The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

A few days later, Tice and Cardina all the signatures were solemnly made.

For one thing, the borders are to remain the way they have been.

One is to abolish tariffs on the city of Oasis and Canaan, the territory of Fatima. stationing each other's ambassadors.

For one thing, the difference shall be paid by acknowledging the calculation (...) fixed (...) incorrect (...) Ri (...) on the part of Cardina for compensation for the truce treaty of the previous war.

For one thing, the extermination of the bandits frequented from Canaan to Oasis cities is to be carried out with all responsibility by the West (Tice) side. That too, during the year, promptly.

The compensation is in essence, the cost of breaking up the bandits to Tice. Other detailed arrangements were exchanged in writing.

"This is just a request."

Fatima laughed, Nicole.

"I don't feel comfortable with the situation in our neighboring country either. I'm glad your successor's revelations will be sooner rather than later so that Count Canaan's sight contention does not arise. Like the Count isn't feeling well or something? I don't know what you're worried about, but I'm worried."

"Don't worry, it's a domestic situation."

When Chancellor Yunker said inconsistently, Fatima let him mourn with his hands wide open like a Tis.

"Uncle Canaan understands us, but if the lord changes, so does the policy, then the meaning of this meeting disappears. Between us, eternal peace. It would be troublesome if you stood up to those who agree with you. … for example, like your son, I don't care if you have ties to the West."

I sat in line at the signing ceremony, and I almost changed my expression unexpectedly, enduring it in my place, sweating only under my clothes.

Chancellor Yunker and Father hear the words with a cool face.

Fatima made the connection between the Vazas and Vincent... you know.

I paid attention to Kyptiya, who was holding back behind me, without turning my gaze. Kiptiya basically keeps an eye on me, but she'll give Fatima any information she finds out, and not necessarily someone has brought her information.

For example, with Yen?

"It's the same thing we want to keep our peace for the rest of our lives. Your Highness, I hope to see you again on a day not far away."

"Yes, Your Eminence. Now I want you to come to my territory as well. Her Royal Highness would also welcome you."

"Yeah, someday"

As I smiled, Fatima narrowed her attractive rusty eyes.

"No, better in the near future. Because I'm not always in an oasis city."

After the signing ceremony, a soothing meal is held again.

The conversations that are exchanged are all unusual and serene. I asked my father after it was all over. Prime Minister Yunker sits silently next door.

He would be tired too, but he's the one who doesn't even dust it out on the surface.

"Father. What does it mean that His Highness Fatima will never be in the city of Oasis?

Father glanced lightly at his shoulder.

"He will move to the king's capital in the West, and... he will declare himself king. That's why I've come a long way to ask you to be kind. I'm a big confident man."

"You can call it a detour to proclaim it to us."

"You're going to tell me to give you a hand if I have to..."

"Are you going to lend it to me?

"Me? No way. It all depends on His Majesty's consideration."

"... easier said than your belligerent brother. That's what they said, but he doesn't seem like he's going to make it."

Prime Minister Yunker said in an ironic tone, I gazed in the direction Fatima had left.

If Fatima, who said that the West and Cardina are not in contention, were to reign and that determination would continue much longer, it would be a pleasure for Cardina. But you don't know what happens because people's minds change.

I asked my father when I realized the conversation was broken.

"Father, may I go visit Zigmund?

"He could be asleep, right?

"Just look at your face"

Okay, and my father waved and the conversation was about to end, so I told Chancellor Yunker.

"Your Eminence."

"What is it, Princess?"

"... don't get too sick about the Count. Because I or Henrik care. Henrik told Vincent, too. He said he couldn't do it and wouldn't walk over to Zigmund. There's a blood connection, so it's not something we can get along with."

The two adults had an unexpected look at the same time.

Maybe among the two, Henrik and Vincent remain unfriendly children.

"So did Vincent, he said..."

I found Chancellor Yunker's blue eyes.

"I really want you to get along, but people's feelings aren't something they can be forced to twist..."

Time will solve this family thing! and Vincent's mother said.

But that's because we were in love with each other. If the relationship threaded around like Henrik's parents, I didn't think time alone could solve the family problem.

I say goodbye to both of you, wondering how forgiving it would be to take care of you as a friend to Vincent, and give you back the creeps to leave the room.

I heard a voice on my back like my father's exhale.

I step outside the door pretending not to hear.

"... my nephew must be neglecting his blood connection"

"Lord Henrik's... Are you referring to your father, Count Judal? I only hear too many worrying rumors, but with all due respect, where is Master Yoanna now? He said he wasn't back at the mansion."

I stopped by accident.

Olga's place.

"With the Marquis of Steinburg?

"I was inclined to plug in, so distracted... and. And the Counts... there were good times, back in the day."

I gently followed the scene by sneaking my footsteps.

Henrik stopped going back to the mansion sometime, stopped crying, and only told me and Stannis about Wagamama.

I wonder if that means my cousin has grown up or because he has given up on all sorts of things. You mean my parents?

Not everyone in the family can get along. It is not necessary to understand each other. Sometimes I can love you more peacefully than not walking over.

But instead of distance separation, spiritual "thoughtfulness," I think, after all, produces a wound that is not less, to the thoughtful......

When I went to Zigmund's room, the old Count slept well with the prescribed medicine. Don't interrupt me, I just looked in my face and decided to go back to my room.

"Um, Duchess......, Your Highness"

"I wonder what?

A young man, who always accompanied Zigmund, spoke to me with an uncle. Vincent's mother, you, Kaya's nanny son.

He said, staring into my eyes, as he had made up his mind.

"I know you're being disrespectful... but I really need you to take a look at Her Royal Highness."

"Want to see, something?

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"What do you want me to see,"?

The next day.

I asked Isaac to sneak up on Vincent.

During this period of stay, access to the private residence (private) area of Zigmund was essentially only granted to me and my father.

"Yeah. I really need you to see something."

"... this is how the back of the mansion turned out"

Although Count Canaan's mansion is overall western-style, the color of Cardina is relatively dark around here. Probably because it's been enlarged since the time of Zigmund.

Vincent had stepped into the lord's mansion many times, but where he is now should be rare. Or......

"Do I miss you or do I?

"No way."

Vincent tried to make an ironic look, failed... and laughed.

"You've probably been here before, but even so, I was a baby. Not in my memory."

"Yes..."

His mother, your Kaya, said, "Zigmund was sneaking up on Vincent," but would there have been such a gentle sight here?

I spearheaded Vincent yesterday to the room where he was led by a young man with Zigmund. He, named Etha, showed me that room with a wish I had.

It was a sunny, lovely interior room.

He said it was Kaya's room.

"... my mother's"

Vincent wasn't surprised at me explaining in front of the door.

He might have realized where I wanted to lead him.

Master Kaya didn't live with Zigmund, she said she lived with her mother in a separate mansion, so this room was the one she would use when she visited the mansion.

"I'm sorry, Vincent"

"Huh?"

"I don't think I can help you if you're angry, but I really need you to know something."

"... Fine, I'll ask"

Vincent laughed bitterly, so I nodded, yeah.

When I open the door, Vincent narrows his eyes to the feminine interior and good cleaning, then breathes.

Everywhere in the room there were stuffed animals of various sizes, large and small…, and stuffed bears. All in all, sixteen.

"The Count asks for you one year at a time."

and Etha said with a bitter smile.

'Lady Vincent... called me Lady Aslan at the Mansion, and when I came to the Mansion, she said it was just your birthday'

Zigmund said he secretly gave a stuffed animal to little Vincent.

"Master Aslan is very pleased. … The next year the Count bought a stuffed animal again…… but just before, the Count who fought with Kaya ended up not being able to give it to you… it grows every year. '

You buy it every year? and when I was stunned, Etha turned into a crying look.

"Besides, I don't remember seeing you happy," he said. I'm finding a stuffed animal without even laughing, sir! Weird. '

Etha wiped her eyes as she said. Doesn't make sense, does it? and Etha asks me, then bows her head that her mouth has passed.

Zigmund and he are not hesitant to get along, maybe.

'The Count is..., a bigot. You may not always be right... However, I have always regretted your loss, but only to Master Aslan...'

I took over Etha's words.

"He wants Vincent to know."

……

Vincent, as troubled, glanced over at the roots of his brow and looked over at the room.

"Sorry, Vincent. Wouldn't it bother you if they told you this? … but for a little while, let Zigmund take his side…"

Though I don't have to forgive you.

"I just want you to know that Zigmund has always loved you... I think..."

Vincent remained silent and approached the bed Master Kaya had been using.

Take the stuffed animal lying next to the pillow in one piece.

Then, I swept it up small. Shoulder trembling laughing like a seizure.

"... then, eh..."

"Really."

"I'm already nineteen. A man of good years won't be happy to have a bear... even though he doesn't. I wonder what he looked like and chose..."

That, I can't help it. Because in Zigmund, Vincent doesn't grow up to be a little boy. But I didn't deny it, I just nodded.

"That's crazy."

"... really..."

Embracing the little bear, Vincent laughed. Nod your face at the bear and squeal.

"Are you still here?

"Huh?"

"The same toy with the same face is in my room."

Vincent pulled his lips together.

"When my father picked me up, I held him in my arms. No father, no mother, no brother, scared, dark, lonely... but he's the only one on his side. Because I remembered. Someone I don't know told me all the time. 'I'll do it to you in your honor, so leave it at your side the whole time'. So I was holding him with trembling."

I was polite and pretended not to see my emerald eyes shake.

"He and I waited all the time in the dark room... and then my father picked me up"

Chancellor Yunker said.

I thought you'd come with me.

Vincent replied that this child should go with him.

The stuffed animal is still in Vincent's room.

Have you been on your side the whole time...

"I don't know..."

Vincent's voice trembled with laughter, so I agreed, yeah. I don't know if I can comfort you, I'm just on your side. When Vincent put his bears back in bed, he stroked his head like mercy.

My hand, wondering what to do, can be held by Vincent.

When I looked at him surprised, he turned to me. Keep it up, please.

"... Remilia"

"Uh, yes"

"Sorry, just a little, can you stay like this... sorry"

I smiled bitterly and said, "Fine."

Just for a little while. I shake my fingers back at his ghost.

The dry winds of the West blow through the windows that have been opened to change the air. Until Vincent's tears were thirsty, I once decided to look out at the blue sky, which his mother would have seen here.