"Things have gone a little beyond expectations!"
After having someone see off the messenger from the palace, Rita returned to the room. Looking at the other "herself" beside her, she casually smoothed her hair.
Rita's bangs were a little too long, completely covering one eye... Only her right eye was exposed, as though... one eye was all she needed.
That wasn't wrong. Rita really only needed one eye, though her covered left eye could still see some of her surroundings through her bangs.
She had considered trimming it, but after thinking about it... this wasn't her body, so she shouldn't make decisions on her own.
"It's not too bad! Although things have developed differently from what we expected, it'll only take a little more effort. It's just a pity... with this, heavy casualties will be unavoidable." Durandal held a cat teaser and played with the little white cat Chelsea in front of her, but it did not seem very interested.
"Lady Durandal, someone from the palace came earlier and asked the two of us to enter the palace for a discussion. When should we go?"
Rita glanced at the white cat before Durandal without paying it much attention, then looked back at Durandal.
"The palace? It should be the minister's idea. It seems he's getting anxious too. But... there's no need to hurry. Let them wait a little longer. We're practically about to tear off all pretense anyway." Durandal stopped what she was doing, set the cat teaser aside, and picked up the white cat instead.
"Yes! I'll follow your lead, Lady Durandal."
Rita answered with a gentle, smiling expression.
"By the way, what did Esdeath say?"
Remembering something, Durandal turned to Rita again. Since they were preparing to overthrow the Empire and establish a new empire of their own,