The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

Early in the morning in the snowy mountains, there is no sound.

All that exists is white and black, and the gray of rock skin in between.

Touch the neck of the sand dragon - if you instruct her to come down, she found a protruding rock where one could just sit down and descend with hilarity.

If I got off the sand dragon, the snow, which had been blown to the sidelines all the way to the evening, stopped falling, decorating the rocks and trees and shimmering.

The descending shadow exhales deeply as he takes the cloth off his face, which was wrapped around a snowflake.

The breath overflowing from the mouth is white.

"Welcome back, you've been away a long time."

If she looked up over her head with no footsteps heard, it was the woman she knew was on the cliff.

A light outfit that gently flushes long dark hair down his back and is not unlike Snow Mountain, beside him, still accompanied by dragons.

When she placed the dragon on the cliff, she somehow came down the cliff wondering if it would be three times her back length and lined up next to the man.

When the man glanced at the woman, there was no particular emotion, so he called out.

A quiet mountain beneath your eyes and a view of the foothills.

"I wasn't going to be home until spring. North Mountain in winter always stinks all the time"

A man flaunts his face by paying for the snow piled on his shoulder.

The snow reflected the illuminated light, and the golden eyes glowed in a grumpy manner.

"It's about Yen saying that. They say the winter in North Mountain is mysterious and beautiful. The dragons, the humans."

The laughing woman's eyes are golden too - her skin is white as snow.

White skin in beautiful golden eyes. It was a typical North Mountain dragon tribe.

"I thought it was about time Yen came home, so I waited"

"You know exactly what I mean."

"I had a dream (...) - I saw Yen come back on a snowy morning - you hit it"

Run's powers are dreamy.

I can see the past and the future in my dreams - the future seems uncertain to me.

When he told the rare power in the clan as if it were nothing, Lan crossed over to the sand dragon and instructed Yen to ride on his back.

Yen is quiet and follows her.

When you fly with two dragons to the nearby annals, you warm up in the annals. I say something casual when I go to bed because I am tired when Yen is satisfied with the meal that Lan was bringing in beforehand as usual.

When Lan took his own dragon back inside and walked back to the ark, it was twilight at the earliest.

Ask a man with a small mouth about his journey and, as usual, he is lazy and teased. The conversation stopped and Lan asked the man who looked above her all ten times.

"Hey, Yen. You want to say hello to the chief tomorrow?

"It's a hassle...... anyway, I'm just here to return the sandragon. I leave again without seeing him. - Run, will you give this guy back?

Yen was walking into an anvil and warming up with them, stroking the neck of a sandragon.

After a long journey, Sandragon rubs her face against Yen to spare her goodbye.

A man puts a gentle smile on a dragon that rarely appears to either a person or a dragon clan, and he mouths on the edge of her (dragon) eyes.

The dragon woman looked at Yen with a bitter smile and clapped her shoulders.

"... I'm back in there because of you, I wish I was going to see the chief... would you be happy?

The young elder likes Yen.

If he finds out he's back, he'll also feel better about the chief who was grumpy here, so as a run serving near the chief, I want you to come and be in a good mood.

Yen, however, the 'human mingle' in front of him, mocked and truncated with his nose.

"It's a hassle. I'll be in the woods for a while. Tell them to come if they need you."

"In the woods, where is Theseus?

"Mostly."

Living at the foot of the North Mountain, make it a witch. Theseus the half dragon tribe.

I don't even know Run about him. Because Theseus' father was a dragon tribe and he was close to Run in his lifetime.

"- With that said, - you said you met Singh? Were you growing up?

When Lan asked, Yen ironically hoisted the edge of his mouth.

"You heard from Theseus, he's got a light mouth too"

"The chief cares about Sin... so Theseus reports through me too. Because Sin is the blood of the chief."

Yen attached a finger to his jaw, pointing his sarcastic gaze at the run.

"Bloodline, you know - I think you abandoned Tania and Boy when you were half dragon for it?

"... Tania hated coming inside. The chief respected that too."

"... you can do that. It seemed like fun to be spoiled at the Royal Palace. Wouldn't that be a lot better than being in such a stinking place?

Yen stood up from the chair just saying that the conversation was over, taking control of the run with his gaze, and he just went to his bedroom.

"I'm tired of the long journey - I'm off now - what do you do?

Reaching out as a matter of course, Lan approached him and took his hand, even as he sighed.

Riding on his knees, he stretches his fingers out to his well-shaped mouth and glances over his lower lip, mouthing in his ear, whispering.

"If I rest with you, will you see the chief instead of rewarding me?

"... what a colorless thing to do."

Lan continued his words as he peered into Yen's eyes, narrowing his eyes.

"The reason the chief is grumpy is because many times a messenger has come from the Royal Palace in Cardina... depressed, wrinkled in his nose"

"From the Queen?

"Yeah... more info... I'll talk to you later..."

I thought the royal palace was in North Mountain.

Looking up at the surprised man, Run also tilted his neck like he was in trouble.

There was a lot going on, and I sighed and buried my face in Yen's neck...

The northern forest stretches out at the foot of the North Mountain, where the dragons live.

From time immemorial, the woods were inhabited by people chased from Cardina and Eastern brilliance (fans), as well as aliens, forming a group of loose connections whimsically welcoming the bastards of the Dragons and men.

They are called "witches" without distinction between men and women, with only a few fears and maybe a little contempt, for the psychics and special skills.

As one of the witches, Theseus, the doctor, laid his hands on the door of his house and sighed.

The key that I should have closed is open.

Theseus is of a slight nature.

Even in the woods, where all around you are familiar with your face, you will never forget to lock up the house where you keep your professional pattern, all sorts of medicines.

Face to face, breathe one, then slide yourself in, and the person as predicted was indulgent with our face.

Sitting on Theseus' chair, the fireplace is politely lit.

"... Yen, if you want to go home, let me know in advance"

"Well done, Theseus."

I smile at the dust and obviously the making laugh, and I flatter my shoulders that you're disgusting. It was Theseus who told Yen to use the key at any time, but it was the first time Yen had used it.

"Don't you have to go back inside? I've been worried about Run for a long time."

Asked thinking of the side of the dragon beauty, Yen replies without hesitation, "We met last night".

I guess I only met with Lan and didn't come back inside.

Few dragon tribes do not often think of Yen crossing countries at will, shielded by the personal fondness for him of the young elder and the excuse that he is a mix of humans.

Bitterly laughing that this was a refuge for Yen, Theseus took off his coat.

"The royal palace called the chief."

Theseus nods.

It was Theseus who was asked by the aristocracy of the north to connect the messenger with the Dragon clan.

"Soon... but a few years from now, it seems, the princess will be officially named heir. In the meantime, he wants us to send a congratulatory messenger from the inside."

Since ancient times, there has been interaction between the dragon tribe of North Mountain and the royal family of Cardina.

In the reign of the royal family of Cardina and in the dawn of adulthood, some of the dragon tribes come to celebrate with celebrations and the words of the chief. To thank them, the Royals of Cardina gave many tributes to the Dragon tribe (though an expression on the Dragon tribe's side) to wish each other happiness and, on the other hand, it was often borderline.

However, nearly twenty years after replacing the current head, the interaction between the two is constant, reflecting his intention to hate humans.

"I hear the chief is not going to send anyone"

"Right..."

Yen's words were half-expected, so Theseus just nodded.

But as for the royal palace - as for Beatrice, that would be troublesome.

Cardina is a country that believes in dragons. As a tradition, the Lord has blessed the Dragon Nation with his reign and his Tachiko.

The current situation, where some forces do not obey the Queen, fuels unwanted rebellion if Princess Francesca does not receive any dragon tribe blessings.

"... not everyone wants to cut off their interactions with Cardina because they're dragon tribes, right?

Kitayama is a frontier, even though the Ryunu are robust clans. Refusing to interact with other countries also has many inconveniences.

"Even so, Afraid of the chief's unhappiness, no one wants to go."

"Right."

Theseus lay his eyes down thinking of the side of the little queen behind his brain - of Beatrice, who, in his memory, remained a young daughter. Will she faint, bite her lips, and bite?

Beatrice had a habit of biting her lips slightly when she endured something.

The only time it looses is when I sweeten it to my sister Tania and relax.

Now, I worry extra about who I'll forgive in front of... it's totally extra, and my sigh leaks unintentionally.

"... sounds like fun."

Arm over your head, Yen shrugs.

Theseus gives you a face.

The blazing sound of the flames in the fireplace occurred as if it were a match for the hand.

Yen laughed joyfully and buried himself in the chair even deeper.

"... for the first time in a long time, I can go to Cardina. Beatrice would be delighted. If the chief says he won't send anyone, let me know. Kirchner or Yunker next?

Theseus shut up and shook his head without answering Yen's question.

"... the royal palace is going to say you don't have to come as long as you're coming."

"Should the dragon tribe go and praise the princess in a good mood? - I'll go and see her. There are a few of them who want to see their faces."

Theseus thought of his beloved son Singh and the beloved apprentice of the man in front of him.

Neither of us is likely to be very happy with Yen's visit.

The Northern Forest witch sat herself in a chair, clapping her shoulders, for Christ's sake.

The northern forest is still deep into winter, but Cardina will be about to spring.

With his nostalgic face in mind as to what was going on, Theseus lowered his eyes softly.