Yasashī Shinjitsu to Seiryaku Kekkon Volume 1 Chapter 7

Yasashī s.h.i.+njitsu to Seiryaku Kekkon Vol I Chapter 7

Matilda tilted her head, looking at the flowers.

T

he time they were together was short, but a person who seemed to be rather thoughtful and careful only sends withered flowers, without a note. It seemed odd.

it was not that Matilda thought he truly liked her, but she felt that Leandroth is not the one to behave this say. So…

Was he unwell?

Had something happened in his duties?

Matilda felt anxious, so decided to go and visit Leandroth. She turned to her maid to ask her to request a visit. Matilda did not bring her own maids with her from home, so when she was a.s.signed maids, she was a little nervous. She was always a bit reluctant to ask them to do anything, but the maid was delighted and said, ‘I will go and tell the Emperor’s aide immediately.’ And she rushed off.

Matilda gave an astonished smile at the maid’s behaviour. She looked at the other maids who remained in the room quietly waiting for her requests.

She realised when she arrived in Barens.h.i.+aga, the att.i.tude towards her was rather mild. There had been no incident of her being ridiculed or being hara.s.sed. Although, this was a marriage that Bares.h.i.+aga wanted, Icecoreta could only accept. If someone wanted to be derogatory Icecoreta was sometimes looked upon as Barens.h.i.+aga’s slave, based on their size, position and ratio of the export volume, but no one had said anything unkind to her in the castle.

Everyone seemed rather welcoming. It was surprising. (Zuben: So you've finally pulled your head out of your a.r.s.e, huh)

Before leaving her home and all she’d known, her father had nothing to say about the Barens.h.i.+aga Empire or its Emperor Leandroth.

‘Be happy,’ was all he said. It was strange to think of how.

The princess of another country is usually treated like a diplomat of their country.

Although she have moved into her husband’s house, life here was similar to that of her childhood home.

She was in Barens.h.i.+aga as a representative of the Icecoreta Kingdom. However, Matilda was treated well and with care. Thankfully.

From what Leandroth told her, it seemed that she had been selected for the position of Empress by va.s.sals of the Empire. The idea made her feel honoured. But what about the other va.s.sals and lords? There must be other high ranking citizens that would like their daughter to be Empress. And also the princesses of other neighbouring countries would see “Empress Balenciaga” as an attractive position.

If you know that the princess of a country like a genre such as a country of marriage gets married, it will surely rise as if it is appropriate.

Trying to think objectively, that marriage might be a little out of her league.

First of all, age: it would be nice to have children at a younger age than she was, and therefore look youthful and well for longer.

Secondly, her intelligence and social skills; while she was sure that she was somewhat intelligent, she wasn't as confident in her social skills. Maybe, she should have made friends with her mother in law. It would be easier to blend into the family more naturally.

Matilda sighed and rested her chin on her hand on the armrest of the wisteria chair.

‘Princess Matilda, are you well?’

One of the maids attending to her looked at her expression worriedly. Matilda smiled at her,

‘I am fine, nothing is wrong.’ She did not know if her smile looked right.

Her thought returned to the random stuff,  she had began to study books that showcased the local produce and crafts of Barens.h.i.+aga and a guide of tourist attractions. She had been thinking of going out to play by herself. From the tourist attractions, you can know the distinctive features of an area. From the environment, with animals and plants that grow, well-known products. In Barens.h.i.+aga’s climate, crops grow easily.

While thinking of this and that (Zuben: and other random nonsense that wasn't cohesive¬.¬), the maid she had sent to request an appointment with Leandroth returned. She looked rather worried,

‘What’s the matter?’ Matilda asked.

Her maid’s face grew flushed as she said quite quickly, ‘Princess, the Emperor would like your a.s.sistance at his office.’

‘Eh?’ Matilda blinked twice.

But she was a Princess of another country! Foreign royalty does not partic.i.p.ate in the political affairs of the country they are visiting. So why then?

She tilted her head (Zuben: Again…), ‘Our Emperor is in a spot of a bother; he has not slept for two days! Princess Matilda, please help.’

It seemed strange to be excited about the turn of events, but Matilda rose from her chair with excitement tickling her belly.

‘Bring me my navy blue dress. I will leave matching accessories to you. A light make up, as well. No strong perfumes because it would be distracting in the office. Also, may I have an hourgla.s.s?’

She had started throwing instructions about without thinking. They were citizens of the Balenciaga empire; a Princess from another country shouldn't order them about like a matter of course. (Zuben: She must have been very sheltered.)

However, the attendants all together gave a bright and cheerful, ‘Yes!’

Matilda blinked in surprise.

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She changed into her navy blue dress, it had a high collar and silver b.u.t.tons down the back. Black lace peeked from splits in the shoulders and lined the edges. She looked very smart. Once she was dressed, she went straight to the Emperor’s office.

On entering the room, there was a strange smell. Going through the receiving room and into the office, she found Leandroth buried under mountains of files and paperwork.

‘Mattie,’ his voice was tired. His expression looked like he had been drained of energy, he had dark circles under his eyes. He raised his hand weakly at her,

‘Your Majesty,’

‘Leandroth,’ he replied, he seemed to want to hear her call his name, but the office was not an appropriate place, so she pushed, ‘I will refrain from calling you informally at the office.’ She said primly. She really was not cute. But Leandroth laughed though sleepily.

He was useless in this state. For now, sleep was the best medicine.

Matilda begins to order the attendants and secretaries in the office.

‘Please, shut all the curtains in the private room. Your Majesty you need to go and have a nap. Someone get a blanket so his Majesty doesn't catch a cold,’

She turned to Leandroth with a bit of an imperious att.i.tude,

‘Your Majesty, please have a nap for now. We will wake you up in a little while.’

‘But…’

He seemed hesitant, but Matilda did not budge,

‘It is useless, if you don’t sleep you will only make more mistakes and it would only be more ha.s.sle to untangle.’

Without waiting for Leandroth’s reply, she turned to the maids,

‘Send for two guards. When they arrive, tell them to take the doc.u.ments to the receiving room. When they are done, we will divide the doc.u.ments into categories and then go from there,’

‘Mattie?’ Leandroth called. He’d been watching Matilda throw orders here and there

‘Your Majesty, if you don’t go to sleep now, your nap time will decrease.’

 Leandro laughed and said, ‘Alright, good luck, future wife,’ he chuckled as he went to his private room.

Outside the window, the sun had just gone past noon.

‘Princess, I have brought the guards.’

Matilda nodded. The guards she presented where a young guard and an older more experienced looking guard.

Just right, she thought. Matilda smiled at them and said,

‘Gentlemen, I need your help to bring the doc.u.ments from the office to the receiving room. These doc.u.ments as you know are usually only handled by the Emperor and his aides, therefore, I would like you to watch us for any restless movements.’

‘Restless?’ The elder palace guard asked.

‘If a doc.u.ment goes missing, you can be witness that none of us took anything from these rooms.’

With that said, they began to move the doc.u.ments to the receiving room.

Zuben: