Reborn Little Girl Won’t Give Up

Ange and Broad still have greetings left, so they asked Felicia to introduce them to them. Sure Felicia is solid, but isn't this couple relying too much on Felicia? No, such as the inheritance of the Four Horses? Everyone has been asked from a young age to act as the Lord.

"Felicia."

Speak to Felicia, who Stan has not noticed this way.

"Well. Welcome aboard. Uncle Stan. Uncle Dean."

"He said he had a rare guest, so he came out."

"Yes, it is."

That's what I said. Felicia wasn't smiling, but her eyes weren't smiling. Am I nervous? Felicia and I never had a chance to call each other names, but Leah is the reason for this relationship to call each other names. And he introduced me to the golden-haired young man who was next door.

"This is His Highness Cyrus Easter. This is Master Stan Lisburn and Dean Albans."

"These are the two Four Horses, aren't they? Call me Cyrus."

The young man who greeted him with such a quiet voice looked like a very ordinary aristocratic young man. No, it's too normal. Most young people are somewhat frightened when they hear of the Four Horses. Or curiosity sometimes comes forward. But that young man in front of me doesn't have it.

"About me is with Stan. Your Highness Cyrus."

"I'm with Dean, too."

That was the first time I had eyes in front of me. The prince's cleavage eyes opened only slightly, and the edge of his mouth rose only slightly. As if I had found something good. As I confirmed my golden eyes, so did the prince, apparently, my pale purple eyes.

"Pale purple eyes. I haven't seen it in a while. Oh, excuse me for being abrupt. I have met Lord Dean's son and daughter in Wester. Of course, with Lord Stan's son."

According to Luke and Leah's story, it shouldn't have been a pleasant encounter between either, but what is this refreshing saying? If I hadn't listened to you beforehand, I would have thought it would have been such a good meeting.

"We have heard from the children that their daughters were rude, albeit toddlers. Thank you for your generous response."

"No, no. You seemed to be in a bad mood. I was just impressed by that strong will and action."

To my apology for all the shapes, the Third Prince replied that he seemed to be able to interpret anything. And he bent his left elbow as if he remembered something and did something to grab it.

"I'd like to see you again. Now it's time to hang on, no, now it's time to slow down, I want to talk"

"Luke is a grown-up kid, whatever I say. The next generation, maybe we can talk about it."

Probably the person the prince is talking about is Leah. But I dared to speak to Luke.

"Lord Luke. Well, I've met Lord Felicia, and Lord Gilbert, Lord Leah, and all the Four Horsemen would like to see you again."

Was it about Leah that I said this time after all?

I accidentally turned away from the prince and looked over at the people gathered at the party. Otherwise, I was going to say something extra.

This man is black.

Not with the bad guys again. Even when I'm talking, I feel the answer is subtly wrong, I feel like I'm standing on the same level and not being able to talk, and I feel bad.

In that case, I heard a voice like a softener in a clothing.

"Cyrus, what do you mean, Leah was clean?

"Chris! Don't interrupt the story!

Felicia is rushing to stop Chris.

"It doesn't mean I was rude. Will Lord Leah still walk with a stuffed animal?"

"That's a rugged stuffed animal! It's not always what I want, but it's what I want."

"Right. I got hit in the leg with that stuffed animal."

"Well! I can't believe Leah would do that"

Chris looked up at the prince as surprised.

"Cyrus, didn't you mess with Leah something?

"It's"

You would have been asked too unexpectedly, the prince is stuck in a response.

I stayed to sarcasm in my heart, not to mention that I didn't mean it, I just tried to expose it in a rough way. And I raised my ratings for Chris by a step.

Leah is not the kind of kid who bumps a stuffed animal pointlessly just because he's in a bad mood. I know that. Chris is just a friend of Leah's sometimes.

Then we had a light conversation with the seemingly bright children, Harry and Blanc, and the third prince had an unusual conversation, and the party was over.

"You think you're safe, Dean?"

"It's"

This time the Third Prince's identification, that should have been done. No, even if the Third Prince isn't the one to be wary of, at least there's no Leah and Luke in the King's Capital right now, then there shouldn't be anything to worry about.

"If Luke and Leah are the only ones safe, that's not the problem. If you only think Chris' pageant didn't have to be taken care of, Dean, you really do."

Stan looked at me and sighed.

It's Felicia.

"Felicia."

About what?

"I knew it. I guess I concentrated too much on the Third Prince and didn't notice how Felicia was doing. He was always a serious kid, but he looked very nervous. He wanted to get as close as possible from the Third Prince."

"I didn't realize"

I was stunned.

"Ange or Broad? Which one of you planned this? Hey, Dean. This pageant looks like Chris and Felicia and the Third Prince."

"No way. Felicia is the next generation of the Four Horses."

Stan raised his forehead annoyed with his right hand.

"That's right. That's why you're not supposed to get out of King Dam. What the hell are you thinking? Easter, Remington."

And how does Leah relate to that? Apparently, you're safe. So I wasn't going to be sorry.