Umi to Kaze no Oukoku

Shaw went to the royal palace when Mia told him. While walking around the corridor, I got a dig in the stall, but Shaw tilts his neck wondering if there's any value or weird power besides being a precious stone in some dragon-hearted stone.

"Father, may I have a moment? If you're busy, I'll come back."

Rarely was Aslan in the clerk's office, but his plans for raw hatred are organized with Bissili.

"Oh, Shaw, it's okay! Let me ask you something quiet."

The Chancellor, Flanagan, assumed he was willing to flee.

"King Aslan, you will soon have a brother, Master Kazim. Prince Shaw, I'm busy today, so I need to talk to you at night."

Wasted a good chance to escape, Aslan was poisoned in the heart by the Prime Minister's flanagan's neck, but recalls that he could not have been away without this guy.

I was annoyed by Flanagan's smile, but he smiled furiously, even though he was just ungrateful to be trapped in the royal palace's office all day long, allowing a bad visit to Kazim.

"Shaw, Uncle Kazim is coming up now. Say hello, too."

Flanagan was polite for the prince to greet his uncle, but King Aslan had never kept such courtesy, and he was in a better mood, but he was suspicious.

"Master Shaw, you should run away," the Chancellor, who has been badly eyed by King Aslan for years, signals Shaw with his eyes, although he cannot speak.

I have a bad feeling. Shaw also tried to tell his upbeat father that his back was freaking out and that he would say hello to his uncle next time but it was too late.

"His Highness Kazim is here."

With the samurai's words, Kazim came into the office, a little belly-up.

"King Aslan, I know you're in a good mood. Flanagan doesn't seem to make a difference. Oh, Prince Shaw, it's been a while."

"Brother Kazim, please call this person. Yes, Shaw, say hello to your uncle and sit next to him."

Shaw finished greeting Kazim and sat next to him.

"Just thought I'd have to go see Brother Kazim upstairs. I want this Shaw to be my brother's son."

"Eh, am I going to be adopted?

Shaw was confused because he didn't know what it meant, but Kazim had a full grin.

"Oh! That's a good story. Thank you for giving Prince Shaw to my daughter's son-in-law."

"My daughter's son-in-law?!

Aslan laughed when he was cleared of the worry of a boring day caught by Chancellor Flanagan just when he saw Shaw's hundred faces.

"Yes, my brother. In the recent trend, do you think I would meet my wife several times before I married her? Can you introduce Shaw to my older daughter?

Kazim came to complain to King Aslan, who did not live in the royal palace from the other royals, but the king himself applied for an affair with the prince and rose.

"Come on, Shaw, take me to the mansion about Uncle Kazim. Your pardon, Lara, is adorable, but you mustn't hold hands until you're married."

Shaw was black-and-white with his eyes determined to forgive him on his own, but the moment he tried to protest, he was hugged by Kazim and his face was about to suffocate in a fluffy belly.

"Prince Shaw, no, my son!

Kazim had only fifteen daughters, but was thrilled that he could make his nephew Shaw his daughter's son-in-law because he didn't have a son. The princes upstairs had their mother's sisters and cousins becoming Kazim's wife, so their blood and marriage were susceptible, but Shaw's mother has nothing to do with Kazim's wife because she's off the island, so it's easy to bond.

"Father, I'm only nine years old. It's too soon to have a pardon."

Shaw, who was on the verge of suffocating after being hugged, protests Aslan with a ha-ha-ha rough breath.

"Oh, can Prince Shaw be almost ten years old? Then I'll have Mimi with Lara and my wife."

Shaw would never like a bowl of sisters! And scream inside.

"Mimi was certainly eight years old. Sisters and Mrs. and I have a good idea. The boulder is fat, my brother."

Aslan became more upbeat the more Shaw disliked him, and Flanagan, the prime minister he watched, was starting to feel bad.

"In a hurry, we will do things wrong. Why don't you start by wrapping up a conversation with Lady Lara and then get it over with?"

Aslan, who watched as Shaw laughed as he was taken to the mansion to be dragged by the upbeat Kazim, was scolded by Flanagan.

"King Aslan, are you going to sacrifice Prince Shaw? The other royals didn't shut up when I heard about the conversation with His Highness's daughter. Prince Shaw's mother has no blood or marriage to anyone, so there's no reason to say no."

Aslan, who had been scolded, stood up and whispered shocking words to Flanagan that he should now have had plans from noon and left.

"Ha, King Aslan, please wait! Are you serious!

Flanagan, who was amazed and solidified, unlike Mia, can't grab and tumble the hem of her long coat, and steps on the estate, poisoning Aslan, who flew in a dragon with his heart, without being able to hear aloud about the succession issue.

"I have to ask Mia."

Chancellor Flanagan, who had been obsessed with deciding on a successor for a long time, hastened to Mia's room, no way distracted.

"Come on, Prince Shaw, no, he's my son, so Shaw! Let's ride together."

Shaw tried to say no to the slightly fat Kazim and the men in charge once he was on board, albeit light.

"I'm glad to have a son because I can't ride the same as my daughter."

Pull Shaw's hand in hesitation and force Kazim to head to the mansion.

Kazim, who is a warm, royal gatherer, but doesn't listen to people, Shaw pushed his sigh to death, saying he may resemble his father.