The Villainous Daughter does not Dance with the Dragon

"Sola!"

Cui, and my dragon flew in the mood.

We must return to the capital again when we are used to the climate of the West. Though I know it's hard for Sora to fly long too, she returned home by air to shorten her time to King's Capital.

"To cure slowly"

"It's a waste of time, my lord"

"Don't get up, please"

"That's not how it works."

Stannis took control of trying to get up. "Old man's cold water," he muttered all the time, so Kanan Burjigmund doesn't miss hearing about it. He's blue-blooded.

"It's a lot to say. You are."

Father laughs at just those two and his gaze.

"I'll come loose again, drop me off, make getting back in shape a top priority"

Etha youth in Jigmund's sideline service bowed her head in response to her father's gaze. Speaking of which, Stannis added.

"I also went to the grave. Thank you very much for that. Zigmund."

Stannis said rush.

Stannis explained to me whose neck it was. Jigmund moves his gaze a little farther.

"My last place as a soldier was Canaan. Lost a lot of platoon comrades. Only Baron Kirchner and Emile Heitman are alive."

"Yes, what?"

"I felt more nostalgic than strange and sad. Etha."

Stannis called for a young man with jigmund.

"Yes. Dear Saule."

"Thank you for always cleaning up my friend's place of peace. - I'm grateful."

Yes, Etha bows her head and says it like her father is talking to himself.

"Canaan is a land with many sad edges for us. Zigmund's family, Saule's friends... my wife's former fiancée is asleep here."

"You're the one on the left."

My parents say that my mother Yadovica's first fiancée is no longer here in Canaan because she was originally planning to marry a separate person.

"You can take your time a little longer, Stannis. There will be places you want to go."

"Just kidding. A little for your husband's dragon ride? There are some, mostly, difficulties. I'll come home with you."

It's annoying.

"Just how you feel, I'll take it."

Yeah, and Father stuck with it.

Oh, I'm stubborn, I can't grow up.

I walk out of the room with the two of us as we speak.

I chuckled at the usual sight. Zigmund is also smiling bitterly.

"I used to... I never thought those two would oh and walk shoulder to shoulder, etc."

"Really?

"Stannis was largely owned by the military since the death of his predecessor, His Excellency the Duke (...). To the boy's plight... I had no intention of doing anything, even if I had sympathy. Uncle Kaminsky was the only one who cared about Stannis and tried to save him."

Zigmund gently grabbed his finger on his knee.

"Respect the Dragons, etc. Cleric, military, dragon-mixing. With convenient (...) abilities, they thought it was useful and natural for the country, no, for us... that's what it is. There are no emotions."

My voice trembles.

"Lydia..."

Zigmund gave the name of the cleric who had killed his family.

"Me and, yes, you're not of the same age. I knew it from a young age. Truth be told, there were times when she was my best friend. The old days, when the Vazza royal family existed."

"... very, very unlikely. You still look like you're in your twenties..."

Zigmund speaks with a strange and serene look. Maybe he remembers the good old days.

"Some dragon-mixed humans occasionally turn back on their ancestors and have strong powers of alienation. People like that remain much younger."

I accidentally followed Stannis, who left with my father.

"Since when have you stopped being human?

Yen said against Stannis. My precious Stannis will certainly not change her appearance very much in the future.

"I don't think I can forgive Lydia, but I just, I think.... sometime, Lydia. I thought she was supposed to be my friend, and I saw her as just a symbol as a cleric."

What if, Zigmund said.

"If I had been decent, facing her, would the results have been different? Lydia would have also treated my daughter as a friend's child if she had treated her not only as Vaza but as one friend..."

That resembled talking to yourself.

I was just silent and watching Jigmund's side. Outside the window, the sky is still blue today. If it happened, it wouldn't exist. No matter how much I wish.

So the hypothetical inquiry is mundane.