The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

Half a month later, Hayal smiled and asked Her Majesty the Queen to see her next at Canaan on the feast of parting.

"Sometimes, you think His Highness Francesca was made an adult last year? Is Her Royal Highness not in Canaan?"

Her Majesty smiled vaguely and her father moved a little brow as well.

I would have thought it would be a hassle.

"Our Lord, His Highness Fatima, will visit Canaan. And one of His Highness Fatima's territories is located a half-day drive from Canaan to Dragon. It's a beautiful oasis city..."

Hayal went on.

"How good would it be for Her Royal Highness to deepen friendship with my Lord... for the sake of friendship between the two countries, would it be good for the next generation of Lord to deepen friendship with each other? It would be more honorable if your eyes were right."

His Majesty must have twisted his neck inside to say no to Hayal's lame suggestion.

I can't let Francesca, my only heir (and later), leave the King's capital to go to the West, and I'm not talking about the second prince... or His Highness Fatima... being the heir.

The visit was bragged that Cardina recognized Fatima as the next king of the West, and... could be a hassle. I guess Hayal is saying 'admit it' in the dark.

Queen Beatrice looks at her belly and the Chancellor opens her mouth to that will.

Even to his sudden offer, His Excellency the Chancellor was calm.

For a while now, I may have had this consultation.

"This is a pleasant offer, but Canaan will be a little far away."

"Prince Singh has a brilliant Feilong. Will His Royal Highness Francesca be riding, too? I should have brought sand dragons to celebrate Tachiko."

For a moment, Francesca's expression clouds.

The only thing wrong with her, the perfect King Prince, is that she can't ride a dragon. In Cardina, dragons are symbols of kings. Francesca, however, cannot ride the dragon.

Before Francesca shook her lips and said something, the Chancellor said pale in a calm voice.

"Unfortunately, Lord Hayal. Your Majesty's plans cannot be adjusted now. … I am sure to greet His Royal Highness Fatima at the dawn of Tachiko."

... if you want to translate

"Call me when you are officially Prince Wang. I didn't say who I was going to say hello to. '

Sir Yunker is familiar with how to say things that don't take a word for themselves.

Hayal shuddered at the fold with a constant grin. Someone who doesn't know how far he's going to make it.

"I look forward to welcoming His Excellency the Duke."

"Neither do I. Tell His Highness Fatima I say hello."

"... sometimes, my lord, it is unfortunate that His Royal Highness Francesca cannot smell Canaan. - Will Master Remilia come?

Unexpectedly, the field gaze concentrates on me. I... accidentally stopped moving. My father opens his eyes slightly.

... Me!?

"Lord Hayal, my daughter is not yet an adult"

Hayal overlapped his words just saying that he had been waiting for his father.

"Oh yeah!! If you ask, in the fall...... you think they will debut the social world? How about an escort role in my Lord, Lady Remilia? If you're going to be debuting the social world in Canaan, let me give you enough jewelry and Western silk!

"Well, that's an interesting joke! But Remilia may have decided just to keep it a secret."

That's right, Her Majesty the Queen gave me a helping boat. Father puts slight discomfort in his gaze to the extent that only I can understand it.

I'm not talking about applying directly through my father. Hayal put his hand on his chest in an exaggerated motion, apparently noticing it, creating a wounded look.

"This is rude, imitating too many exotics like me..."

Is Hayal 'not thinking about all sorts of things' as Yen says?

Perhaps so. But to say no... even your father would have thought it wasn't a bad story.

Her Majesty declined Francesca's visit to Canaan. If you say I'm going here and cut your important social debut... as a western mood card, "lend one" to both the West and the Royal Family.

The West can't pull the princess out. But they'll be happy to be able to connect the "old royal princess" with the duke and the second prince.

I'll go instead of Francesca, and I wonder if His Majesty would appreciate it.

Apart from that, I was thinking of something else.

It's always been a headache to figure out who to pick for your social debut.

As it is in the King's Capital, choosing someone to deal with doesn't make it any worse.

... More importantly, I remember my cousin.

In "Rose Garden," my opponent is Henrik.

Henrik and I will stay engaged, married... and both will be unhappy. Henrik "must" die no matter what path I choose.

He will be my social unveiling counterpart.

- Suppose that was the branch?

If you can definitely change that future, at least.

"Henrik becomes my fiancée, and he's bound to die"

Maybe the flag can be avoided.

I grinned.

"Well, nice! Sounds like a story to me about an exotic prince."

"I'm glad to hear this."

I hope you're laughing innocently......

When Hayal laughs, his gaze drops, and the wound around his brow twirls with him, and the wound moves over his smile, as if it were a snake.

"Even if your opponent wasn't His Highness Fatima, we won't invite you to the West one day"

"Yeah, someday"

Hayal says goodbye to Her Majesty the Queen when he undertakes in a good mood.

One line took place on the way home.

Seeing me as His Majesty thought......, I was aware.

Exactly with the correspondence of a messenger for half a month, the next day Father was neat.

"I don't want to see anyone for another hundred years..." he says, leaving a world of wild rumors and pulling back to Rose Garden in the morning.

Looks like I haven't had enough photosynthesis lately, and I wonder if I'm going to nourish it...

Stannis, who works out from time to time with Sebastian on a cool face, has been working as a squire for a long time.

When I said I should rest, I laughed that it was a change of mood.

"Everybody seems busy, huh? It's been a long time since Stannis was a squire."

"Sir Lehm is staying with us today, so we are keeping busy. Sir Lame likes sea delights, but the chef was in a hurry because he couldn't get them.... Your samurai clothes will still be tighter."

"Is your return to the squire close?

"Whenever the lady commands,"

Stannis responds lightly.

Uncle Canaan's Lame often meets with his father, so he should stay at our house from today on.

The decision as to whether or not I will go to Canaan has not yet been made, but I will have to talk to my father.

"Tea, shall I carry it? I'd like to hear more about Canaan."

"I'll take the tea, will you come with me? Lord Lame would be delighted."

Sweet to Stannis' words, leave the tea utensils to Stannis to head to the room with him.

"Speaking of which, has Stannis met Sir Lehm's daughter? Though Lord Sylvia had told me you were dead."

Stannis tilted his neck.

"You didn't know that. As soon as we got married, he lost his wife and child, and... I think he was spending time alone after that. But he said it was you..."

"Really?

Stannis twisted his neck, so maybe it was my mistake to hear......, I knock on the door.

No response.

"Zigmund? Sir Lame?... Welcome?

Though I don't think he's out of the room. - What's wrong?

Stannis shrugged his ears... and raised his face as if he had been begun. Stannis is better than a regular person, and he has better ears.

"Ma'am, can you get Dr. Sapir to come? - I'm groaning."

I turned back down the hallway, as I was told, to the dangers of Stannis' expression.