Chapter 49

"Ahhh!"

As the box was opened, the princess and Lady Saria placed their hands on their cheeks and let out a small scream.

"So cute! How can it be so cute?!"

The princess, who adores cute things, was writhing with delight as she held the baby onesie.

"Oh, it's so small. It's like a doll's bed!"

Lady Saria, with sparkling eyes, arranged the playset.

Prince Lute was completely left out. Boys aren't really interested in these kinds of things, are they?

"Um? Could it be that the children didn't like it?"

Like, if the baby cries when wearing the onesie? No, babies can't really understand that yet. So, maybe Charlotte didn't like it?

"No! Charlotte was overjoyed with the 'celebration of becoming a big sister.' Before receiving the gift, she used to cry, thinking her mother was being taken away, but now she says, 'I'm a big sister now!' and is enthusiastically taking care of her little brother in a matching dress with the doll. She even wouldn't lend me the doll, even when I asked to borrow it, and I had to take it while she was napping. It was quite a struggle to get her to let it go even when she was sleeping!"

Joseph denied it with all his might. Oh, that's good, I'm glad they liked it.

"Truly wonderful items! I heard that these were made by Lady Sienna."

"Oh! Sienna made these?"

The princess, surprised, asked me, so I nodded hesitantly. Was something wrong?

"Amazing, Sienna! To be able to make something so cute!"

"Amazing, Lady Sienna!"

Being stared at by two beautiful women with sparkling eyes made me blush.

"Actually, we boldly came to ask if we could sell these items."

"Sell?"

What do you mean by sell?

"We received numerous inquiries about the toys and clothes from the guests who came to celebrate the birth of our heir."

According to Baron Tyrope, Charlotte showed off her big sister skills to the noble guests and merchants who came to celebrate. She made and fed the doll, and put it to bed. Oh, just imagining it makes me so happy. Even the heir, Alte, was dressed in the onesie, and the guests were asking about those toys and clothes in detail. They wanted to dress their own children and grandchildren in them, and the response was overwhelming.

It seems that onesies and playsets were not available in this country before. They wanted our guild to handle them. The Tyrope family has a guild.

I thought it was fine, so I looked at the princess, but her expression was completely different from when she was excited about the cuteness.

"Tyrope, everything related to Sienna requires the king's approval."

The princess's authoritative voice made Baron Tyrope and Joseph bow their heads.

"Of course, we will follow the king's decision."

"Hmm. But it would be a waste to let these wonderful items go unnoticed. I will speak to the king on your behalf."

"Thank you so much!"

"However, when selling, you must not speak of Sienna. And you must not cause any harm to Sienna. Understand?"

"Hai!"

By the way, my identity is that of a daughter of a noble family, a distant relative of the princess. This fake identity serves as a deterrent, as harming me would incur the wrath of the princess.

In the end, the princess handled all the negotiations with the Tyrope family. Thank you. Of course, I have no objections. I would have said, "Do as you please," if I were on my own, probably.

Baron Tyrope and Joseph hurriedly left before Charlotte woke up from her nap. It's heartwarming to see how much her grandfather and father dote on her.

As I watched them leave, I was firmly grabbed by Prince Lute.

"Alright, Lady Sienna. Let's go to the king. I'll take you there, Lute."

Prince Lute held my arm. It's good to see that his right arm is doing well, but why are we going to the king?

"Oh, Sienna doesn't realize it, does she?"

The princess looked amused. What's going on?

"Come, come, Lady Sienna. I'll make some delicious tea. Let's do our best, okay?"

Lady Saria casually held my other arm. She smiled, but her words were unsettling! What are we supposed to do our best at?

"Tyrope guild, huh. Wasn't that the place where Maria's daughter married?"

"I've heard they do solid business."

"I believe they mainly deal with wine and food. I'll check with my brother if they have the capacity to handle children's products."

While being escorted to the king by Prince Lute, the princess, and Lady Saria, they continued to have a conversation that I couldn't quite follow. I sent a pleading look to Kiri, but he looked awkward and turned away, muttering, "There's nothing I can do." What's going on?

When we were brought before the king and explained the situation, he burst into laughter and then, with a good-natured smile, delved into the complex matters of contracts and rights.

I'm not good with these kinds of discussions. Barry, come back soon.

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Queen Olivia's Perspective

I looked at the king, who was chuckling, with a bemused expression.

"You're laughing too much, Your Majesty."

"Don't say that, Olivia. Interesting things have been happening ever since that girl arrived."

Indeed. It's been only a season since that girl and my son, Zinklett, met, yet...

"Truly, she's a good girl. Thanks to her, only good things have been happening."

Thinking about the recent commotions, I can't help but smile. She exposed criminals who were eroding the kingdom, created children's products, and now those products are generating a fortune. The Tyrope guild has already hired craftsmen and seamstresses and entered mass production. There are many inquiries from nobles and wealthy merchants.

"That girl even cried, saying she couldn't spend all the money she received. Saria had to comfort her to calm her down."

The rights to the onesies and toys created by that girl were bought by the Tyrope guild, which then applied for and obtained an exclusive sales contract from the Marita Kingdom. If other guilds want to sell similar products, they will have to pay the Tyrope guild. When she saw the amount of money from that contract, she was so scared that she cried.

"Hmm? Didn't she receive a considerable amount when the monster repellent was sold?"

Immediately after arriving in Marita, that girl and the Zain guild signed a formal contract. Since then, she has been receiving a regular amount that should allow her to live comfortably.

"That's true, but she hasn't used the money except for one shopping trip. She keeps the money in a storage magic. When I suggested calling in merchants, she cried, saying she was too scared to buy from a royal supplier."

"Hmm. She's afraid to use it. Being cautious is good, but she needs to understand that the economy won't function if she doesn't spend it."

"Your Majesty! We can't afford any more delays in state affairs!"

The attendants and clerks immediately stopped the king from moving. I, too, was glared at by the clerks with tearful eyes and quietly returned to my documents.

Before that girl arrived,

Marita Kingdom was shrouded in a dark and heavy shadow.

The increasing number of monsters, Lute's lost arm, Zinklett's loss of self, his self-blame, and his obsession with monster hunting. The sense of crisis over monsters grew day by day, and the kingdom was filled with tension. People hoarded supplies out of fear, and in some areas, food prices soared, leaving the poor without enough to eat. Even releasing the stored food would only provide temporary relief. We had approached friendly countries for food aid, but they were also suffering from increased monster attacks, and we didn't get good results.

But it was as if a breeze had blown through. That girl dispelled the gloom.

The spread of Zaros as food eliminated the fear of famine. Zaros is a resilient plant that grows anywhere its seeds fall. It can be eaten as a substitute for bread, and new recipes using Zaros are increasing. The seasonings and cooking methods created by that girl quickly spread throughout the capital and are now spreading throughout the country. The food insecurity has been resolved, and smiles have returned to the people.

The towns and villages that were plagued by monster attacks are regaining their vitality. How amazing it is to be able to sleep at night without fearing monsters, does that girl understand?

Even if work is delayed because of her, the attendants and clerks, who complain to us, look at her with kind eyes. The value of what she brings is one thing, but seeing her always so earnest and joyful, everyone can't help but smile.

"Truly, a rare treasure. Now, can Zinklett obtain her?"

The king's cheerful words made me smile even more.

Looking at her sometimes lonely sighs by the window, I don't think there's much to worry about.