55 [16] The Queen of Lower Town

Sergio, whom I heard, looked suspicious in the ear.

Berta, however, went on to say the words before he could say anything.

"Somebody, Lisa. Please come by the city's old clothing store in the morning to procure your outfit like that. And don't forget to redeem gold coins."

"I understand. I know what you mean."

"Wait, Your Highness? It won't be... as much as it takes."

Lisa, a learned samurai, just left the room in glorious disregard of the bewildering Sergio. This is what a samurai who has done evil with all sorts of things since she was at home.

And Berta didn't actually have to ask permission from her husband's squire to act either. He has no authority over Berta that far.

"You're not my tutor."

It's important not to be bad at times like this.

Berta knows as a rule of thumb that he can win a push if he's grand enough for the head-headed honor student opponent of this hand.

Berta goes on to round up Sergio looking for words to say.

"I don't mind reporting it to Your Majesty, but we're here to inspect the city. It's also important to look around at what's actually going on in the city. I can persuade His Majesty himself with this claim of direction."

"... yes, yes, there will be no one who can stop His Highness from speaking in a pleasant way."

"It's okay. I'll buy you a souvenir, and I'll report back to you afterwards."

Sergio changed his blood phase yet another step to this statement.

"Wait, are you going to go to the city? There's a lot of people over there, and they don't have good eyes for protection."

It would be natural. What do you do when you go outside in a commercial city and you don't shop?

"We're going to meet on that now. Bring in my escorts and a few of the guards who are used to this city. It's cloudy and sneaky for you."

Sergio was also reluctant for some time afterwards, but in time he became an accomplice with dead eyes as he stopped to think.

"Mr. Nina. You look really good in that town girl outfit."

That's what my senior samurai Lisa told me, and Nina, who I thought was absolutely derogatory, made me look thoughtless. But Lisa laughs back brightly like she has no intention of hating it at all.

"Oh. I'm praising you purely. Some people only look aristocratic in such clothes, and such a samurai cannot accompany you in your patience."

If you ask me, she hadn't dressed herself just to help support a few women.

"... that's not what Lisa's going to do"

"I'm sorry to hear that, but I left a message. Berta, I have a lot to do to deceive your absence. Take a bath."

Bath? and Nina caught on a little, but I doubt the M.O. I'm used to doing more than that.

"Has Her Highness done this every so often?"

"No way. Not once in King's Landing. It would be hard if the queen could remember the face of the common man on her knees."

"So when did you want to go to your home?

"Your Majesty and your companions seem to be returning for the evening, and you should encourage Berta to return soon."

Even though suddenly her ears couldn't be farther away, Lisa spent time completely ignoring Nina's query. I have more than enough to look into.

A little, to Berta's appearance coming out of the back room, that's what Nina flashed.

"You're doing great. Berta."

"Hehe, Lisa's sourcing skills are good."

She was in a very good mood and showed herself on the spot as she let the hem of the gray garment with the calves swoop.

The dark hair, which is always glossy, is deliberately tied with cluttered hands to the bosom. It's a face that also dropped expensive red and aristocratic makeup.

Even if you dress up as a common man, you still have the elegance to get zero. It is not a raw thing called... etc.

"Good thing. We shouldn't be halfway there."

She told the samurai as she walked with no heart or more footsteps than usual.

"Be patient, so refrain from honoring me or naming me while I'm outside. Call me your sister."

"Yes, sir."

"I know you didn't tell me, sister."

The samurai, who are adapting to her and hanging up, follow and change their attitude so much.

Soon he rendezvoused with the soldiers of the escort who were dressed and waiting, and Berta continued to check the precautions without precipitation.

"Your escort is holding you back about twenty steps from me, so you won't leave me so you won't lose sight of me."

While Nina was making her eyes black and white, a line of patience gently left the mansion through the back door. Without the samurai and Sergio's lead while dressed as samurai, even Her Royal Highness would have been mistaken for a common man in her current attire and stopped by the guards of the mansion.

(You're lying. You sure you want to go? Nobody stops you?

No. Even Nina would be lying if she said she was somewhat less curious in her confusion. But even assuming Her Royal Highness the Queen of a country, I never thought it would be so much out of the eyes of security.

(... what the hell is this place)

Nina's curiosity, however, shriveled rapidly as she stepped into reality.

Nina was scared as soon as she entered the street of the market.

density and calories of people. Even at the festival, I've never been in such a bustle.

"That's amazing."

"It's probably the most crowded time."

The women who are supposed to have the same patience are oddly pale. I don't know why I'm fine. Voices like the anger of merchants, outdoor shopkeepers, and guests.

Besides, it smells like baked bread, fried food, and so on. I feel sick and unable to stand.

"... Hey, do it"

If I'd calmed down a little, there would have been escorts guarding the queen away, but I didn't think so then. I'm not kidding. If I fall off in a place like this, I die.

Why should I be brought to such a strange city far from the king's capital? Confusion makes me almost overflowing with tears.

That's when a suddenly stretching hand from the crowd grabbed Nina's arm hard.

"Hih!"

Nina, who almost screamed, saw a long woman with a rugged face. You can tell in an instant how many crowds.

"Already! What are you doing? I'll leave you alone."

"Him, Your Highness,"

She was angry at Nina for inadvertently divulging her name.

"Huh? What are you sleeping on?"

Her Royal Highness, perfectly familiar with the outfit and venue of the day, stared at the powerful score, where Nina finally calmed down just a little.

Or she's usually more scared of herself than this situation.

"Hey, Sasa."

"I'm coming."

Berta grabbed Nina's hand as it was and stayed connected, moving all the way to the city centre.

- Ma'am, ma'am, hey, over here! Look at that!

- Why don't you stop by?

- It's fresh fish!

She looked around a lot in the way that she was still looking, being heard far from the people. One of them stops his legs in front of an outdoor store lined with lots of fruit.

"Ma'am, I just bought all of them this morning and they're fresh."

"Oh really. Cheap pomegranate."

There's no way they know each other, but they start talking as if they were familiar.

"I've been coming in from the south a lot lately. Three copper coins for one, five for two?

"I'll take three. Make it six."

I don't know what conversation she started. Nina didn't have the concept of negotiating the price of the item and getting it to the price.

"Oh, fine, fine. Bring it."

Berta took the copper coin out of the little cage in her hand and handed it to her. Continue the reward while viewing the products lined up.

"Nice assortment."

"Of course it tastes good."

"Aren't you purchasing this pomegranate pretty much from the south? The fruit is small and sweet."

"I bought it from a merchant in Saramak."

"Saramak? It will take five days for me to come by boat bypassing the evil road. So there's so much fresh fruit coming? Profit?

The shopkeeper looked somewhat unexpected, although he was only suspicious of Berta.

"Ma'am, I don't know much about you. Could you be from over there?

"Yes, I was south before I came to my wife."

I'm not lying, but Nina does for a moment because she tells things that generalize her marriage too much.

"Recently, from a tributary city in the south, we were able to cross a big ship. It's gonna be cheaper and better in the south."

"That's a good thing. I can't believe you're getting nostalgic flavors easily."

Did the shopkeeper feel better that he was from the south himself, adding another item to Berta?

"Oh, okay? Thanks."

"Bring it. Don't eat the southern flavor on my husband."

"Yeah, I will!

Berta carefully slipped the fruit into the cage and broke up with the shopkeeper as she waved her hands wide.

Even then she stopped unconstructively in front of a few shops and shopped as if she were a housewife in this city normally.

Nina managed to follow her as she was stuck with her or another maid of honor.

Her Royal Highness laughs loudly with her mouth open, as if she were a common woman.

I don't think it belongs to the same woman with a smile on her face, who usually has no problems as a queen.

In the royal palace, Her Royal Highness intimidates the surroundings and gives a cold impression of their appearance.

(... who? Who is the woman in front of me now?)

After doing so for a while, when Nina was spending time enduring her painful legs, the crowd became noisy at first sight.

The noise apparently propagates from the direction of the city's boulevard.

"The Kingsguard knight has begun paying for the boulevard! Maybe there's a street for His Majesty the King!

"Really? I didn't see you when you arrived yesterday."

"I want to see it at a glance, it's a rare opportunity!

People curiously flow along the boulevard with their eyes shining.

Seeing it, Her Royal Highness in Patience Mode said something.

"Let's go see it too!

No, you will be seen whenever you return to the mansion during your stay.

Or just isn't it time? Your Majesty is also returning from his scheduled visit today.

Much to say, but not against her momentum, the line flushed with the crowd to the boulevard.

Nina was crushed in the crowd and very close to looking forward.

However, after a while the crowd's cheer grew so loud that I managed to grasp the situation.

Perhaps directly next to you, Your Majesty and Kingsguard will soon be on your way.

Beautiful stunning horses chosen and Kingsguard knights, a profession they admire. And surrounded by following them, His Majesty the King of our country. That man. The queue looks just fine.

Nina couldn't move and was just looking up at the side of Berta standing right next to her.

From her long-sleeved gaze, it looks like the boulevard is overlooking.

She was in an exciting crowd and somewhat floating. Just a cool, smug look.

That sounds like a lot of fun that day, not like a woman with a face who could have become a commoner. But it was not the usual expression of Her Royal Highness.

Obviously one in the crowd. Only she stares at where she should be, quietly as time has stopped, and thus from afar.

In fact, what does Berta think right now? I can't even imagine Nina. Though I look like just a airy housewife today.

"Ah."

As she made a slightly ominous voice, one of the maids nearby asked.

"How are you?

Probably just found it.