The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

The king capital of Cardina is divided into five districts.

East-West Fourth and Central Districts. The aristocrats preferred to live in the Central and North Districts, and the East Districts, one way or another, were districts with many poor people.

"Hey, there you are. Sir, what can I do for you?

"- Wine in a bottle, please. I have company."

"Oh! If you're a teacher, go over there."

Encouraged by the store's well-width husband, Stannis advanced to the back of the Black Coral Pavilion on the East Side. The cheap store is full of aromatic smells of well cooked meat (...).

"Pavilion owner, how proud are you of this store?

"Baked pork with vanilla! I'll bring it to you later."

"Right..."

"To?"

"No, it's nothing."

The black coral pavilion seems to be a store for sale in cheap and quantity. His makeup is thick as he laughs aloud at the tenacious men who seem to be engaged in manual labor, and the clothing fabric exchanges liquor as he draws the shoulders of thin women. There are about 20 seats at the counter, ten tables for four, and only one and a half private rooms in the back.

In his habit, as he entered the half-private room checking about two escape routes, a man raised a glass.

"I'm sorry I started earlier."

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Doctor?

Emile Heitman puts the glass on the table and smiles.

"Doctor, right. I'm not such a big deal... but isn't that what they call you, Stannis"

"... sort of. Besides, is this a good place for fish? It reminds me of a joke."

"I'm glad you remember. - I don't want you to think properly."

And it came to pass, when Stannis struck his tongue, that Deng, and flesh, were laid before them.

The clerk leaves when he rhythmically declares that he wants it baked with vanilla.

"It's a specialty of this store. Tastes good."

"Do you want me to..."

"The ocean is now covered, but rough patterns are predicted, right?

To Emile's words, Stannis held the knife and fork in silence.

Emile and Stannis have served together on a mission to broil out Western intelligence agents lurking in Canaan when they were in the military.

In doing so, Stannis appropriately decided on the coding.

The western country is called the sea, and the humans on the western side are called fish, and the savory fish means intelligence (per). Baked fish are less relevant and boiled fish are high. Years later, I didn't expect to remember.

- Black Coral Pavilion's specialty is meat.

Going out of your way to give fish names...

Pour the wine at your disposal and pour the cheap rusty liquid down your throat and it feels like you can grab your chest.

There are elegant (...) men around who make foolish noises, the smell of perfume, - Heightman in front of them. I remember the illusion of being back in time.

"So? Why did you bother calling me, Heightman... you don't want to talk back in the day, do you?

"... it's true that when I saw your face, I missed you and wanted to drink."

"We're leaving."

"I don't know... I wanted to have a drink with you... but I heard about the delicious fish (...)"

"... fish"

The meat in my mouth was cheaper and tactile but not badly seasoned.

The gravy is wrapped in a vanilla flavor and the black pepper remains at the tip of the tongue. It probably has a strong flavour because there are many manual workers in the customer.

"- Fish swimming near Canaan, right?

"... Again? I was fed five years ago... and it must have sunk under the sea."

Five years ago, Cardina rubbed across the border between the West (Tais) and Canaan. Vaza lost the former Earl of Kaminski Ukash due to its influence......, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he lost Yadovica as well as the aftermath.

"... I have a performance in the theater right now. I'm writing the script."

"Uh, the queen's affair."

Stannis replied carelessly. Unfortunately, I'm not interested in the plays and stories this man loves.

"You don't have a look or a lid, that's good. - That's okay. Not many people wander into plays or music stores. There's a man in the west ocean who knows a lot about it."

"So."

"- There's a flock of fish, it's going to split in two."

There will be no one in the hustle and bustle listening to the conversation between the two or anything. Emile still whispered...... almost just spoke with the movement of her mouth.

Cardina is a major country blessed with four seasons and abundant soil, but not in the West (Tice).

It's a tough land pattern, and weak individuals have been eliminated. That is also reflected in national identity. It is also a true manifestation of the royal succession issue. Since its inception, the more gently the regime has transitioned…, often when kings are old, men and brothers… At the end of the day, daughters and son-in-laws are joined to fight over bone meat.

- Take it from the enemy, and destroy it.

Yes, Stannis can still remember the loud voice of the Western generals inspiring soldiers.

"Successor candidates for the West, two. He's the eldest son with a concubine belly and a second son with a royal family to his mother... don't you think?

"I don't know."

Unlike Cardina, kings in the West usually have a few wives. All the wives ask for is talent and beauty. The chosen daughters enter Harem and compete for the king's pet. Compared to Cardina, it is rare for a woman of high stature to be the king's wife. He says it's because he's afraid his wife's relatives will take power, but - he says not much royalty marries each other.

"The King of the West is a romantic now, isn't he? He welcomed the daughter of the childhood royal family as his rightful queen. but the concubine of the latter house already had a child."

"Keep your hands on other women first - can you say romantic, is that it?

"I have no choice, it is the king's duty to leave offspring - not in the West."

Emile left dishes at the table.

"It's time for the parents of the fish - it seems the day is near, one of the juveniles is in a hurry to do his work... Stannis, your Lord's, the sea, wants it."

"- All the unsolicited things"

"If you try them, Cardina will take their ancestral lands to the bones. - The man who told me he was running away from Canaan because of a disturbing move."

Stannis dampened his mouth with wine before rebuffing Emile's story.

"Up there, but to a certain extent, we may be grasping the state of the ocean... but you should know more about the fishing grounds, too, right?

"Can I see the man?"

"Fine. I'll see you at the theater. Thousand Autumns sounds like that father and daughter are coming, but are you coming with me?

"Let's go"

"Come here for your nightclub clothes, I'll laugh with you in my belly"

Keh on Emile's light mouth, and poisoned - Stannis missed his gaze. When the meat is cheeked up and poured in with wine, silence comes between the bundles. Stannis narrowed her eyes when she saw the men laughing ridiculously near the counter.

"You can pack it."

"What?"

Emile gives you a face. - Staring back at him, Stannis mocked herself.

"Never go back to the Army, you're out of service, and then you come back. Kirchner and you can pack me up."

Emile Heitman rounded her eyes -, hands on the table, put together.

"Then you can pack me too, okay. - When you quit the army, you swore you'd scratch your feet already, and you quit after less than five years, and now you're completely rootless."

"- Really?

"The truth is - no one has the right to pack a decision someone has made troubled - if they like it and have no remorse, that's fine"

Stannis smiled bitterly. - The blue smell, it doesn't change. Stannis nodded softly, then raised the edge of his mouth.

"Sounds like some kind of fairy tale is fashionable, huh? It's boring, though."

Emile coughed up. Peek into a former colleague.

"That, too, you read?

"My young lady's reading to you - I'm not interested."

It is just a little bit of salt response and a disappointing emir.

"My young man doesn't seem to know much about it either. She fell asleep while the lady was eager to read it, and the lady was so angry."

"The lady told me she was funny."

"- You don't have a good taste. It's a little weird, that kid."

With his very gentle eyes, Emile felt relieved and at the same time lonely.

Stannis Saule, in my memory, was always lonely and tarnished. I didn't move into anything, I didn't want anything, and whatever - every time I checked him settled down on a battlefield of dust and anger, it was something I felt comfortable with, even though I thought he was hateful.

That's the same with Emile and the rest of his dead crew, I'm sure. Emile slaps her hatred.

"- You don't look very different, but you're completely round. I'm disappointed."

"You're old enough to smell blue inside, as long as you look at the play."

"... I thought you didn't watch it"

"I watched it today at noon. I slept on the way. That was a good song."

- You don't know how to handle people's minds.

"Is there any delicacy or crap in an affair?"

Stannis saw Niyali and Emile grabbing the wine into two glasses. Screw you, and with each other in bad shape, the two finally glazed at each other.

"To a long reunion?

"I didn't really miss you, though."

Cheers, the matching voices proved, scratched off by the laughter of the men who had gone to the cheap tavern.