The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

Congratulations first, Henrik said.

Well, thank you, Master Henrik!

"You didn't know the Dukes were still close enough to have kids."

I get a little clumpy and red to the particular point that no one would have dared to make.

Me, too, that's, like, a thought, yeah.

"If my brother were born, Henrik would never be Lord of Kalish."

"Really, I'm sorry to hear that. I pray that you will have a baby."

Henrik pointed his mouth.

"It's nothing good, because I'm the Count as I am. Why do you want to be Marquis Karish?

Whatever you're just a duke, I don't think there's any trouble with the old royal family being watched by the royal family.

Henrik shut up and approached the window, looking at the garden.

The window overlooks the spacious mansion garden.

"It's comfortable for me, Vaza's house. There's a big garden, lots of places to explore, and there's Stannis and Sebastian."

"Really?"

"You're here, too, and it's not fun to play"

"Oh well... Henrik, hey, will you play with me when my brother or sister is born?

"Fine. Whether it's a man or a woman, I'm glad that Kyoudai can do it."

Speaking of which, Henrik doesn't mean he's got two sisters, though. I approached Henrik and peered into his dark blue eyes.

"Hey, Henrik. Is your sister cute?

Henrik ironically raised the edge of his mouth.

"- You mean the daughters of your father? Sometimes when your father forces you to take me to see him, he innocently tries to call me your brother - and I can't help but hate him."

I was stuck in words and just grumbled "yes".

Oh, and Henrik stretched his back.

"I thought if I married you and became Marquis Karish-- I could throw out Valevski's name."

Henrik laughed and picked my nose when I was having trouble responding to an uninteresting light mouth. And I smiled, and beckoned, and beckoned, and beckoned like a pig.

"HANLEY COOOOO!!

When the quarrel began, Henrik was scolded by Stannis, who had listened visibly to the noise, grabbing his collar like a cat's child, meh.

Stannis pisses me off, Henrik laughs innocently, haha.

"I was going to use you when I became Marquis, too bad"

"Enough is still being used by Henrik."

"- You're gonna teach Isaac Kirchner swordsmanship?

Henrik asks for the squire as he is returned to the floor. I looked at Stannis like he was bounced. I didn't hear that! He nodded with a calm face after seeing us.

"Only while Kirchner's son comes to the mansion."

"Did your uncle tell you? He told Baron Kirchner to sell his favors to the house now."

"Yeah, well, there's plenty to ask of the Chamber of Commerce."

Stannis, mindful of me, affirmed vaguely. Henrik looks sadly at my squire.

"Don't you need to be nice to him, Kirchner has everything? - I don't think I'm trying to steal from you."

"- It can't be. I will never leave the Vazas, Master Henrik."

Henrik grabbed his sleeve as he clasped.

"Don't just make him special, I'll come with you, will you tell me? Stannis."

"I'll tell you anytime."

"Bye, fine. - I'll forgive you for teaching him."

Speaking in dignity, Henrik hugged Stannis' root.

What's the matter, like a child, Stannis might have thought.

But without saying anything, my samurai thanks, and strokes my cousin's back.

I thought if my brother was born...

Will there be no more dreams of wanting to escape the Valevski family in Henrik? To the unexpected influence, I was looking at both of them on their backs with complicated feelings.

The next day, on a cold day that should be positioned as the earliest winter rather than autumn, the Kirchner Chamber of Commerce and the Singhs visited my mansion.

Guide the knights serving the Duke's house to the compartment they use for the troopers and look up into the sky. My mother is on Aunt Yoanna and in the mansion, and my father is watching over me with him.

As if they expected us to be ready, - two dragons descended before us.

Hannah, it's your turn, Aki.

The dragon's rider was Dominic and - he was also the stablekeeper who traveled with him to Merger.

"Remilia"

Though I was worried the other day because I had a slightly awkward way of saying goodbye, Singh smiled at me still flauntingly today.

I'm wearing clothes that are easier to move than when I'm in the royal palace, so I guess they're going to put me on the dragon. I sweated inside.

I wonder if we can just meet face to face today...

"Hannah and I brought the chick."

"You're not a Sin chick"

Isaac shrugs, and Vincent embarrasses him so briefly.

"Isn't Master Singh's Al coming today?

"Yeah, Al left a message. That guy, he was mad at me for being out of company, so next time it happens, will you comfort him?

"Fine."

Behind Singh, who explains Al, Baron Kirchner refrains, and a white dragon chick on his shoulder rides with a squeal.

I was thrilled, my eyes were drawn to the beautiful dragon.

Hannah, the chick's mother dragon, is brought to my side by Dominic.

Hannah sounded sober and sweet to me, like she remembered me.

Lovely round eyes with soft colors like cabochon ruby. I hugged Hannah, who bowed her head to the low position.

I'm sorry, Hannah. You're leaving the baby you gave birth to because of.

"How come it's not chained? It'll be dangerous."

Henrik blamed the dragon on Baron Kirchner's shoulder and said. Really! I'm not wearing a collar or chain.

- I saw Baron Kirchner as I asked. The baron kept his people-loving smile, tickling the chick's throat with love.

"Chains plant fear in little chicks. So the chicks we trade with ask us not to chain them up."

"What if Remilia gets hurt?"

Baron Kirchner responds politely to the words of the magnificent boy.

"Dragons are clever creatures, so you won't hurt the Lord. If you admit it's the Lord,"

Look at me as Baron Kirchner's black eyes confirm.

You're asking me if I'm prepared to be Lord. My father was nervous. He shrugged next to me and leaked a laugh.

I can brush my head off.

"-Remilia. As the dragon will recognize you as the Lord, as an encouragement. Don't be ashamed of Vaza's name."

Father - if Father says so to me that he hates Vaza's name, I don't want him to swear yes.

I approach the Baron with my hands on my chest so as to dampen the beating of the early bell.

Baron Kirchner held the chick on his shoulder back in his arms and brought it closer to me.

Still little, the chick, who seems to subside softly in my arms, looks up at me with his manly eyes and sounds anxious. He looked anxious with patties and wings that still couldn't fly up.

We stare at each other as we distance ourselves.

White Dragon (Hina).

Those eyes - they were the same color as ours, as if they were destiny. Empty, big eyes.

"What's your name?

"I've made up my mind."

The white dragon's water-colored - looked up from my eyes of the same colour and I smiled.

Isaac told me the chick's eyes were the same color, and I had a name I always wanted to wear.

"Sola, I'm going to. Because you have empty eyes - Sola. Your name is Sola. What do you say?

I ask Xiaolong.

Do you know what I mean or not, Sola - Cui, no - leaned her neck.

"That's a good name."

The baron compliments me. Both Isaac and Singh seemed satisfied, so I breathed relief.

I didn't know if Sola liked it, but instead Hannah rubs her face against my cheek as if she were going to say that's okay.

- Ouch, it hurts a little, Hannah.

I put my hand gently on the head of the sky, smiling bitterly.

"Hello, Sola"

(Please, say hello)