The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

"Take a look, Your Excellency the Duke will be on your way"

"Is your daughter with you!

"- They're both dolls, what a beauty"

"Yeah, they're pretty."

The girl looked down the lower realm from the carriage in a good mood.

Travel purposefully in a hunting carriage (Yarkt) so that you can see from the inhabitants and head to the National Church just outside Vaza's separate residence on the outskirts.

My father, who is extremely reluctant to meet people, also exposed himself in this little apartment and village, and then in the National Church - incredibly often in contact with the civilians.

"More people"

"It's a gift of your husband's dedication. The harvest has stabilized and the men have returned - epidemics, prevention, and no fewer people in the winter."

"Right."

"You have to thank His Majesty's wise eye....... I just really lose my mind in the knowledge of the health care of the people of the north. - Oh, there's a lot of babies in the village."

A man of the same age as my father narrows his eyes.

My father preferred to keep him at his side when he was in this separate mansion, although he was not in a position to be accompanied by both of them.

"Sebastian"

"Yes."

"You're doing great, do you want anything?

"You're the one on the left. Everyone will be delighted when there are more horses to carry…, but after that, residents who cannot see the people of the National Church want their doctors…"

My father laughed bitterly. The girl looked at the beautiful side in surprise. Someone who doesn't move anything, but near this apartment, he often changes his expression. Especially in front of a man called Sebastian.

"Not so, Sebastian. Your request will come true. I wanted to give you something."

Sebastian smiled.

"From day to day, we've had excesses, sir"

"Think of something. Sometimes you can give me greed."

Sebastian thanked me, and it was good for my father, the girl pinched her mouth.

"Then I'll give you my precious book! It's the Doctrine of the National Church. Sebastian has always watched that as a good thing!

"- I won't be a lady, for such a precious thing."

"I know, but I don't mind you being Sebastian."

Anyway, this man has no closeness. Serious men will take care of it, and the Doctrine will have a lot, a lot. When this man dies, all you have to do is get it back.

So...

"That's a good idea. Catagina."

My father's fingers comb the girl's - Katagina's hair. Katagina was in a trance.

"You know how people feel, you're a smart kid."

If I could buy my father's joy and love in one book, I'd give it to this servant in every library. That's what I thought, and Catagina hugged her father.

Looking over the village in a good mood, the civilians dressed in blush noticed the girl's gaze and thanked her for her goodness and disguise.

Seeing it in the mood, the girl laughed and told her father, who lined up beside her, to dull.

"Father! See? Man on that end! Incredibly funny face! - How can I be so blind? The color of that girl's hair, it's so miserable."

"... I didn't see anything. Come on, look forward. We'll be arriving at church soon."

The girl hugged her father sweetly.

"Ma'am, do you understand the procedure?

"It's true! - There's nothing I don't understand!

You go to the National Church, you listen to their reports, and then you give food and clothes to that belly-up dirty civilian. Or some rusty colored currency.

"To the inhabitants, I take Zihi! A royal gim!

"Lady."

The tutor beheaded like trouble, but his beautiful father didn't say anything.

So the girl is right. The princess (...) gave her pity, as she had been ordained, and even smiled at most and the shrunken civilians from afar, enjoying the praiseworthy eye as a matter of course.

Study, dance, and sometimes comfort.

Katajina did all of them well. Smile even if you screw it up and you were forgiven.

I should have told my mother to drown Catagina when there were people who still wouldn't allow it.

"That teacher is kind of scary, if he did it to me, he'd try to touch me."

The next day, no one hated him anymore.

One of my smiles makes everyone happy with Kan.

Oh, my God, it's a gentle, easy world. Beautiful parents, beautiful sister, beautiful self, beautiful garden, beautiful skies, knights are Rin, poor ladies to serve.

The unsightly samurai made the girl quit. - That samurai had a little black skin.

Silly, dirty things don't like girls. I don't deserve to decorate myself.

The girl was born and raised in a beautiful and gentle world.

There's nothing you can't get, everyone takes care of the girl.

The first debacle of the perfect world was when my younger sister was born.

"- Liar, I can't believe your mother didn't wake up!

Of the three women - when she gave birth to Olga, my mother did not stop from sleeping. Anita, her older sister, just cries, and her father strokes her mother's cheek silently, as usual. - The girl, Katajina screamed!

"But lady, sister, you're fine. Please..."

In exchange for your mother. Katajina looked at the ugly chunks that were all in the hands of the nanny. - A messy red and black, sobbing beast.

"My sister? Is that it?

"Yeah, give it to me..."

"Minni, go!

Catagina tried to throw it off the stairs when she took it from the nanny.

"Do what! Lady!"

"Come on, Sebastian. Is that bad? Because that filthy thing tormented your mother, she's dead! - Throw it away, let it go! Then I'll go back to normal."

"... Somebody, people! The lady is disturbed by grief. Don't talk about this, okay?

Sebastian briefly ordered the fading samurai and the young squire to take Catagina to her room.

All the servants and others, it's like garbage, but Katagina thought only Sebastian could listen and do it. Serious, Father is the only one to smile, a competent butler apprentice.

"Ma'am, you must be sad, please, don't be patient... Please cry. Such a small one,...... poor thing. What a pity..."

"Sebastian"

When Katagina hugs, Sebastian hugs Katagina all the time.

Katajina looked up to him in tears telling him to adore his sister.

I knew this man would forgive Katajina if I were to be an uptake. I wonder if there will be tears soon. That would make Sebastian more, more profound in his pity for Catagina.

- Good, serious Sebastian.

Everyone hates what he doesn't like. The behavior he performs is exemplary. - It's just the bottom line.

Everything seems thin, worthless to Catagina, but apparently not to the civilian population. This man had what they probably called his conscience, and Catagina did, as she judged that criterion through Sebastian's eyes, which had no companionship.

"- Shouldn't I destroy my sister?

"Please don't say that, ma'am. Even if you're sad..."

"... I don't know how, how, okay?"

If you make me cry, Sebastian will teach me how to love my sister the right way to think down.

Katagina learned.

I see.

"In public, yes, you just have to behave. - That way, you can't go wrong."

Condemning my sister is... good without people's eyes. Katagina adored Olga where she had eyes, and decided to retaliate where no one was. - It's a natural right to be deprived of my mother.

Tell the crying toddler.

"Ugly monkey! Good thing? My mother is dead because of you, so you won't be loved by anyone for the rest of your life and you will die alone! Don't remember. Come on!

As she glanced over the soft part of her elbow, Olga cried and Katagina laughed with fun and freakiness.

How ugly! Olga is!

Olga was taken under the Marquis, who liked her, before she was three years old.

Marquises of Steinburg. They're going to be the wife of that grain of Simon. I'm sorry, Katajina thinks.

"Best regards, Marquise"

The lady, drawing Vaza's blood in colour, glanced down at Catagina with her empty eyes.

- How could you say that?

"Madame?"

The Marquise whispers in her ear. with a voice that suppressed anger.

"I see what you do, me, the Duke and - God. Such as obstinately abusing a young child - shame on you, Katajina - we will raise this child dearly. Your late mother would like that, too!

The fading Catagina gives her face like it was bounced. My father, who was across the hallway, sighed and disappeared.

My new wife... Katajina called me a concubine and offered... but my father, who welcomed me, was no longer allowed to stroke Katajina, as he used to.

I don't like the way you do things.

Catagina bent her mouth when a boy younger than herself told her.

Simon Bertri. One son of the Marquis of Steinburg said as he mouthed Catagina's hair.

"You scratch such a prominent spot in Olga, and the samurai have a mouth, so you'll find out soon enough"

"- Who told your father? A maid?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Like me? You don't know that either, do you? You're my aunt."

Simon laughs as Catagina stares.

"Thanks to my merciful mother, your sister has become my possession. Really, I hear my wife was you."

"I'm not kidding, Marquis or anything. It's not understated."

"- So, what are you going to be? There is only one Duke in this country. If you miss the Marquis, you'll only be the Countess."

"Shut up."

"Whatever, you're looking forward to it. What kind of voice does Olga cry with? Oh, I'm sorry, but I kept the dangerous things you mixed with my mother's tea."

The extra thing, Katajina bit her lip.

"I have no choice. I need asylum too, it's too early - when I'm a little older - let's think about it together, Katagina."

"............... when did this happen"

"If I had a housekeeper.... Then I guess I'll let you like it. Until then, I hope you're good at acting."

"I'll try."

I hated the effort, but it's not bad if you think it's to get rid of the people you hate.

The samurai decided to select them carefully. A servant or other redeemable tool, but a servant who looks dull also seems to have emotions and thinking skills in that one.

Others are harsh, and those loyal to Catagina are favoured with hardware and treatment......, it's easy to give orders if you get upset.

I see, this is how power..., this is how people spoil it and make it a tool?

But I don't know when I'll be betrayed. Catagina buys a silent girl in a poverty alleviation. I wanted one samurai who didn't talk extra.

You should have a lot of tools in order to fall into a person you don't like.

Katajina haters.

The last of them were old men with fluttering purple eyes in the middle of the royal palace. The king is trying from Vaza to defile, and even give way to her miserable daughter, the luxurious and rugged chair that no Catagina should have sat in.

"... how many Lord Catagina have you become?

"It's fifteen, Your Majesty."

Catagina still drowned her head in a hearty manner. Katajina looks too beautiful to be decapitated against this man. Known for his favorable colors, the king saw Catagina resembling his late wife as he put his distorted colors on his gaze. The ugly old man - in addition, praised Catagina's appearance.

"... I wonder if you're willing to be accompanied by Master Catagina."

"Your Majesty? Take our lady? I'm not kidding! Such an old man makes a beautiful lady... soothing!

The chattering sparrows whisper. Katajina tried to reward the samurai who worshipped herself later, … reminding me of the feeling of an ugly old man's finger. Give me the stiffness of dry skin.

... offensive indeed, but if what those fingers carry is that brilliant crown, it's not a bad deal.

The royal crown is embedded in the center with luminous stones that are neither emerald nor blue.

How the light reflects, it will be the same color as Vaza's eyes...... that gem. How refreshing to hold that in your head and look down on this country from a height above all -!

Katagina imagined that time - she leaked her exhale.

Beautiful queen waving from a golden carriage with a beautiful crown in her head, there is no way to put a king or anything beside her. Is it my father who can stay on Catagina's side......, well, you can compromise with Simon.

You have to be the right person with no mixed blonde hair.

"The Queen, etc! This is ridiculous!

My father overwhelmed the examination of the proposal to Catagina. You can say I'm furious.

"Following my sister, you're willing to feed even your daughter, that old man -! Plus, Catagina has a neat fiancée named Earl of Heltling. What are you thinking"

My father hated the king. I can't be angry or compelled. But Catagina pleaded.

For my father, for my country. Beautiful princess to sacrifice for her country.... What a beautiful story. And there's no such thing as an Earl of Heltling. The territory is rich and good looking young man, but that's all. He has neither the ambition nor the status to just satisfy Catagina. How much praise do you get for the title of his wife?

Katajina was heartfelt sadder, playing a praise that was obviously more diminishing than it is now. You can say you mourned me.

"But Father, it's not a bad story. If I am the queen, I can reconcile the rebellious factions of old and new royalty."

"Catagina"

"You all want that, don't you? Then I don't mind.... the marriage of noble daughters is for the good of the country."

Kneel down in front of my father and look up to him.

Mobilize and plead for uplifting, trembling voices, fingers, everything. said my father.

"... that it will be sacrificed for everyone?

Yes, Father.

"... what happens to Beatrice? Your cousin, the wise Beatrice. My beloved sister is my daughter. If Katagina had a boy, wouldn't her position be in jeopardy?

Katajina tilted her neck.... even if it is not the boy who gives birth, or if he is not born, such a woman, is set to be eliminated. Use every hand.

"Prince Wang is His Royal Highness Beatrice. It was His Majesty the King who laid it down. Even if I have a baby, it's not something I can override... and we can get along, I'm sure."

If you get beautiful empty gems, smiling at Beatrice for a little while is not a great pain.

To Catagina's determination, my father said, quietly.

"Catagina......"

"Yes, Father"

"... you must be the one who wants you to be queen, don't you?

"... Father?

My father warped his face.

…… Your maid disappeared last month. She's the lady who broke the cup you cherished. "

…… Too many failures, so I took the time. "

"She is. They found it in the alley. Fortunately, he breathed."

"Really?"

Katagina remembered the side of the maid who could only remember blurred.

Catagina took care of it, cup. Cup given to me by my mother in her lifetime, for Catagina and on special order, after my mother's death, around the age of twelve. When I remembered it sadly, my chest was stifled.

I broke Catagina's cup.... Never go back, memories with my mother.

To irrevocably fail, the samurai herself had to be "broken".

So Katajina just cried to one of the followers of the military.

'Cause I'll break that samurai the same way, and I'll love you instead'

And. I didn't know it was shattered, and I can't even use that guy.

"... you're not surprised, Catagina"

"Father, what is an alley? Not for me... I don't know"

"... the samurai testified. You're the one who used to go out with me."

My father told me with cold eyes. My father, who tends to get sick recently, started coughing disgustingly.

... I want to cure you, but Catagina is not a doctor or therapist, so I can't. Katajina turned off her expression and looked at her father. Though I didn't say anything, I guess my father figured out all the circumstances.

throw up in bitterness.

"There's no way I can make you Mother of Nations or anything else..., what do you want? Catagina. Manipulating people, demeaning people, eliminating people......, leaving a shallow trace of it!

"... 'Cause Father, the royal family is Vaza...' Cause it's so pathetic for Father to sit in that chair..., I just thought it would be nice to be in that place too..."

"Ridiculous, what a stupid daughter!... Oh, but you have no choice because you're my daughter too...! What a stupid parent and child......, okay, Katajina. The use comes tomorrow from the National Church. Thou shalt purify thyself in the Church of the Nation until thou art almost cold."

"Father?"

"You are... the Queen and so on! Catagina. It's like sowing a miserable calamity... and telling the Earl of Heltling that his engagement has become Anita, not you..."

"Why! Father!"

My father shook his mouth.

I found a wrinkle in her mouth... and she was relieved. I glance at my father as if he were something dirty for the first time.

"Don't come back to the mansion until you know why, never again!

Tell him, and his father rises up high in footsteps, and turns back his heel. Catagina was bored.

Who's that?

A man who denies Catagina, doesn't know...... I brutally pronounce Catagina away from the Queen's chair and even take the Countess's chair... My father was a god to Catagina. Beautiful, right, affirms and protects Catagina, my God..., denied by that God, what is Catagina...

"Terrible, terrible. My father... someone must have gotten him into wisdom. Otherwise, there's no reason to treat me like that..."

Crying wet Katagina feels signs nearby and gives her face.

... I looked at Catagina with the same face as my father, a beautiful toddler once upon a time. I don't even want to see his face, he was the younger brother born of my father's concubine. Katajina lifted her eyes and tried to connect the unseen.

... but the toddler said in an unusual voice.

"Akiyu"

"-? What? Leshek."

"Hey, pretty good? This, Akiyu."

What was offered was a small grasshopper. A little flower of purple...... there is, a cheap flower. That's a lot.

When it subsides in my brother's little hand, the bouquet of flowers looks like a jewel. Leshek knew he liked flowers and grass and often observed them, but Katajina looked at his brother with an unexpected grin.

- I felt like I hadn't smiled from the bottom of my heart in a long time.

"... you're gentle, Leshek. You're giving me flowers?

"Akiyu, hey"

"... thank you, I'm more than happy with any gift I've ever received."

My brother laughed slightly as I hugged him. The gentle smell specific to the infant is pleasant......

Katagina thought.

Oh, I'm here.

I see signs of old, not "the elusive Duke Mateusz," but a new God who is beautiful and soft and does not deny Catagina.

Here.

"- Fine, I don't need that anymore... that's not the father I know anymore..."

Katagina closed her eyes. I hear Simon Bertri giggling when he dulls.

"I don't like the way you do it."

... but you're right.

Then let's use that demon-like boy's help.

Because Simon would be interesting and help me. Catagina wipes her tears. Beyond the door I found Joanna…, a sister born to a concubine to spit on -.

Katagina suppressed the comfort of wanting to laugh.

Until Joanna, I look at this one worryingly.

Just like my mother, what good children!

When Katajina invited her, Joanna approximated. I always wanted my sister to take it easy on me, but I knew she was hurting me to get in the way. Then I'll just spoil it right here.

It will be easy to contact them.

When Joanna was invited, Joanna either tried to comfort her or offered her the little dirty doll she had. Receiving it with a smile, Katagina turned a gentle eye on Yoanna.

"Yoanna. Please. Send for your mother..., no Duchess and Sebastian. I had a fight with your father."

"Catagina, is that why you're sad?

"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure your father won't forgive you... but the Duchess and Sebastian will help you make up..."

That good Sebastian can never imitate abandoning Catagina.

And my father... would never say no if it was a special Sebastian favor. Stupid people.

Whatever you do, whatever you do now, go to the National Church, that's a hell of a thing.

That's all we have to stop.

Katajina embraced her young siblings...... pleaded.

"Please, you guys. Your sister is in trouble... Please help me..."

Sebastian treated me like a father for her, as Katagina did. Katajina is in the mood to laugh out loud, but carefully takes her eyes and kills her breath to reflect on her father. For a while, you have to do what Sebastian says, though boring, to loosen up my father's surveillance.

Beautiful world.

The world made for Catagina.

I was still nice to her around this time.