Second-floor bathroom, in front of the sink.
Irene stood expressionlessly behind Mia, looking at the face in the mirror as though it had been dyed in a giant vat.
"Princess Mia, you've been washing for ten minutes already."
"Oh my, has it been that long?" Mia withdrew her sidelong glance at the mirror, lifted her little head with wide, innocent eyes, and shifted aside while suppressing a laugh. "All right, all right, it's your turn to wash up, Irene~"
Irene was clearly used to Mia's ways by now. A trace of helplessness flashed through her eyes as she immediately stepped forward and began washing her face.
"Princess Mia, even though Prince Ron is your brother, please pay a little more attention to your usual bearing."
"Mm-hmm, you said that so many times on the way here~ And Irene, you lost your composure while playing cards just now too~"
"...That was my failure." Irene's hand paused as she washed her face. Even she had not expected the entertainment item Prince Ron had brought out to possess such power.
That feeling of "I think I can win," along with the fresh novelty of every single round, really was addictive.
Once Irene finished washing her face, she did not dwell on it and continued, "Princess Mia, now that Prince Ron has become a Favored One of the Goddess of Harvest, the Church of the Goddess of Harvest will surely support your brother behind the scenes. Perhaps before long, the power structure of the Imperial Capital will undergo a reshuffling..."
"But that has nothing to do with me, does it?" Mia leaned against the doorframe, tilting her head with a faint smile. "Brother Ron is my brother, and the others are my brothers too. No matter what their relationships are like, I'm just their