My Bad Princess's
Crazy ones?

Italy

Two Weeks later.

The handsome man looked frustrated, it had already been a few weeks and all of that only seemed like a shadow that was lost when night came.

No one remembered the girl he had brought, the girl with such a striking appearance with silver hair and eyes and such a beautiful face.

No one remembers him or knows of the existence of such a nobody.

But what about her?

And what's in his hands right now?

The dagger looked real, so similar to the one that was left in its place and naturally others could also see the dagger.

His memory along with Lucifer who was asleep inside him also slowly faded because there was no container for the existence of power.

"Surprisingly, he's real but why doesn't anyone remember him?" his murmur was shrill which held a dagger that looked so beautiful it was yet also so sharp.

"Sir..."

That soft spoiled voice came with a hand that hugged his strapping body from behind.

Alessio did not answer, he had indeed called another woman who for him was attractive and of course it was to satisfy his pleasure.

"Ck!" Alessio stared in annoyance and then let go of the beautiful woman's grasp and embrace.

He was even still wearing his pajamas because he had just done a useful thing to dispose of his boredom.

But still, all that felt bland and he also seemed not satisfied at all.

And even worse, he even imagined with his memory while doing it together with someone who he already knew for himself how the q satisfaction was fulfilled.

"That's a knife of the master? Very beautiful, praise her who never gave up while still hugging the man's hand.

Alessio did not reply, he stared coldly without expression.

"Get out" said the brief, who no longer wanted to keep the woman longer in her room.

"What's? But sa-"

"Come out, don't make me say it twice" she said with a sharp look and then looked at the woman.

The beautiful woman clucked, although she still got her pay but when she was kicked out in the middle of the night made her also feel angry.

He took the clothes that were still scattered on the floor and then put them together and went out in annoyed steps.

Alessio did not care about it, but of course he will not call women who pretend and difficult to follow the rules.

....

Three Days later.

Cardy looked resentfully at Alessio who still looked like a dazed person from a few weeks ago.

"okay! The girl with silver eyes and silver hair right? I'll help him find and make him sleep with you until he can't walk anymore" said his friend who can't bear to see his constant daydreaming.

"He's not here now, he's in Lavensberg" said Alessio, who remembers Cyra's name.

"Lav what? Lavennergt?" ask Cardy to repeat.

Alessio did not answer but his eyes looked annoyed at the friend who seemed to underestimate his confusion.

"There is no place! You've gone crazy looking for the one that doesn't exist?!" cardy asked so annoyedly.