"Lady Laura, a guest has arrived."

The moment I heard those words, I realized it immediately. I was dreaming of those days.

The time when I was not Aurora, but Laura Iris. A fragment of the ten years I spent in the world of Labyrinthos.

I placed the teacup I had been drinking from down on the table.

"A guest? If I remember correctly, I don't think I had any scheduled appointments."

"You are correct, my lady."

"I see."

In other words, someone had come to the Iris Ducal residence without notice.

Even when the imperial family visited, we exchanged …