My Bad Princess's
Stay Here

The eyes that did not answer each other, the momentary silence that sounded like it deserved a buzz in such a quiet place.

"You wanna look somewhere else?" said Alessio who could not answer a single question from the girl.

Cyra was silent, he seemed to be responding to something in his head but did not say anything and seemed to just keep quiet.

"Ck! Long time! There's a lot to see here!" said Alessio who looked at the girl and pulled her hand again.

Cyra brushed aside slowly and made the man stop his steps and turned his head.

"I'll ask this just in case," said Cyra who was silent with her beautiful face that looked calm.

Alessio said nothing but he waited for what the girl wanted to say.

"What's..."

"You like me?" asked Cyra who was staring at Alessio fixedly.

The deg!

Alessio flinched, he did not know what to answer, if he said right then he would look defeated by the girl but if he said no but he himself always wanted the girl.

"I don't like you, I'm only interested a little" replied Alessio who chose the most appropriate answer.

Cyra took her breath in relief as if hearing something she should.

"Why are you like that? You look like you don't like me very much" said Alessio, who felt his pride was smeared.

"Keanakan," Cyra said as she glanced at the man who appeared to be protesting.

"I? Hey? You're younger than me! Don't say anything that sounds irritating." said the person who stared in annoyance.

"Well..." Cyra let out her breath when she heard the man beside her complaining.

"Why do you look like that?" asked Alessio who was frowning looking towards the girl who was taking her breath.

"To be honest you're handsome, but if for now that feeling will only make it difficult for me. You know that, right? What do I want to do?" asked Cyra who was staring at Alessio.

Alessio was silent for a moment, he knew what the girl wanted to do because he had heard her from the beginning.

"You said you had a hand, right? And even if you had a lover or another man it wouldn't be a problem because your empire allows concubines? Then why can't you be with the guy you like?" asked Alessio who was still so curious about the girl.

"You're very curious about me? You said you didn't like me?" ask Cyra again.

"Then you want to sleep with me? You'll know your interest and your curiosity will go away, won't you?" ask Cyra who again invites with his first invitation.

Alessio did not answer, not that he did not want to but he did not want the girl to return too soon to his world.

"Have you tried that before?" ask her who turned her head and shifted her focus to something else.

Cyra saw her, she knew the man was switching the conversation but she also chose to be quiet and not say anything more.

The night is getting late, the view of the stars in the clear sky and also the food and experience that he will never get.

"There is a reborn belief? Or like a second life?" cyra asked as she ate something cold and melted in her mouth.

"There's some, what's in your place?" alessio asked who answered and threw a statement at the end.

"Yes" answered Cyra briefly.

Alessio was silent for a moment and then glanced towards the girl.

"Why are you asking me that?" his words were staring back at the lights that sparkled along the artificial river in the playground.

"If I am given that chance I want to be born in a place like this" said Cyra Lirih.

Alessio smiled faintly hearing her, "You think living here is easy? Because you have someone to protect you here doesn't mean it's more fun" Alessio said because he knows how hard it is to live in a place like that.

Especially with the basic parents that he never even knew because from what he heard he was just thrown in the orphanage without any relics at all.

"Stop that..."

"Maybe all the places will be the same, but I just want I won't be a princess anymore..."

"I want to have parents, two sisters and be with someone who loves me and of course I love him too" Cyra told the man.

"It's so childish, isn't it?" asked Cyra who was staring at Alessio with a faint smile involuntarily.

Alessio was silent for a moment, for a moment he remembered the soap bubbles scattered at night.

Desire that reflects ordinary life and eyes that seem lonely and feel pain.

"Then don't come back, I make you someone you love." Alessio muttered to the girl.

"Yes?" Cyra turned his head, feeling that the man was saying something but he didn't know what it was.