Touch My Brother and You Die - Chapter 249

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Yes, we’d both be incredibly embarrassed. In the middle of the night, I’d dragged every doctor in the kingdom searching for Lucilucil while he was supposedly dying, even pounding on Marius’s door, and then his condition improved because the stress he’d been under disappeared. Anyone would feel ashamed. Of course, the fact that Lucilucil is genuinely enjoying life at our house is a good thing, but still.
“Well then… shall we head home?”
“Well then, shall we head home?”
“…Yes.”
“Take some medicine on your way out. It’s a sedative. The stimulation might be intense, so it could be uncomfortable.”
Ha, yes. Medicine. Yes, I’ll take it faithfully. Goodbye. Seeing you in your nightclothes, it seems you were about to retire. We’re terribly sorry for the intrusion. Yes, have a good night.
After exchanging pleasantries with Marius, I fled the Royal Palace in a flurry. Throughout the carriage ride home, the three of us didn’t exchange a single word, and when we arrived at the Duke’s Mansion, the culprit who’d dumped strange seasoning into Lucilucil’s food was already caught, kneeling in punishment at the entrance.
The culprit was Asterion and Leon’s associate Olivia—Father explained that Olivia was the one who carried out the deed, while Asterion was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes.
While we were away, Asterion confessed through tears that he’d done it hoping Lucilucil would die quickly from high blood pressure. The shocking revelation that he’d been adding rock salt to Lucilucil’s food for the past year caused Grandfather Crowley to create an enormous emotional distance between himself and Leon.
And contrary to what I expected, Lucilucil forgave Leon surprisingly easily, then shut himself away in the palace for a while, smoking hookah incessantly. He must have had much to contemplate.
Let him be. All I can do is watch over him until he recovers and stands on his own again. He’s a man who survived like a weed through any circumstance, so he’ll be able to brush this off without difficulty. I trust my husband.
Let’s leave it be. All I can do is watch and wait until he recovers and stands on his own again. He’s a man who has survived like a weed in any circumstance, so he’ll be able to brush off this situation without much trouble. I trust my husband.

There was still no news from Cherepia, and while Lucilushi was still smoking hookah, an invitation came from the royal palace.
I naturally lost the invitation competition, but Father didn’t mock me—he simply smiled contentedly and instructed everyone to prepare for an outing.
Of course I lost in the battle for the invitation, but Father didn’t mock me—he simply smiled contentedly and instructed everyone to prepare for the outing.
This banquet feels different somehow. With that premonition, I examined the invitation, and sentences that clearly reflected the Crown Prince’s and Crown Princess’s intentions jumped out at me. The guests were only from Edanelli, Noctram, and Rocksburg, plus relatives of the Royal Family who’d seen the young heir.
In other words, this was a party pressuring the Crown Prince and Crown Princess to produce an heir soon!
“Summon Louis and Benjamin! They’ll have free time since it’s the off-season anyway!”
This is exciting—bringing Eri along for a Royal Palace party! Capo and Theodore won’t be able to stay at the Crown Prince’s Palace since they’ll need intimate time together after being stimulated by this party, so I’ll have to impose on Four Spans’s residence again, won’t I?
Returning to the office with this thrilling news, Glen voiced his concerns first.
“Eri is still very young. Won’t she struggle with such a sudden change in environment?”
“A nursemaid will accompany her. If it does become a burden on Eri, we’ll send her back immediately. His Highness will understand.”
At my suggestion, Glen felt somewhat reassured and said he’d continue to stay by Eri’s side. I’m truly grateful for Glen’s gentle nature. Since I’m busy with official duties and can’t give Eri much attention, having the Prince care for her is incredibly reassuring.
“Young Mistress! I heard the news! What concept should we go with for this occasion!”
Ah, Violet’s excitement has risen at this rare opportunity. This woman, who’d honed her skills by combining hobby with practical benefit until she became head of the dressmaking operations within the Mansion, was ready to produce samples immediately upon receiving orders.
If we attend where all the other noble families are present, we’ll probably look dull and fail to stand out. I do want to wear something with more impact.
Thinking it over, I recalled Lucilucil’s wedding attire and Marius’s everyday clothes from long ago, which had been absolutely stunning, and I suddenly cried out.
“Largol! We’ll go with a fusion of Largol and Aleine clothing!”
“I shall obey your orders, Young Mistress!”
“And I prefer men’s clothing that fits snugly to the body!”
“Me too!”
Yes, I trusted that you’d understand, Violet. Spread your wings freely. I even permit you to create that self-indulgent garter belt.
At my generous decision, Violet became so excited she let out a shriek and bolted from the office. Lily seemed embarrassed by her friend’s behavior, but Leon looked pleased that his sewing instructor was happy.
Leon is still a warm-hearted boy toward his people. If I appeal this point to Count Crowley, I might be able to help him develop affection for the boy.
“I should inform His Highness beforehand. There will be many people accompanying us.”
Count Crowley will naturally come, and I can’t leave Magnus behind so I’ll have to bring him, and Sage must go as guardian and supervisor. The Count is the type to lecture even in front of Father and Mother, so he’ll certainly give the Crown Prince couple an earful, which means His Majesty the King and Her Majesty the Queen will surely welcome us… but.
The problem is Four Spans, whose residence we’ll be imposing upon. Should I bring some contraband premium liquor as a bribe? Since she hasn’t touched alcohol in quite some time, she’d definitely go wild if I smuggled some in. If that doesn’t work, there’s also the method of leveraging Mother through John… If all else fails, I’ll just camp in front of the Princess’s Palace. A campfire would be fun.
If it were Father, he’d probably brag about sleeping next to the King’s bedchamber, but that wouldn’t be comfortable for anyone but him. I needed to find an alternative. Camping, of course. There was no other option. Father loved the outdoors and animals anyway, so he’d agree if I suggested bringing camping gear.

Royal Family Reunion ~Party for Children~ The weather was very nice that day, and the number of people dressed up was clearly visible. Glenn looked very shy, as if he was a little embarrassed because he wasn’t used to wearing tight-fitting clothes, and Lucy Lucy looked great in them as if they were her own clothes.
The day of the Royal Family Social Gathering ~A Party for Children~ dawned with beautiful weather, and everyone dressed up looked radiant. Glen seemed a bit embarrassed and shy, unaccustomed to form-fitting clothes—quite a sight to behold—while Lucilucil wore his outfit as though it were made for him alone.
The clothes were tailored to accentuate every curve and contour, so naturally they fit his frame perfectly, and since they were his homeland’s garments, he was familiar with them. Still, among the people of Largol, only a handful could carry off such attire with such grace.
Case in point: my eldest son, Luke, despite being from Largol, looked absolutely dreadful in his outfit. Even though the size and color were tailored specifically for him, he looked like a foreign tourist on a sightseeing trip. Lucilucil and I laughed ourselves silly.
That fellow hadn’t worn Largol clothing even once since arriving in Aleine. I’d wondered if he avoided it because he had bad memories of Chatel, but it seemed he simply didn’t suit the style at all. I wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or worried—if he went to tonight’s banquet dressed like that, people would laugh at him.
Sage and Magnus also looked like foreign tourists renting traditional Largol clothing at historical sites. This made Luke look more like Sage’s son than mine, which stung a little.
Magnus wore Sage’s special mana restraints, which did detract from his appearance somewhat, but since I’d once gone around draped in chains and shackles myself, no one would find it particularly strange. People would assume the Rocksburg group had their reasons for dressing as they did.
Janet had been dragged away by Dorothy before she could enter the palace as part of our household, and Jack, still not over his anger at me regarding the filming incident, refused to wear the clothes I’d given him and remained in his usual guard uniform.
I’d have to get Aster to force him to change later. Honestly, there’s no respect for one’s master these days, no respect at all.
“Young Master, Eri has finished changing.”
The nanny Jannen… when she wore the Rocksburg servant uniform, she looked like an end-of-century loser, but dressed in Largol-style clothing, she resembled a popular gladiator from the Colosseum.
“Jannen, sit beside me. You need to continue looking after Eri.”
“No, I couldn’t possibly sit with you, my lord and lady…”
“If you don’t sit, my husbands will fight.”
The carriage was a four-seater, already filled with Mother, Father, and me, so the remaining seat rightfully belonged to Eri, who would inherit the Duke’s title after me. This nanny needed to realize sooner rather than later just how influential a person she would become.
Eri already became well-behaved in front of her nanny, and as she grew, this woman’s influence would only increase, never diminish. Just look at the Crown Prince’s nanny—she committed such grave disrespect that an ordinary person would have died ten times over, yet she sits in prison, brazenly writing novels and living the high life.
“You need to become accustomed to the Royal Palace as well. The nanny of Elpium Rocksburg is not merely a position for childcare.”
Though it was late in coming, I spoke up since both Father and Mother were present. The Duke nodded and added his own experience.
“It’s a dangerous position precisely because of that. My own nanny was poisoned because of a survivor from the Cissel Family. She was someone who endured even Louis’s pranks. We lost someone precious.”
“From what I’ve heard from the Duke, my childhood tutor embezzled and fled, but stumbled and drowned in the river. Of course, no one from our household had a hand in it.”
“Quite right. There’s no evidence.”
“Without evidence, there’s no crime.”
As I chimed in with a laugh, Father too found amusement in teasing the nanny and laughed heartily, while Mother chuckled and squeezed the nanny’s hand firmly.
“Eddie and Rosie enjoy jokes. You’ll need to get used to it.”
“Yes… Duchess.”
“Though I should mention, that last bit was meant as a joke, but it wasn’t a lie.”

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