(EP-167.1) Night #8
167 – Day and Night #8
Narmi could finally catch her breath after the sun had set.
It was the evening when everyone had finished work and returned home. Only then did she complete the piled-up tasks that had been pushed back.
“It’s finally over!”
Narmi stretched with a loud yawn. I almost chuckled, at the thought that Mirna would have not liked such unlady-like behavior.
No, even Mirna probably had moments like that when she was alone, stretching and yawning without care, right?
“What? It’s already evening! I can only rest now? Isn’t this just the same time as before?”
Narmi was clearly disappointed by the setting sun and the dim sky outside the window. She had been working all day, and now that she was finally able to rest, the sun had set.
As Narmi said, this was no different from when she only went out at night.
Of course, it was also because Narmi was inexperienced.
Mirna was quick at handling tasks, that was why she had free time. Narmi still needed a lot of practice to reach that level.
However, Mirna had been living like that all her life, so it would take a lot of time for her sister Narmi to accomplish the same.
I asked, hiding those thoughts.
“Work ended late today. How was it, living your sister’s life for a day?”
“... Today, today was awkward because it’s the first day. It will get better from tomorrow. I’ll finish my work quickly and take a walk during the day. I’m going to watch the flowers and mallard ducks...!”
Indeed, she was right.
It was still the first day, and she hadn’t quite gotten used to it yet. It was a valid excuse.
* * *
“So, I received the ball, and then Adjutant Hans, who was standing next to me, shouted, ‘Elga-nim, please kick the ball this way!”
On a languid afternoon lunch break.
Elga was enthusiastically sharing a story about playing soccer with the soldiers. The only audience of her story was Narmi Draco, whose ruby red eyes blinked as she listened.
I snapped my fingers next to Narmi’s face.
“Miss Mirna, your hands have stopped. These documents need your signature, and they have to be submitted right after lunch.”
“Rig, right-!”
Seukseuk, seukseukseuk.
Narmi had split her time to work and eat. She was working on her lunchtime. As a result, Elga, who had been animatedly sharing her soccer stories with the soldiers, furrowed her brow.
“What’s with you? We’re having an interesting conversation here, and you’re killing the mood. Hey, Mirna, what’s gotten into you lately, working even at the dining table? Where’s your grace as a noble?”
“.......”
If it was Mirna, she might have shot back at Elga’s sarcastic comment. Well, in the first place, Mirna wouldn’t have brought work to the table like Elga had said.
But Narmi could hardly afford to do that.
If she didn’t finish her quota today, she might have to work overtime into the evening. By then, even her break time would be gone.
Seueuk.
Then Aira, who elegantly wiped her lips with a handkerchief, said.
“It seems that the Draco Family’s matters have been keeping you busy. I’ve had those times too. Royal duties in the kingdom are always an endless stream of heavy work. I had numerous responsibilities to handle as the Queen-.”
Aira sighed as if she was really tired. Though that simply confused Elga.
“Cousin, have you ever been busy?”
“Of course~. But as a wise Queen, I found trustworthy and capable people to delegate the troublesome tasks such as our Court’s Theo.”
“... What, aren’t you just giving your work to other people so that you’re not busy!?”
“Dividing the work is one of the Queen’s duties~.”
‘That was true.’
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