Ice Princesses
Meet Count Smith

Letticia entered the Smith family mansion. The mansion was very beautiful and decorated in such a way by Madame Smith who was indeed an expert in things like this.

"Ah, the princess has already come," Count Smith greeted Letticia with a wide smile.

Letticia looked at the man coldly. After all, he felt that Count Smith had some connection to Lora's death.

Letticia sat on the living room sofa. The waiter brought food and drinks for her.

Letticia sips tea and starts talking,

"Just get to the point. I'm here to talk about Lora Anderson Smith's death."

As soon as Letticia mentioned Lora's name, Count Smith's expression changed. He was a little shaky and looked frightened. A cold sweat flowed from his temple.

"Lora's been dead a long time. He committed suicide because of depression. It's not good to talk about it anymore" Count Smith tried to dodge.

Letticia felt that something was wrong with this man. Maybe the guess is right.

Count Smith had a connection to Lora's death.

"Don't tremble like that, Count. I just wanted to ask a few things because my mother has a good relationship with Lora," Letticia said with her smirk.

"Lora has a good relationship with Her Majesty the Queen? Why don't I know?" think Count Smith.

Without him knowing, actually Letticia had read Count Smith's mind earlier. But so far nothing interesting.

Letticia was silent for a while, thinking about what she should do.

Suddenly, Tiffany, the son of Count and Countess Smith, ran in and hugged her father.

"Dad, who's this weird sister?" ask Tiffany.

"She's Letticia's daughter" the Count replied, hoping that Tiffany would not say anything more.

"Does that mean I'm even prettier than a princess?"

Instantly, felt a gripping gaze from Letticia.

"Pardon my daughter, princess. Tiffany is not very friendly to strangers" said Count Smith.

Letticia just nodded. He looked at Tiffany.

"Red hair?" letticia. He saw a strand of red hair, which although only three strands, but could still be seen by Letticia.

Instantly, Letticia instantly recalled Irene's fiery red hair. Tiffany's hair is very similar to Irene's.

"Mr princess?"

"Ah, I'm sorry. I'm daydreaming."

Letticia chatted for a while with the Count. Of course while watching Tiffany. A few minutes later, Letticia returned home.

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"Aldrian, can you make a portal to my dimension?" pinta Letticia on Aldrian who was busy with some documents.

"Mr princess can do it better than me," Aldrian replied while remaining focused on the documents in his hands.

Letticia advancing. He touched Aldrian's chin and raised Aldrian's head so that now they were both looking at him.

"You have two choices. Make it or teach me," Letticia said in a threatening tone.

Aldrian took Letticia's hand off his chin.

"Alright, I'll teach the princess. But why would the princess want to create an inter-dimensional portal?"

"I want to do a DNA test" Letticia replied.

"Dna test? What's for?"

"It's none of your business."

Aldrian quiet. He decided not to interfere further. And it seems that Letticia also does not really like if there are people who like to interfere in her personal affairs.

Aldrian taught Letticia how to make a portal to earth. In a few moments, Letticia was able to.

Letticia paused and entered into the portal. Then the portal closed.

"There's only one candidate for my queen."

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