It was finally Dyson’s birthday.

I visited the Third Prince’s Palace early in the morning.

I wanted to sleep more in the morning, but I had to prepare Cassion.

This time, the wagon easily crossed the Palace’s gate.

Though surprisingly I did appreciate the smell of straws with adequate sunlight and moisture.

“It’s not bad, but I don’t want to smell it anymore.”

Wrapped in straw, I felt like I returned to my senses.

“Let’s bear going in and out with the wagon today.”

I clenched my fists.

As I closed my eyes, I felt a certain unevenness on the floor of the palace. It was because the wagon bounced roughly.

Feeling the bumps in the royal palace, I remembered what I had prepared to go to the dinner.

Pollock, Janice, Rupert and Rumdrax had a hard time over the past few days to go to Dyson’s birthday dinner.

It was not just a meal, but a meal for the First prince.

Everyone invited would come out dressed up more splendidly than their usual clothes they usually wear.

However, Cassion had no clothes or accessories to wear for this birthday dinner.

I ran into difficulties even before I went to the banquet. The clothes that were previously bought were among the finest among ready-made clothes, but they wouldn’t do for matching clothes.

There was not enough time to make matching new outfits.

‘I should’ve made it beforehand.’

We met quite a few times in a short time, but I didn’t think of that.

Unfortunately, I decided to buy ready-made clothes and make them as fancy as possible.

The designer suggested a form of ruffle on children’s ready-to-wear. Cassion freaked out, but I dismissed his opposition.

The seamstress had to measure the size of the person to wear and go through the fabrics several times, but the complicated process was also omitted.

The designer made quite plausible clothes just by listening to the commission stated by the Pollock and I explained it to Cassion.

I chose and prepared accessories that were gender-neutral among the ones I used.

Janice, who had never done men’s hair, took charge of Cassion’s hair. Because of that, Janice went into hard practice and Rumdrax fell victim to practice.

And Rupert, too.

“I need a very strong painkiller. It has to maintain a clearer mind than usual, so it has to include awakening ingredients. Can you make it?”

Rupert combined and combined drugs day and night to meet my ridiculous demands.

And he gave me satisfactory results. I didn’t know the ingredients used for the painkiller, but the awakening effect was clear.

Two nights ago, I took the medicine and stayed up all night. I didn’t just spend the night doing nothing. I read a book by a scholar all night.

There was only one thing I could do for those who had achieved all this in just a few days.

“Everyone, take a few days off afterwards. I’ve prepared enough money for your vacation.”

Giving a vacation and a pocketmoney.

Everyone waved except for Rumdrax, but they have to receive what I gave them.

I forced money into their pockets. That’s what happened in the last few days.

“It’s time to get ready, Your Highness.”

In the morning, I woke up the low blood pressure Cassion and fed him food and medicine.

Cassion’s eyes became clearer and clearer.

When I beckoned, Janice took out the clothes.

Cassion dressed calmly as Janice helped him. Then he frowned and began to push Janice’s hand away.

“Don’t touch my fringe.”

“But, Your Highness, you look much better with your hair up.”

Janice stamped her comb and a cream that would hold his hair. Cassion shook his head stubbornly.

“Miss.”

Janice asked me for help.

“Your Highness, please put your hair up.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“It’s uncomfortable.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m the only one with golden eyes.”

Cassion knew that Janice and I wouldn’t step down if he didn’t tell me why, so he told me the reason frankly.

But even after hearing the reason, we couldn’t back down.

“That’s why you have to show them! You have to show them that you are the only one with the same colored eyes as His Majesty Carmine!”

There were currently three candidates for succession to the throne in the kingdom. The first was Dyson, the second was Dyson’s brother Ymir, and the third was Cassion.

Ymir was born only a month earlier than Cassion and became second in line to succession.

She was a seven-year-old child who was born premature. In other words, he was born seven months after Julia was pregnant.

If Ymir had been born normally, he would have been younger than Cassion.

‘There is a story that Julia tried to give birth to Ymir faster than Cassion.’

I didn’t know if it was actually possible, but Julia was the only one who knew how.

‘She’s a scary person.’

I stopped thinking about Julia and remembered the three candidates for the throne again.

The three shared Carmine’s characteristics evenly. Dyson resembled Carmine’s face features, and Ymir had black hair that looked just like Carmine.

And Cassion was born with golden eyes, a symbol of the royal family, although his overall atmosphere was different from Carmine.

Julia and Dyson, who hated it, looked unpleasant whenever they saw Cassion’s eyes.

“Today, raise your head proudly. Should I trim my bangs now?”

Was it because of the long-held cold gaze from the people around him? Cassion couldn’t make up his mind easily.

“Give me scissors.”

So I made the decision. When someone was hesitant, just pushed them from behind and gave them courage.

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