My Bad Princess's
Nosy

Those locked eyes had no conversation at all, he stared towards the man who was in front of him and then looked towards him once more.

"Cyras? You listening to me?" her question was staring at the girl and made Cyra flinch.

"Y.. Yeah..."

Cyra pretended to be nervous, yet she was so natural as to give her awkward smile.

Theodore smiled faintly, a small hand that was so delicate and gentle as well as so tender that it was inside his grip and then stared at him softly.

"Ma. forgive me..."

"I left after birthday night, but I was lost." she said in a nervous voice.

"I've told you that when it's just the two of us, you don't have to keep your manners to me, do you? You can call me by my first name." said the man who had a handsome and gentle face.

Cyra did not answer but he nodded his head, he felt careless but he had to still act like a naive girl who was innocent to someone he really wanted to kill.

"Sorry Theo.." said his voice directly according to.

Theodore gave his smile, he got up from his stool and then approached then stood near the girl and then rubbed his head gently.

"Here you are, after all, you didn't disappear because you ran away with the young Duke of the Blaze family right?" asked Theodore who already knew if his fiancee did not just have a friendship with the only son of the Marquis family who was rich and reluctant.

Cyra turned his head, he looked towards the face that looked still calm.

Not he who was surprised but his chest felt rumbling when he heard the name of someone he loved was called by someone who he hated so much that he wanted to tear his mouth.

"Cyras? I don't care if you have anything to do with him, but you also have to know how to behave with a dog that wants to go up to his master's bed, right?" asked Theodore who was full of insinuating sentences and was including rude even though expressed with a soft word.

"A.. What do you mean? Not Theo? You're..."

The hot feeling that so infuriated her he endured, and of course only that innocent and naive looking face was the one that came out of his mouth.

"St..."

"This time it's okay, but if you disappear again I might get angry and assume you ran away with your dog" said the bowed-down, whispering.

Cyra didn't say anything but he felt like he was putting something in his hand.

He held his anger when he heard the words of the fiancee who always made his emotions.

"This, is a gift for your return because it is no longer lost" said her who gave the beautiful bracelet.

Cyra did not answer but he knew the bracelet was no ordinary bracelet. Just a little bit had the strength of the demon fragment then he could sense it.

"This what? No, it's too good for me." said the one who tried to refuse and open it.

The deg!

The girl flinched, as she wanted to take out her bracelet it became shrunk and small on her wrist to make her like in a tie with a sharp thin strap.

Theodore smiled, a bracelet that could only be released with the owner who installed it or could be released by his own ruler made the girl unable to release it.

"Don't be too pushy to let go, because as you can see if the bracelet likes you" she said with a knotty smile staring at the girl.

Cyra was silent for a moment but then her hands gradually did not try to release her again and then looked towards the man.

"I'm sorry." he answered softly and then the silver eye looked down at the green grass.

3 Days later.

The horse-drawn carriage that runs through the streets from Duchy to March and of course there is still a lot of forest.

Brak!

"Get out and hand over the things you brought!"

The sound that was heard echoed with the weapons that were carried and quite looked terrible.

Indeed, the case of robbery is not a strange thing, there are some roads that although relatively safe still sometimes the fate is ready to take the wrong side.

The middle-aged man did not come out, he just clucked and looked out of the window.

"Urus," he said giving a short order and with a flash all the men and knights he brought quickly moved.

The knights were without much talk directly moved to eradicate the robbers who wanted to take the treasures from the duke who was very much in disdain throughout the empire.

The sounds that sound clashing together make like music that will become a melody.

Meanwhile, the beautiful girl wearing a robe that covered her hair color casually ate the apple that was in her hands while sitting on a tall tree and watching the fight was like a theater.

"Less exciting," his murmured softly who was staring with a lazy gaze.

His hands began to point, like he wanted to do something and then the buds of the vines were directly pierced into the legs of the horse carrying someone inside the luxurious crete.

HIYYAA

The horse immediately made a sound and moved instantly because he felt something hit his leg.

Duke Ecklart was surprised, the calm horse suddenly became aggressive and also moved with his own.

"Stop the crete!" say one of the knights so that some follow the horse crete that is being used by the master they serve.

Drakes!

Drakes!

Fast sound with uncontrollable running and speeding.

The girl chuckled, only to make a flower that grew from the buds she put at the horse's feet.

And indeed its power will be able to affect some media even though it does not use the touch of his fingers.

BRACKET!

The horse's crete was rolled over, it looked messy and someone who came out of the nearly destroyed crete looked hurt.

A sweet smile on the cold eyes with a slight look of satisfaction was seen.

"I hope your hand will break Father, and don't die before I kill you too." That sweet smile looked so beautiful on her pretty face but not with her words.

He only gave a small gift to the father who had hit him the other day.

He did not always reply, but for this time he was a little upset because of the healing he had to do in a way that he did not like.

Even though he himself asked his brother to do it.