic situation.
"It has been agreed that some soldiers and sensei will handle the aftermath here."
"What about you?"
"I will serve as your bodyguard."
That's very reassuring
I could never say such a thing about the general or the Kingsguard, but...
"I don't have any knowledge, so I have to rely on you for a lot of things. Samarielle."
"Yes, please leave it to me."
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