After becoming Caria's regent, Horace's workload reached new heights.
Rellana, on the other hand, adapted remarkably quickly-or rather, she saw nothing she needed to adapt to.
To her, the title of "acting queen" seemed to be nothing more than an extra set of slightly fancier pajamas.
Apart from formal occasions where her presence was required, when Horace had to remind her beforehand, "Don't say anything out of line," "Remember to smile," and "Don't yawn," she spent most of her time blissfully free of responsibilities.
She even had the leisure to slip away now and then to see her "late" sister Rennala, doggedly trailing after her with an outstretched hand.
"Sis, give me some spending money~ I'm queen now. I have a lot of expenses!"
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Rennala usually just rolled her eyes at her or said, "Go ask your husband," before going back to enjoying her retirement.
Watching his wife behave like a child who would never grow up, Horace could only sigh helplessly.
What else could he do? She was his wife; he would just have to spoil her. Besides, Caria's treasury could still withstand her little bouts of "spending money" for now.
However, after the sisters had a conversation later on, Rennala actually did give her spending money... and quite a considerable sum at that.
Horace: ...Should I ask my big brother for some spending money too?
But that happened later. For now, Horace had to shoulder the burden of being regent.
The affairs of Caria itself were troublesome enough.
Only when running a household did one learn how expensive daily necessities were; only when governing did one learn how complicated the affairs of home and country could be.
Once he actually started managing things, he found that the problems multiplied by the day, and even the smallest