
However, Urana and Count did not react at all. Raie left too, they ate his breakfast until a snack arrived. Camile said that a plate of pastries and green tea had been served in her private room.
"That boy..," the Count grumbled his wrinkled forehead. "When do you understand the job of being king?"
Urana. Not for fear of false talk, but he too enjoys fresh sweet fruit pieces that are served specifically for him. Urana turned his head when the Count called his name.
"I wish you a lot about that activity." He said nothing more. The Count left with his cane with the two warriors. A good move. Urana was afraid of the Count why-why because of the age factor.
The last meal he ate. In one blink, his bright purple iris suddenly darkened.
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A lovely evening to just relax. Urana with similar pajamas-just different colors, today she wears pink-sitting on a wooden lounge chair. The book that unfolded and the cup of black coffee that was still spewing out thick steam.
Hah, it's been a long time since he's been like this, Urana thought with a long sigh.
"All right...." For a moment Urana picked up the book along with the fountain pen she had borrowed from the Count. There are 3 points written there.
The first point: get closer to the palace residents other than Raie. If Urana and they manage to get along, there is little advantage when she is threatened by Raie or about to infiltrate her study. However, Urana just knew Eve and Camile, and even then not too familiar.
Second point: frequent royal events. Urana knew this point was quite difficult, considering she had just married the son of a Count due to an accident. But based on the royal film he watched during his time as Anaru, his position as a new member of the royal family will get an invitation sooner. Perhaps they were curious about how beautiful Urana was. I don't know. Most importantly, as long as he does not have a workspace, he will make the best use of it to scan a letter for Raie whose show he is still willing to do despite having to disguise himself.
And the last point: observing Raie's work while in the room. This is the hardest. Raie rarely visits the cramped place and fights more often. Even if she sits down to take care of the documents and letters, Urana will get the reward of a death blow from a cruel husband named Raie Shourette. Who would want to let go of being tortured to death for the sake of his beloved husband? Therefore, this point will look for Urana through the observation of the palace of Raie's workspace. A sigh of relief came out indicating he finished observing the plan.
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The breakfast session and the conversation with the Count had ended, but from yesterday Urana's thoughts were only on the first point of her plan. This time, Urana would quickly meet the servant she knew. Maybe Eve or Camile, but where are they?
Urana with a gray canal continued to walk slowly down the hallway full of luxury goods. The longer, the Urana made bete. This is the result if you do not socialize with the surrounding population.
Plis, one waiter out!
Urana's words are answered when she sees Camile coming out of a room. Looks like the Count's room. It was also my first time to this hallway. It is too bright in the morning at noon because the walls are lined with giant windows.
"Ah, Miss Urana." The blond woman curled her neck bowed respectfully without needing to put her tray. "Your Majesty is in the room."
Truly professional. "I didn't come here to see him" Urana replied with a small laugh.
"Then?" Camile bought in surprise, even as his hand closed its gaping mouth. "Is Miss a whimper? Like tea---or...."
"I really need something, Camile. But not food." While inwardly, he laughed at Camile's agitated behavior. It turns out that he was desperate to be so.
"That's it?" camile asked with a plain look. Urana immediately smiled widely and said: "I want to shop with you!"