The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

"My uncle wrote that story for me."

My favorite fairy tale, Prince of Kepelburg, the rabbit heroine that comes out to, Mari.

The model, Miss Marianne Hooker, taught me to miss it.

Marianne came to apologize for winning (Vincent said) at me the other night when I was slightly cooler after my last dinner at Kirchner's mansion the night after the dragon was born.

The dragon chicks will be raised at Kirchner's mansion to the size they can leave their parents, and me and Stannis will return to the King's Capital one foot away. Sin and the others are a little further north on instructions from His Majesty.

I was hoping we could go home together, so I'm a little sorry.

I shook my head at Marianne for apologizing. (Honestly, I forgot that Marianne was unilaterally mad at me), and I'm kind of glad that Dragon was born, and I think both Marianne and I feel cheeky.

I'm also not comfortable asking older girls to bow their heads, so let's make up for it. Finally, I confess that I am the one who called Master Amir to the book club, and I apologize.

A book club hosted by my aunt, Yoanna. Marianne was unable to meet Lady Amir for a long time because she called her guest Lady Amir.

"Well, I was."

"The customer likes Lady Amir, I couldn't help but ask him. I didn't know you were Marianne's uncle."

And I'll add.

"Oh, I'm not the one who asked my father for Amir's help! I've been a fan of Amir since two volumes came out."

You make excuses there, properly!

Marianne heard from Vincent, and laughs.

"I am, in my favorite fairy tale. On my birthday, my uncle handed it out to me as a small book. - I happen to read that. The publisher I know is very praiseworthy. If you're gonna be so appreciative, you can just sneak out and publish it! Me and my mother instigated it, too - and eventually my uncle quit the army because of it. I guess I should really thank the Duke for supporting my uncle... because I didn't want him to stop the army"

Marianne said, looking complicated.

"My uncle seems to enjoy himself..."

Master Amir was a military man who was expected to be in the future, apparently.

Marianne's home and Amir's home are both military gates, so many things must be difficult.

"If my uncle had another book club to invite, would you invite me, too?"

I was glad to know.

"Next time, will you tell me the story of Kepelburg with me?

I was thrilled to ask her what she would do if she refused, and Marianne told me that she must.

I hope it's not a social decree.

"Your Highness Francesca will be delighted to be with you."

Yes, His Highness Francesca likes that story, too. Though I thought it was awkward, I nodded.

"Pleasure - but, Dear Marianne, keep it to Your Highness that I am delighted to draw illustrations, okay? Absolutely."

Marianne laughed, yes.

Thin is lighter than I am, and I look at him.

"If His Royal Highness Francesca asks me, I'll tell her everything."

That's not good. I have to stop talking.

Singh talks to Vincent about that and this and the fun, and he laughs that Vincent dulls. Two people not exactly alike, but like brothers.

Not much for a month and a half out of King's Capital. It was nice talking to the Sins a lot. It's a shame the journey ends.

Before dinner, I also said goodbye to Ursula, my caregiver, who spared me a stinging goodbye.

Away from Marianne and thanking the Kirchner brothers again for their journey, both of them promised me an early reunion.

"Also, I'll bring you something delicious"

"Before you come to me, Dominic has to go to Melje too, right?

Sylvia, are you here to see your sister?

When I put it mean, Dominic said, "We have to explain the chick's condition as soon as possible."

"Pulse, do you think?

Isaac whispered to me, looking calmly at your floating brother.

"... Dear Sister Sylvia, I don't like younger people"

To put it softly, Isaac gave up and carried the drink to his mouth.

"Brother, you have a lot of it - you're always flirting with people you like."

Poor thing......

Well, I guess it's okay because he seems to enjoy himself.

And I'm looking at Dominic with sympathy, and I'm like, "You and Remilia, you know, you feel good, don't you?" and Isaac smiled slightly better.

... I wonder what that means, dear acquaintance Isaac...

When I went to say goodbye to Singh and Vincent with Isaac, Singh promised me that we would play again.

Looks like Sin can really teach me how to ride a dragon. When I get back to the mansion, I guess I'll also build my strength in preparation for my training.

Vincent smiled and said goodbye, but he had nothing special to say.

I hope his hostility towards me is fading. What do you think?

Baron Kirchner, who was talking to Stannis somehow, interrupted the conversation when he noticed me listening to the two of them, smiling and coming nearby. You thank me again this time...

"Don't punish me for this, come back. We are always happy to welcome you - there are many places to visit in the north."

I nodded, yes.

Although the myths and legends of the north seemed interesting to me, it was unfortunate that tourism was not possible at all. Hopefully there will be another day when I can come to the north.

While Baron Kirchner was speaking to me, Singh stared at Stannis next to the Baron.

Stannis is downstairs, and as early as tomorrow, he tried to solidify the dinner party, but me and the baron told him, he has no choice but to be here. Still, it wasn't alcohol he was holding, it was just water.

Singh tilted her little neck cutely and laughed at Stannis, hey.

"Hey, are you like me?

"............... Yes?

Stannis is smiling and hardening.

"What's the same thing?

I was decent. At the edge of his sight, Kirchner's parents and children look like cha-cha. Hmm? Why?

"Isn't Stannis a half dragon tribe? No?"

Sin continued innocently, regardless of our all-purpose servant who had solidified and me with his pompous mouth open.

"I'm a good rider of dragons, and if I observe it closely, I feel the same signs as I do. If you're a Vaza-bound guy, it's not weird for a half dragon tribe, is it? Your eyes aren't golden, so it's a little farther than half?

Stannis?

Indeed, Stannis, who borrowed the dragon of Kirchner's house during the day and rode it, was much like that. Not only that, he's a clever guy of sorts, and it wouldn't be weird to say that because of Dragon blood muscles.

But neither Stannis' light tea eyes are golden......

(Stannis, the dragon clan?

When I was told something I never thought I would, I thought of Yen and Dr. Theseus in the back of my brain and then Singh.

Then, beside the three of them, I lined up Stannis' face with Pooh Wow.

……… Stannis is the Dragon Clan………….

(Yeah! No!)

I puffed and blew out.

"I don't think that's possible!

"Oh, really?

"No!

To me I made myself clear, Singh turned his eyes round.

Because, Stannis, it doesn't have to be beautiful.

It's just a little cool when you're bitchy, but what kind of holiday stannis is stuck at the father level on a Sunday in your previous life?

My mother and I would be pissed off if she saw me dressed badly, so I'm downstairs dazed, but I love exploring the mansion, and I find it and leave evidence (sketches)!

If you make Stannis like all dragon tribes like that, they'll stone you, won't they?

"... you can finally see that your daughter is being awesome and rude to me right now..."

Stannis said in a bitter voice.

Ha! Split!!

I pointed my mouth. I'm not just saying it with my face. You have a good basis.

'Cause, Stannis, you're not gonna dry up the cactus.

What, and Stannis silenced.

"See, you can't argue with that!

Speaking of dragons, you must love plants.

However, our all-purpose squire is not comfortable only cultivating plants, why. It can't be the Dragon Clan either.

Without Mihou, the gardener, for ten days alone, he withers most of the roses in the garden he took care of on his behalf (and his father was about to wither), and when he grows the cut flowers he gets, he withers in one day for some reason (the head of the maid, that's why he didn't want to give it to Stannis! and was angry).

I arranged the cactus I got for the western souvenir by the window of the room, and in a month I would totally mummy it.

Essential to the topic.

So much so that I was tilting my neck wondering if the deacon Sebastian was out for anything special.

"What!... then I wonder if it's not"

Singh looked up to Stannis in a slight pull. How does a cactus wither? and seriously asks Stannis.

Stannis said, "How...?" I let my gaze get lost in the void.

Well, distracted, Stannis stared back at Singh.

"- You've done something clever, so from the time you were in the military, you've been told you weren't. - I'm not sure about my blood muscles, but they may be somewhat mixed."

I don't know much about Stannis, but your parents have heard from Sebastian that he died when he was a boy.

"Oh."

Singh said it seemed a bit unfortunate,

"Stannis', you may have been in a distant ancestor."

I followed the two of you properly.

As I laughed at Nico, Stannis dropped his shoulders in such a way as a cheek and a cheek. He laughs at Baron Kirchner and, for some reason, Isaac too.

It's weird.

The next morning, me and Stannis left Baron Kirchner's mansion behind.

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"I didn't think you were going home on the dragon..."

I shrugged as I rode on the dragon and looked down at the northern city that spread beneath my eyes so that Stannis could hold me.

My father said, "If you're going to keep a dragon, you can ride it"... and he originally planned to go home.

Stannis and I laughed when we said that it was only five days when Stannis and I said that our journey alone was more exciting than going. I wish it was longer.

It's fun to be home, but I miss the end of my journey.

Stannis laughed bitterly as he enjoyed the feeling that the wind on the high felt good.

"I was wondering if you could be a little more scared... is the lady okay with the high place"

Um, I figured.

"Not so much. - I don't like the high places, but if Stannis were here, I wouldn't be scared anywhere"

"As good as you can say, you look fine"

The squire laughs bitterly on my back.

Stannis was really good at steering dragons.

The Kirchner Chamber of Commerce lent the sand dragon to me, not because it was fast, but the sand dragon that he had a rough temper became quiet as soon as he held the reins.

You're used to it, and when I admired it, "I used to have more opportunities to ride the dragon than I do now," Stannis humbled.

Before the current head of the Dragon Nation was replaced, it seems that more dragon and human interaction was a scab.

So the number of dragons raised was high, and military personnel who were in some position had the chance to ride dragons more often than they do now, etc.

"I was in some position, Stannis!

"It's, well, in the glory of the Vaza family"

My squire answered with a clown.

"... Hey, Stannis. Do you want to be another soldier or something?

"What is it, ma'am? Suddenly."

Stannis is not only a dragon rider, but - really, he's someone who can do anything. Is it satisfying as it is?

Stannis, who used to be (probably) a well-known soldier, still stands up in arms, and from experience in those days, he can speak the language of the West and the South.

It's good for the crowd... I've never seen a job he can't do, even the Duke's finances, because I'm an assistant to Sebastian, so I think I know it clearly.

How old the royal family, though,... will soon be deacons... remain servants, satisfied?

Last night, Baron Kirchner joked and said, "I wish you'd come to the north too and started out in business. You're always welcome," I said to Stannis. Could Stannis not say stupid, though it was a frightening breeze. Is that for real?

"I don't like the Vazza family, don't I change jobs?

Stannis circled his eyes at me looking up.

"Are you transferring? That again... you never even thought about it."

"Really?"

When I still uttered my doubts, Stannis, the impudent, stroked my head all right, good thing nobody was looking at me on the sky.

"Well, you really took yesterday's Baron joke, lady.... I've never even thought about changing careers. There's no way I'm going anywhere but the Duke's... but yes, if your daughter is married, would you consider a new job?"

Yeah, and I raised my voice of anxiety.

"If Stannis is gone, your father will be in trouble."

"The Duke can do anything by himself. It's a pain in the ass, but it's always gone."

I stared at Stannis' thin tea - if true - eyes that tended to look cold.

In the nightmare I had at Kirchner's mansion, Stannis wouldn't stay by my side.

(But that's a dream. It can't be real without Stannis or that nightmare, can it?)

"Constraint. Until I marry someone, stay with us."

"I promise. I'll always be by your side."

On the back of a sandragon I am innocently sweet and my squire smiles and gives me back my promise. I left my full weight with Stannis in a good mood.

It was a promise that there would be no other love, as usual, repeated on a daily basis with no other love.

Although.

Later, I began to regret the promise.

I'm glad you weren't on my side.

I just need him to stay healthy somewhere, he said.

- I should have let go of his hand.

The dragon will rip the wind all the way to our capital...