Unexpected Love

Chapter 5: Meetings with Royals:

*This chapter is merely for those non-readers of Tensura, skipping is optional.*

After Guy and Milim left the Tempest borders, I repeated ahead to my duties as a ruler. Laboring continuously on my hectic workload that I had disregarded momentarily to squander around with my 'guests'.

Though I have wrapped up a portion, yet not entirely.

With yesterday being quite tiring as I had to entertain those ludicrous ancient demon lords being hard to discipline and causing a ruckus within the territory, without Ramiris' 'creation' skill, I would have scolded Milim even more after she almost destroyed the entire dungeon while 'playing'. And so they left me drained after investing my time with them, also leaving me sprawled onto my bed or my cushion personally for my slime form. But now that they left, it's like heavenly quiet and peaceful.

Yet, those moments were quite amusing and pleasurable to say the least, even if I was cursing behind their very backs, Veldora included, being so oblivious he forgot how to read for some reason.

Guy however, was a lot more refined and self disciplined, well, I did expect that sort of sophisticated manner from the person who's the first seat of the Octagram. Yet, I couldn't brush off how much I caught him staring at me, it was so intense I couldn't comprehend whether it bore tarnished or untarnished intent.

But almost every demon lord inherits the same trait of playfulness, so I really didn't pay much attention to his glares.

That said, with everything that had happened, after leaving half of my duties unattended, this day heaps more workload than it was meant to be.

Making it a lot more depleting with all the royals visiting Tempest by today as per a requested meeting, and making my tiredness as an excuse would bring me a good scolding from Gazel who would lecture me about my time management and my duties as a ruler.

Specifically, according to Diablo, the King of Blumund and Youm, the newly crowned ruler of Falmuth are those who I'm meeting with today.

It really isn't all that important, to be honest, but for the mere purpose of our relationship as allies.

Shuna meticulously amd personally prepared my attire to this significant meeting, she insisted on being precise to the delivery of my get-up to those of high prestige, especially when their flankly one of Tempest's closest allies.

I never understood her being so engaged at this kind of thing.

But I alone was already used to her bickers in terms of proper clothing depending on the situation.

So it wasn't really a problem.

After all, I was that person back in my previous life, but now, I barely even care that much.

As she stitched my outfit to ensure the fitness of the fabric, the single thread of silk pricking through its cloth with utter diligence.

Standing in front of a stand mirror, I could see my reflection as well as the complete cast of white.

Hey, it's actually not so bad.

To be honest, it looks really good, white really does suit me more than black.

A bluish-gray vest with white stripes down and black buttons, a bright blue ribbon placed a pendant in its center, topped with a pale white suit, white pants and black shoes. It's quite simple actually but it really brings elegance and a noble-like flair.

The pendant seemed specially handcrafted, the blue and red hue coalesced well in color despite their differences in feel.

Once she was finished with her stitching, Shuna brushed the small particles of dust off of my suit, smiling as she brushed my hair and simply tied it into a ponytail.