The princess said that the talks held at the stable were beneficial.
Chloe's beef stew was to satisfy the gastronomer Veronica.
It also seems that the conversation with her daughter stimulated her appetite, and the two were having a pleasant conversation, alternating between stew and bread in their mouths.
daughter asks.
"Mr. Veronica is the princess of the Neue Miladin Empire, isn't she?
"I don't know."
Veronica answers great.
"Okay, I wanted to be a princess."
"That's one of the girls' dreams."
"Well, the best three dreams of a girl are always times, princesses, daughters and shopkeepers."
and Chloe follows.
"Well, your daughter-in-law and the store don't care depending on your father's cancer, but only the princess can do it. If I was born in the king's house, I could be left alone."
Veronica denies it when I state such a general theory.
"That's not true. You can be a princess later."
"How is it going to be?
My daughter shines her eyes like a star.
Only a girl of her age seems blind to the word princess.
"Easy. Your father, Lord Kite, should be king. If you do, you're automatically a princess."
"I see."
And a daughter who's good at it.
He's staring at me.
"Father, does your father not plan to be king?
"The king can't be that easy."
"Yes, it is."
And a daughter who laughs innocently. I want to be a princess, that would be half a joke.
A girl is a dream that everyone yearns for, but also a dream that we all give up in the process of growing up.
My daughter has been quite solid this year, so I guess such an option would have been abandoned a long time ago.
But a princess named Veronica lightly revives that option.
"If your father, Lord Kite, could be my son-in-law, you could be a princess."
"Really?
Daughter shining her eyes again.
"Even if it's true. I'm a princess. In the future, if you succeed to the throne, you will automatically become a princess."
Ji............,
She's staring at me again.
Would Fiona want to be a princess by so long?
If you want to be that much, for your daughter's sake, it's not a bad idea to take this princess as your wife.
With that in mind, Fiona heartbeats me.
"Father, I, I'm not against your father's marriage, but don't choose a wife who matters for impure reasons like wanting to make me a princess"
Yes, I'm going to stab the nail.
Apparently Fiona is worried that I won't be flattered by Veronica.
Chloe laughs when she sees the sight.
"Now you don't know which one is the adult."
"Must be. Well, as I advise you, I won't let you get married blindly on the queen's husband's throne."
Veronica obviously darkens her expression and drops her shoulder when I say so.
Apparently, he's seriously in love with me.
"What do you want from such a research idiot?"
If I divulge that, my daughter will follow.
Veronica, not me.
"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Veronica. I just didn't think it would be a good idea for your father to choose a daughter-in-law for me."
Fiona follows up with you.
Your father's daughter-in-law is me!
And I'm a little lonely that you don't declare me like you used to, but I'm glad my daughter thinks of me.
My daughter didn't add herself to my criteria for choosing a partner, she wanted me to be free, that's all she was saying.
As a father, I am delighted.
However, as a princess, it was a difficult development.
She came all the way to this border to make me her husband.
The Empress still tries to be soft on Fiona, but once, the story lays aside. It's not an easy story to settle, and it hasn't been half a day since I met this princess in the first place.
Chloe says, "There's no right time to fall in love," but it will take a lot of time to decide to marry.
Convincing the Crown Princess with such an argument, she decided to move on to the point.
Stare at Fiona first.
As cute as ever.
Sober as a Virgin, and adorable as a Heavenly Virgin. I want to keep admiring it, but I don't want to put what I'm about to talk to the Crown Princess in my daughter's ear.
I look lightly at Chloe and make her take her seat off.
Chloe nodded slightly with her "ahem" breath,
"Fiona, can you help me make desserts for Veronica?"
And I invited Fiona to the kitchen.
"Dessert?"
Pretty neck daughters.
"Yes, Master Veronica made fun of the Empire all the way. I was wondering if you'd like me to serve you a specialty dessert from the capital."
"What's the specialty, Millefeuil?
"That's right. I wish I could help."
Fiona never refuses Chloe's favor. My daughter honestly follows behind Chloe.
On the way, I looked back gently, smiling all overflowing,
"Dad, and Mr. Veronica, please wait. 'Cause I'm gonna bake some very tasty millefeuilles."
declared.
It's going to melt in its tricks and voices, but it barely stomps
I'm looking forward to it.
And send out my daughter.
When Fiona disappeared from her living room, Veronica said:
"She's a pretty little girl."
"I agree with that"
"I'd love to be my stepdaughter."
"You've already had that interaction."
"Right. But I didn't give up. She said," When you decide on your daughter-in-law, you don't care about me, "but she didn't say," I can't. "
"Well, indeed. But we'll see about that again. Now I want to talk more important."
"Exactly. There's something we're carrying each other."
"Right. I carry a heavier life than this planet, my daughter."
"I bear the lives of tens of millions of imperial subjects."
"You're too heavy to carry. each other."
"Indeed."
On both sides, with a bitter smile, the Thousand Years Sage and the Empress decided to crack their bellies and discuss it.