The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

The greenhouse roses were blooming beautifully. I was blinded by the colorful roses.

Boulder Rose Garden. It's fancy!

"If you like it, take it?

The princess suggested so, but I shook my head.

"No, just let me take a look. Because it's beautiful, you can't cut it."

"Really? Thanks for the compliment"

"There are many varieties that I've never seen before."

My father seems to envy me.

"Last year, I picked up the original breed from Tice and fans. Hang it up, maybe in a few years, we'll be able to do something new again - some rare blue roses in the back, so I'll show you later."

The princess said to go see Isaac and Singh because they were in the garden. That's when the samurai came to get her.

She sighs and prompts us to go ahead and catch up soon.

After Francesca, Alexander followed him like a shadow.

He bowed his head to me compulsorily, and there seemed to be no emotion floating there.

The three of us who were left behind - Marianne, Vincent and I, greeted each other and went outside.

As an escort, a Kingsguard knight follows me.

When I thanked the two of them for their birthday, Vincent answered greetingly and Marianne smiled, "I'm glad you're happy," she said.

Marianne had stretched her slightly stretched hair to the point where her neck was hidden, cutting it diagonally from directly behind to below her ears.

She's wearing a rare skinny silhouette dress and she's stylish today.

Don't look good in anything, I envy you.

"Will you show me the painting again?

"Happy - what shall I draw?"

"Well, I'd be glad if you drew Queen Xcel Pakada. Because she's my favorite..."

Xelpakda is a character in my favorite fairy tale, Prince of Kepelburg. An arrogant - beautiful spiritual princess who tries to trap the protagonist "I" and pet him.

Happy! said I, we walked side-by-side with flowers in the story apart from Vincent, who walks awhile ago.

There were no two Singh and Isaac in the garden. Precisely, why don't you put your foot on the garden?

Looks like you're over there.

Vincent waves to the two overhead (...). I guess Sin and Isaac are on board, with Feilong swirling, which can only be seen slightly larger than the birds.

"Can you see us?

As Marianne waved, Feilong slowly began to raise his altitude.

I'll call you, and Marianne leaves us and runs over the landing spot for the two of us.

Vincent and I saw eye to eye dropping off Marianne.

I haven't seen him in months, but I guess he's grown tall again. I have to look up now.

"Who's Alexander? - Nice to meet you, 'cause?

I raised my eyebrows.

"It was my second 'nice to meet you'. If my memory is certain, though."

"... Aren't you offended that you pretended not to know, Master Remilia?

Vincent's sarcastic tone is more offensive to me.

"Against what? Master Yunker. 'Alexander was supposed to be my escort! Awful!'... I won't say anything. It wasn't a decision. I just met you once. … but you know very well"

I'm sure there are factions in the National Church, too, who have informed those on Her Majesty's side of what the old royal man has done.

For example, Vincent's father, Sir Yunker, and his heel.

"My father recommended him as an escort to His Highness Francesca. It's a royal tradition to escort psychics around the same age?

Oh. You've been spreading a lot of light on me... but you don't look very happy.

"You don't want him as an escort? He seems to have very strong powers."

"... what do you think"

I don't know if you don't like Vaza or me, but I wonder because he wrote down "I don't like your escort" on his face.

I don't have hobbies and obsessions that make people so reluctant to follow.

And Alexander is the one who might give your father the poison cup. Honestly, I want to stay away.

"- I was hoping you'd see it."

"Excuse me? Is there anything inconvenient about Alexander being your escort?

Vincent smiled bitterly and looked at the sky.

"Personal stupidity. My lord is in a bad mood when he is with His Highness."

I followed Sin on Feilong's back in a far-sighted manner.

On Francesca's side, a cute boy of his generation who serves at four or six o'clock, huh? It wouldn't be funny for Sin.

(It's a fantasy, a princess of beauty to be met by two cool boys. It's gonna be a painting)

Envy.

Sebastian and Stannis are the only heterosexuals who can fit me in.

Every morning, Scoop, who cares for me and the greenhouse, will be soothed with one hand. Deacon and samurai are our recent festive poems.

I looked away unexpectedly...... fine. We both love it.

(By the way, because plants wither for some reason when Stannis takes care of them, my choices are always sebastian choices, pretending to be lost. Sorry, Stannis...)

"An escort... can be dangerous for someone who protects you, right?

I said to Vincent, retreating.

Stannis wasn't always intact when he was escorting his father.

I'm trying not to show it to me, though.

"Yeah?"

"You shouldn't be forced to escort people you don't like, right? I wish I could be assigned a job."

Vincent listens in silence.

"When I have to, I can't feel safe if you can't protect me - the unmotivated escorts are worse than the assassins, right? I don't think Alexander would have been my escort."

"I see."

"... if Sir Yunker was worried about you, would you tell him? - Nothing about the escort - I won't rely on the Church of the Nation because I will look properly for someone who might protect me," he said. Don't worry. "

To that, Vincent was silent.

When I heard the shoe and did my gaze, Alexander stood there for the bad in between. Keep your head down, as if you had avoided my gaze.

Did they ask you? Well, okay.

"... Your Highness will see you in a little while"

Vincent says with a cool face yes.

Standing down on the ground, Singh waves, and he walks away from me.

Because you saw me in a meaningful way, and you said, "Talk to Alexander."

I, left behind, dared to turn forward feeling that Alexander's consciousness had been directed.

It was Alexander, not me, who endured the silence, and he opened his mouth to bad determination.

"- Excuse me earlier."

I turned a slightly mean glance at him with my head down.

I wonder what you're apologizing for.

"I'm afraid I have a weak impression of Alexander."

"... not like that"

"Did you think I'd waste your time wanting you back?

Silence.

It's a star, right?

Pale beautiful colored eyes shake.

I guess I didn't expect you to say something so direct from your noble daughter.

"You're complacent."

I said to him with a slightly mean look. Am I allowed to return whispers of interest to disrespectful attitudes?

Alexander speaks for himself.

The wolf looked like a boy, and I chuckled and lowered my sip.

Probably because I laughed out against his expectations, so I don't know what to do, Alexander put his expression on the table for the first time.

Eyebrows, confused.

"Dear Remilia..."

I laughed as he shrugged away looking for words, and I turned my body toward Alexander.

"It's a joke. I'm sorry for being so busy.... In Alexander's shoes, I know it's hard to go against Malaya's opinion on that occasion - because I somehow knew you weren't too keen on my escort"

Never mind, I laughed sunny.

I'm rather relieved to be away from you...... although I won't tell the boulder the truth.

To the future clergyman, I didn't want to be much of an enemy, so I made a grin and a strange smile.

"Congratulations on your assumption of the post, are you sure?

If Alexander has a crush on Francesca, just like the Rose Garden world, this HR should be terribly happy for him. Good, you don't have to interfere with that and buy grudges for nothing!

With a smile on his face, Alexander kind of opened his mouth.

Is that it? Are you surprised?

He was slightly, he asked me.

"... aren't you angry?

"Me? Why?"

Alexander said in a hard tone.

"- He says it's up to the psychic who draws Leto's blood to serve the Vazza royal family..."

The tone is dark.

I'm sure you're fed up with it because the adults in the clan kept telling you that.

I'm sick of that, I feel like I know just a little too.

Even if the old men are told to swear allegiance to something that is no longer real, it is perplexing and hard for them to go down the prescribed path.

I remember the annoyance and the fear, too.

... That's why I'm afraid to go off the road.

I remember what your father said last night.

Royal Vaza, huh?

I wonder how many people, including myself, are tied to the old royal family.

"... please, forget it"

"Huh?"

I looked into Alexander's eyes. I feel like I've had my first decent glance tangled with him.

"I can't believe Royal Vaza (...) is gone - I am the daughter of the Duke's family, and I am delighted to have a strong psychic with His Highness's escort as my subordinate (...). … well, good day to you, Alexander"

Speak with a smile, cut off his gaze as much as he can tell, and give him a bowl of grace so he can look as graceful as he can.

I leave him on the terrace, after Vincent.

Vincent, stop and wait for me.

"What did you say to Alexander? It's kind of flattering, though."

I look back once and for all. Is that right? Aren't you relieved?

Because Alexander is basically faceless, it's hard to understand.

"Good luck with your work," I said.

"... don't let Sin get rough"

"I think we can get along, if it's Master Singh"

I said in a neat mood.

I don't know what's going on with Alexander that got in there, but I think Alexander is somewhat bad too, having a rude attitude, taking the liberty of misunderstanding that he wants it from me.

... so let me ask you to forgive me for that light-hearted talk earlier.

Let's go in a direction that doesn't involve Alexander as much as possible, yeah.

Let's be happy with each other, far away!

When Vincent escorted me to Isaac and Singh, who came down to the ground, they laughed that they were here.

I haven't seen Isaac in months...... you're not very tall, okay!

Looking at Isaac, he's kind of happy, huh? and blinked black eyes.

"What's wrong? Remilia."

Sorry, I was hoping Isaac wouldn't get too big, so I was watching!

"No! Thank you for your letter. Did you get my father's letter?

"Yeah, I'm going to chick with Hannah. I'd like to see you soon."

He raised his face in response to the word Hannah, the Feilong that Isaac was holding the reins. It's Hannah's connecting Aki.

Isaac said you can ride, but the Kingsguard knight rushes to stop me.

Um, it's certainly a liability issue if I'm even injured where no one has a Duke's person.

When I was sorry, Stannis showed up. My father left the meeting to the royal palace escort, and he must have come this way.

"What is it? Lady."

Stannis notices my gaze, and he kneels down and listens.

"Why don't you ride Isaac's Feilong? With Isaac."

Stannis thought about it a bit.

"I don't mind duke territory..."

That too?

Too bad, but I think I'll give it up. When I thought about it, Isaac suggested we just skip the courtyard.

Stannis just takes the gaze of my expectations and rides, puts the nail on it and rides me.

Isaac with the reins gives Aki instructions behind me, and Aki repeatedly walks in the courtyard or glides up about the length of an adult's back.

Aki is also good at putting me on, but Isaac is still a good pilot. After a week in the courtyard, Isaac instructs Aki to stop.

Aki sat down on the spot very hard.

"Wow, you're trained"

"I was in the Kingsguard, Aki. My father gave it to me because I was injured."

"Ask Your Majesty?

"Oh, Father, if you look at an injured dragon, it will soften."

Really, a family full of dragon love......

"You're here with the Duke today?

"My father has been in the royal palace lately. You know why?

Isaac nodded.

Isaac seems to know a lot about Tice. Though what he knew was pretty much the same as what Father explained to me yesterday.

My information network has been about Miss Azel, a tutor, or a rumor downstairs. Azel, you're gonna be gone.

I'd like to secure a proper information network to prevent the demise of the Vaza family and my demise. I don't know what to do.

"I heard the Duke isn't the only one coming to the royal palace?

I heard Isaac was pompous.

I was something, I was something... and I looked diagonally... and I slapped my hand.

Oh, I remember!

"Speaking of which! Want to get engaged to Master Singh? They said so!

When I raised my voice, my voice came down from over my head.

"That's what I was told too."

Me and Isaac looked up at each other a little bit.

Singh on Feilong was looking down at us...

Wow, silence......