"The scavenger hunt was created by me after all," His Majesty said. Is he really going to reveal his identity to a stranger he just met? I remained quiet as I let him continue speaking. "The scavenger hunt for the Blue Tear Jewel was my idea."
How do I respond to this?
"...I see."
"You do not think I may be lying?"
"You do not seem to be the type to lie to me, kind Sir," I said as I drank my second cup of tea. "Even if I asked for a hint, I doubt that you would hand it over to me so easily."
"You are quite interesting. How about I give you a hint if you are able to accurately guess my occupation?"
I already know where the jewel is and His Majesty being a King...
"You are a Noble..."
"Why do you say that?"
"Your clothes are of high quality from how the thickness of the fabric that they do not belong to a simple merchant..."
"I would not say that you are wrong...Now, what do I do as a Noble?"
"Order people around?"
"...The way you phrase it makes me sound like a tyrant. I am actually the King."
He revealed it...
"You are King as much as I am a Duke's Daughter..."
His Majesty chuckled softly.
He really does not look his age. Some might suspect that he is in his early twenties with his looks and demeanor. If only he would make gentle looks like this more often, maybe he would not be misunderstood so often.
"Your Majes...Sir Arun!" Father called out.
I quickly tried to hide under my hat.
"Oh, Triton..."
Triton is my father? His name is Triston Fire Maddox...my father being called Triton must be a nickname then. They seem very close. Even His Majesty seems relaxed in front of my father.
"Your Majes... Sir Arun, please call me by my name."
My father fumbled twice.
"We have known each other for a long time."
"That is no reason to...May I ask who this individual is?" Father asked.
I quickly bowed my head towards my father. I felt his hard stare bore a hole through me.
"A conversation companion," His Majesty replied.
"...You cannot keep leaving the premises like this."
"I created the scavenger hunt in order to have some leisure time. With everyone out and about, most seats are free."
Devious King...
"You and your whims..."
My father sighed.
"I will follow you if you let me borrow some money," His Majesty said. He placed down some money onto the table. "Thank you for accommodating me."
When they left, my father looked back once.
I am really sorry...
I went home for a bit and left before dawn broke. I wore a short brown wig and had my climbing equipment on me before I left in a hurry.
Just in case anyone would see me, I wore a half face mask.
I secured a climbing route with the grappling hook and rope and began climbing the statue. After climbing to the top of the base, I reached my hand out towards the little bird statue and rubbed one of its eyes.
A natural sparkle came from the beautiful jewel. I tied my waist to the statue and began picking at it with the tools I had available. The jewel into my hand and was placed into a pouch I made earlier. I undid the rope and slid down the base of the statue.
The climb was rather exhausting, so I went back home to rest.
In the morning, I wiped myself with a washcloth and dressed myself in a long light pink and dress with a white ruffled neckline, circular flounce sleeves, and an A-line skirt with ruffles in the back. I added a white lace choker and half parted my hair back with a large white ribbon.
Stella had called me down for breakfast with my family. Seeing my father eat in the morning was a rare sight. He usually set off for the castle early in the morning.
"Good morning, Father and Mother," I said as I delivered a light curtsy.
I joined my father and my mother at a very quiet table.
"...Arielle," Father called.
"Yes, Father?" I answered him.
"...Do you have hobbies like that?" he asked with a worried expression.
He did notice...
"What do you mean by that, Father?" I asked him while playing innocent.
"Never mind..."
It is better that we both forget about it.
"I have business to attend to later today," I told my father. "I will be back before dinner."
"Be careful then," Father said.
"Yes, Father."
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