The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

"Is the Dragon Clan better?

I listen back. Klaus did his hand with a motion that could have been a cigarette on his chest, noticed me and put it back again. You sound like a heavy smoker.

"Excuse me. It's a habit. - Right, speaking of the princess's chest - do you have anything there? It looks just as glowing."

"Huh."

"- I have a sign of a dragon. I can see the light pulsating with light."

"- Yes."

I accidentally put my hand on my chest.

Here is a stone I received from Yen, a dragon tribe who used to live in North Mountain. Cardiac stone.

It is the fossil of the heart of an ancient dragon. Sin also said from this stone "there are signs of dragons". - I've never told anyone that I always have a heart stone.

Apparently, Klaus can really see signs of that (...). I suppose I could call it an anomaly...

"I can only see the light, but if I ask the others who is standing in the direction of the light - it's just that I look like a Westerner"

"Are you a Westerner......?

"- It seems that there are many people in the West with mixed dragon blood, so maybe it's simply because of that - I feel like there's been more in the Wang Capital this past year - I don't know what you're doing,"

As we were bewildered, Klaus stood up and put his hands on his chest to show his gratitude.

"Excuse me. Princess. You're here because of me, and you're innocent."

You've wasted your mouth, and Klaus breaks up the conversation. I heard you were a nervous person, but I guess I owe it to Aunt Olga to treat you like a skull.

"Thank you for today, Mr. Leavie. - I'd love to hear your music again. - Really. Please give my aunt an invitation and thank her."

"Please let me know at any time, if that's all right with you. - What a fulfillment if that person's request. The Duchess is like our goddess."

Klaus says in a lucid tone somewhere. That's insane! But - I envy being called a goddess by such a talented person.

As I thanked him today, Klaus bowed his head.

"Welcome to the theater tonight. Princess - please come again"

"There used to be dragon tribes in the west as well as the North Mountains, right? I've asked Camilla."

I asked Stannis as I returned to my VIP table.

"I hear so."

"I met you on your trip to Merger, remember Yen? - I wonder if he was born in the West too - it could be Yen who is in the Wang capital."

I said a few things by surprise.

- With that sweet voice, lady, I'd like to be called again. I have gorgeous golden eyes, the Dragons are my admirer. Stannis reclaimed the glasses off beside me unexpectedly, like he said. Glasses threaded loose?

"No, that's ominous - he said that he was born in Cardina. He said to Isaac,"

"It is!

"- In the first place, there is no pure dragon clan in the West. It looks like they have descendants..."

Hundreds of years ago, the Dragon Nation of the West fought with the King of the West... as a result of their defeat, adult boys were destroyed. You think the children were enslaved and passed their blood on to the royals? That should have been the kind of slaughter story.

"Right. I've heard that some of the best soldiers in the West are mixed with dragon blood."

"Are dragon-mixed Westerners likely soldiers... if so, it would be disturbing to be in King's Capital"

I sigh. Although the West and Cardina are traditionally unfriendly, they are afraid to hold a spark.

Stannis agrees with me that at all, too.

"- I hope nothing happens to the people Klaus sees, too, just tourists. I hope Canaan calms down..."

"You're right, sir"

Father looked at me as we returned to the VIP table with stupidity.

"Have you studied? Remilia."

"Yes, very!

At the end of the day disturbing information was purchased, but overall it was a fun evening.

Let's go home, and we'll be led to a private exit. Waiting for the carriage as we talk about our thoughts today, a man who was across the road tries to rush over for a small run. Stannis gets out in front of us and Camilla gets in shape next to me.

"Duke, go ahead, have a word with me."

I am surprised by the man approaching me with a delightful face and I am surprised unexpectedly.

but a theater guard rushed to seize him and still far from us he was held to the ground.

Young men, let go! And I looked at it like I was calling and observing us. What the fuck!? The man screams as he is dragged away.

"I just want to talk to His Excellency! Is it true that we are talking about remarrying Her Majesty the Queen! And for the next generation, Your Excellency will follow you... Grr, kaha."

The man was held down - and made to faint. The theater manager stuck it out! and absurd voices.

"My lord, I'm sorry, sir, but hurry up to the carriage..."

When blued, the manager looked faceless and bowed his head to his father, who would not even try to give the man his gaze. I could see my watery eyes getting closer to blue - you're angry, this is...

After his father was completely blind to the man, he exhaled and turned to his manager. The manager apologizes deeply.

"Something very unpleasant. Punish the head of security immediately."

"No, I don't mind. There was no harm in us."

It's a liturgical thing, but it makes me smile. Father's grown up! and I was somewhat surprised. My old father would have left silently, maybe.

"Let's just say I didn't see that, manager. My daughters and I were entertained tonight. Thank you."

"Manager, thank you for today! I've learned so much."

I agreed, too. Let's make the brochure you signed a Vazza family heirloom.

The manager caressed his chest and lowered his head. "This will never happen again, so don't come back," he said.

Me and my father, Stannis, get in the carriage, and Camilla gets in the carriage behind us with Uncle Yuzef.

And when he was about to start running, he stopped his horse.

"What's up?

"- Mr. Stannis, a customer..."

"Customer?

When I peered through the small window, a tall lady stood without a confession.

- I can clearly see the line of my body, wrapped in a silk dress. Glossy black silk with elaborate embroidery and large roses and birds boldly embellished. Also, a novel outfit.

"On Aunt Olga"

"- Hello, Remilia. Can I get in the carriage, too?

"- You ask after the ride, you are"

My father frowned. - Olga laughed nicely, getting in the carriage and facing me - and sitting next to Stannis. Stannis tried to keep his distance, but he laughed nicely and got his arm kicked out of him.

"You're not running, Stannis. Because I'm not afraid."

"... ha..."

Stannis is in trouble. Olga likes Stannis - I guess it's more fun to be hated than to say, we've come to know lately...

"What kind of outfit is that?"

Olga reassembled her long legs, as her father said flashly.

"Oriental design? - Don't be silly, my lord."

"You look great, Auntie."

I sent a heartfelt compliment. If you can wear this grandiose, you'll be looking forward to the dress, I'm sure. Olga thanked me and also thanked my father for returning it.

"Thank you very much tonight, Leshek, Remilia"

"I just did my duty."

"Thank you, Auntie! It was so nice!

Olga laughed in a good mood when my father said I was a groom.

"Aren't you good kids? - Everybody's so talented, they're so blind. I think you made them feel confident."

A look like a girl who looks really happy, unlike the usual glossy ones. I got caught up. Aunt Olga is a beautiful person, but I'm sure this kind of look is adorable, not just for making faces.

"I don't know the art. but, well - the music wasn't bad"

"Enough. - Did Remilia have fun?

I nodded.

"Very! Especially that Meg song is lovely -!"

"Silky voice, isn't it? She."

We inadvertently rigged the theater - this is what it is! What's the fun after the show! Father of the Wind asked, unable to understand what we were talking about.

"So? It's time to break up, but are we going to the Candidate Mansion? Or do you want to stay in Vaza's mansion?

"Oh, may I stay, my lord?"

"It must be your house."

Olga laughed.

Sebastian turned his eyes round when he returned to the mansion. He's a little angry as he rushes us into the room and then leads Olga to the guest room.

"Lady! What is it, that outfit! It can't be!"

"Sebastian, the lady's not old enough."

I went back to my room and talked to Camilla as she helped me get dressed. Camilla also seemed to enjoy the show and let her face down, but clouded her face.

"- I apologize for bringing such a person to your side at the end."

"You mean someone who came near the carriage? - Fine, something that was held up at all far away. - But you said something that bothered you."

I clouded my face. Father remarries Her Majesty the Queen.

"Lady Remilia, don't worry - it's every fan the stranger said."

"Right..."

I changed into simple clothes and thanked Camilla. Although Camilla looked at her father with an uncut gaze before this. I didn't realize we'd been together for a few years, but - I wonder if she might like your father. If so, it's complicated.

"What is it, Master Remilia?

"What, yeah? - It's okay, it's nothing"

I waved and deceived, but asked Camilla.

"- What if your father... What if we get remarried or something, Camilla?

"? Am I? - If Master Remilia misses you, do I miss you too?

"Oh, yeah, right. I'm sorry to ask you this weird question..."

Camilla looked at me surprised that there was no way I could be honest.

"It's nothing! Let's go to your father and your aunt. I want to thank you for today."

I left the room early.