The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

"I brought you another souvenir,"

The next day. After a walk in the garden with me, Fatima, the second prince of the West, said.

The prince lifted his hands to the height of his face, and bread, and without... it was a tall woman who appeared refreshed from the last row of his escorts. Remove the hood and expose the Rin face.

- Kiptiya, a good dragon mixer with beautiful long hands and feet on black skin.

"Are you, Kyptiya?

Fatima laughs funny at my voice, surprised.

"Master Remilia isn't afraid to look at Kyptiya, is she?

"... I didn't mean to be afraid..."

It wasn't a trance, Fatima and Kyptiya were a slightly bitter breeze with their gaze on each other when they asked without serious understanding.

Invite me to the table provided, Fatima invites Kiptiya by hand.

"A woman like Kyptiya would be rare in Cardina because she is considered beautiful with white skin and brightly colored hair like Lady Remilia"

"It is, indeed"

I'm not too surprised because I know people with all sorts of skin in my previous life, but it's true that in Cardina it's a good idea to have white colors, and people like her are rare.

But hey, I looked up at Kyptiya.

I envy the muscle-colored, slurring hands and feet. If I can, I don't want to line up.

"His Highness Fatima knows only half the conditions of Cardinal beauty."

"That's interesting. Like what?

"Being tall and having long limbs. Like her."

I'm not low either, but all the women in Vaza are sloppy.

Compared to the women in the clan, I'm out of the "Cardina Beauty" standard. The more Fatima laughs.

"Good if you don't hate it. Let her stay with you for a while, as a conversationalist or liaison, because I'll come."

Kiptiya, is that it?

Though I thought it would be a bit nasty to put the royal men of other countries aside, here stands the horn of saying no.

"I can help you when you stroll under the castle."

"Do so. The Duchess would have been happier if it had been for him."

"He..."

As I said, I came here with a pin. He who was coming to Cardina with Kyptiya, speaking of which there is only one.

"Nachele, where is Yen?

"I was there until yesterday, but I fumbled again and went somewhere"

Kyptiya was a shuddering voice.

I asked what you were wondering.

"... I have a friend of mine who has known Master Yen for a long time. The North Mountain Dragon Clan is visiting the West (Tice), right?

There was once a dragon tribe in the West as well, but they argued over the land with the humans of the West, and the words are harsh - I hear they were exterminated.

I heard the West was an abominable place for the Dragons.

Yen looks western-style, but he said he was born in Cardina, so maybe there's no focus there.

"The dragons of North Mountain still hate the West."

Fatima gave a relaxing explanation.

"To the Dragon King - oh, they call it the chief, but I'll try to make a visit every few years, but you seem to get kicked in the ass"

"Really?

"I don't feel comfortable visiting a country that has destroyed my countrymen. I'll try to explain to you that the dynasty is different, but every tribute goes back."

He's a salt compatible person......

"Yen... visit instead of the chief?

"No, Yen often comes to the West as well. I don't know what he is...... are you coming to see me? There seems to be a purpose."

Fatima broke her usual princess smile just a little.

"Where was the first time I met him? - Well, he's a free man... and it was a failure to wave his topic to you!

Huh? and look back at Fatima's rusty eyes.

"That would be all the beauty. It's bad for me to be in the same place as Yen to meet a beautiful woman!

"Your Highness Fatima has been fascinating enough."

"When cute people like you say it in a cute voice - I feel good. No kidding, if you don't like Cardina, come to my territory. With your beautiful father. You're both welcome, aren't you?

- - Teeth floating dialogue is the exclusive patent of the Westerners.

but I'm very concerned about the dialogue right now. It kind of sounds like a premise if me and your father get chased out of the country!

May that not happen, I prayed.

Fatima owned three stunning sand dragons and had also taken them to Canaan.

Break up with him, I'm going to the stables. My dragon seemed pleased to receive some red fruit from the stables boy.

"... what am I giving you?

The stables with golden brown hair coughed deliberately.

"This is, Miss Remilia!

"You haven't lost your job? Henrik."

"Don't be silly. I work hard and hard, not on top of this."

Really.

I saw two dragons in the stables. My Sora and Henrik dragon, Kai, are very close.

I'm still cheeky with some red fruit that Henrik gave me.

"What's going on? It."

"It was made into a garden. I'm doing it to Sola and Kai."

The red fruit also looked like a small peach.

Is there plenty of fruit juice, Sola licked the pepper around her mouth when she finished eating Momogi, bringing her nose closer to the tip of Cuicui and Henrik's face.

"You want more? Let's go get it later!

"... Henrik, can I take your garden stuff on my own?

"Sir Lehm said you'd like that, didn't he?

It's like a part-time job going to the president to get permission, and I laugh bitterly, and I ask Henrik to show me the red fruit.

"What's this?

Henrik was good at explaining himself.

"You don't know? You don't know anything, Remilia! This is Kushka, and it's a specialty western nut. Er, what was the alias..."

You forgot. Henrik.

"Sandragon's Heart"

There's a quiet voice, and we look back.

Vincent stood there. In your right hand, hold the clock...