I Am The Queen's

#28.

Then, remembering the words of Detrian who stated that today Clara will train physical strength and muscles, Clara decided to tie her hair like a ponytail.

While some strands of hair are still short and can not be combined to tie, Clara just leave it and look like cutouts bangs.

Clara who feels enough with a look like this immediately wears any shoes that look flat and comfortable.

Clara straight out of the room without wearing makeup or the like, because the color of her lips are like cherry blossoms, eye eyebrow lines are neatly arranged like colored with eyebrow pencil when not, but not, And the color of the net in the form of dark brown, which will look very bright if exposed to light, has become a complete asset without wearing makeup.

"I'm done. Now take me to the dinner table, for it has been ten minutes since your arrival. Kasian Detrian waited a long time. " Said Clara whose eyes had just scanned the clock hanging on the wall.

"Baa.. Alrighty.. I'll take you."

One servant stood before Clara to lead the way, while the other three walked behind Clara in a whisper.

"What a beautiful Miss Clara... "

"Without dressing up is already that beautiful, especially in grooming with our skills... He'll look like an angel. "

"You're right. Let's just say a real prayer, so there'll be an opportunity where we can court Miss Clara."

The three servants behind whispered very quietly, not even the servant who was leading the way heard.

But Clara could hear everything clearly, like the three of them were whispering with a large volume of sound.

Indeed on some occasions this hearing is very useful for Clara, but not with moments and themes like this. Clara who is rarely praised and commented honestly like that even tried her hardest so that a tinge of red blushing does not appear on her face.

After a few minutes, a large door was opened by two men wearing the clothes of a soldier with Roman royal characteristics, and the other servants did not come inside, Just Clara.

When Clara just entered the room, her netra immediately saw Detrian who was wearing glasses with a long-sleeved white shirt, was waiting for her while staring at the apples in front of her. Detrian is an apple lover.

"Good morning. Sorry to keep you waiting so long... " Without lingering for long, Clara immediately sat down on a wooden chair with her many carvings and spread a small white cloth on her lap, lest there be any crumbs of food crumbs that fell off, not dirtying his pants.

"Wait a long time ? I think only this time there's a woman getting ready in ten minutes. It's more than that." As he spread the cloth on his lap, Detrian answered Clara's words earlier.

"No, I'm just watching from Drakor. But according to my logic, women make up is long. Because there are so many types of makeup placed on their faces, maybe your makeup is not thick, so dress up quickly. "

While raising a glass of juice to drink, Detrian explained his logic about women's makeup. Even though he himself was not sure of his answer, understandably.. Singles from birth about her.

"I don't make up at all Detrian. Just shower, wash your face with the same soap, then rinse with water. That's it, nothing more and nothing less." Answer Clara while eating bread that has been smeared with chocolate jam.

"Puuuuuuffffff" Detrian spouted the juice He had just drank upon hearing Clara's reply.

"Wow.. The power of your bursts is like a whale huh. See, the loaf of bread on the table is full of the burst of heavenly juice. It was amazing, "while continuing to chew the bread that had been smeared with jam earlier, Clara commented with a flat face without showing disgust or so on. Because he thought that Detrian was sprained, so it was natural that Detrian spouted his juice.

"Ka.. You don't make up at all ?? " Wiping away some of the droplets that were still around his mouth, Detrian asked Clara about her makeup and her type.

"Yes. And this is a tissue, please wipe it properly Your mouth. Because it could be that I feel disgusted when I just feel ordinary."

While giving a few strands of tissue to Detrian, Clara looked at the face of the owner of the black net who seemed to not believe what Clara had just said.

"....... " Detrian who cleaned his mouth with the tissue obtained from Clara earlier, still remain stunned by reality.

"Detrian ? Is it because of a juice sprain, the pain you feel makes you lose focus like when on the car ? " Sighing in a warm sip of milk, Clara asked with her tail eyes looking at Detrian.

"Ah.. No. gabe.. I think your face when you met yesterday was full of make up, but natural yes.. Wow, I didn't choose the wrong woman. " Detrian muttered in a small voice, hoping Clara could not hear him. But unfortunately, his thoughts did not match reality.

"I don't choose the wrong woman ? You mean who ? Me ? " In light, Clara asked Detrian. Clara had no idea that her question could mean anything else. Maybe because it has not been chatting for a long time, so the vocabulary that comes out of Clara's mouth can not be analyzed more deeply.

Detrian who was shocked because of his mutterings heard by Clara immediately rounded his eyes, and was opening thousands of archives of answers piled in his mind, in order to answer Clara's question that was too honest.

"I... Ja.. Yes, you, I didn't choose the wrong woman who would help me with our deal last night. " It was either a miracle or whatever, but Detrian was very grateful for getting a reasonable answer for now.

"Oh, yes, too. Because the kingdom that is still left until this moment only three kingdoms. So inevitably, only I can help you."

Clara who did not want to feel suspicious in the slightest continued to eat her bread until it ran out, and drank two glasses of milk.

The servants who were in charge of lifting the loaves blessed by the burst of juice from Detrian also stifled laughter, for only this time did they see their salting masters and the malice of seeking answers.