My Bad Princess's
Powers

The sound of a horse running on a wooden wheel that has not even been created by rubber tires can certainly make anyone drunk during the celebration of his use as fancy as the horse crete.

The girl took her breath and then looked towards someone who was in front of her.

"Why did you do it? You know here the position is very decisive attitude, right?" cyra asked who was staring at the man sitting in front of her while inside a horse crete.

Alessio did not answer, he just closed like he was asleep but of course he did not sleep at all.

"My answer, I know you're not sleeping or you're drunk?" cyra asked who reopened her voice when the man did not answer her at all.

Alessio turned his head, he opened his eyes slowly and then gazed towards that flat looking beautiful face and then looked towards her.

"Why did you do something like that? I never told you to do that." said Cyra, who asked the original question again.

"You look uncomfortable," replied Alessio briefly by staring at the girl without blinking.

Cyra was silent for a moment, more precisely he was at a loss for words when he heard her.

"If I don't feel comfortable or she does something to me instead of her would be better for you? You think of me as a nightmare, right?" replied the girl who then looked out the window from her horse crete.

Alessio did not answer for a moment, neither did he see a disappointed face nor a face that showed sadness when he said it.

"You're not a nightmare" Alessio replied to the girl who no longer even sees her now, "Although you're not a beautiful dream either." she continued.

Those silver eyes glanced when they heard the man who was inside one crete with her muttering softly.

"Then what was my dream to you? Everything related to me isn't real, is it?" cyra asked who glanced at a glance after that again looked towards the outside of her window.

"Indeed, you're not a nightmare or a good dream."

"But I think you're the dream I want, something that excites me. Maybe it's like that." said Alessio who told him what he was feeling.

Cyra said nothing, the man could use the language he was using and understood anything reading that had never existed in the 21st century world.

Unlike his self who knew he could speak but could not read his writing at all.

"Why did you come after me?" cyra asked who did not even know the reason for the man to chase and grab his hand for some time before meeting the crown prince.

"I'll tell you when we're in your mansion" said Alessio lirih.

His eyes did not look at the girl but stared outside the still-walking train.

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Duchy Helemites

Ecklart Mansion

The man was silent for a moment, not doing anything or enjoying anything.

He had heard and remembered what someone from the magic tower had said about wearing black mana.

Anyone who wears it will only have the soul's destruction waiting and certainly not everyone can get through the pain.

But why can the girl be strong with black mana?

How many souls have been destroyed?

Something that no one can answer at all except someone who is concerned.

"What are you looking at?"

The baritone voice of a man made Alessio turn his head. The man who had a gaze and expression that resembled someone who had silver eyes and hair made him instantly know who was talking to him.

"Hail me Mr. Tarrant" said he, bowing with one hand to his chest and then gazing at the man.

"You already know how to say hello" said Tarrant, who stared at the man who looked down at him.

Alessio stood up straight again and then stared at the man in front of him.

"You're close to my sister?" Tarrant asked without turning his head and looked towards the man who was beside him at this moment.

"Of course, our relationship is too unfavorable as a partner and too good as an enemy but too unromantic to like each other." replied Alessio who gave an ambiguous statement.

Tarrant was silent for a moment as if he was thinking about something and then looked at the man again and turned his gaze toward the vast lake in the mansion.

"Then you liked him unilaterally?" his words were suddenly asked about things that did not want to be answered at all.

"What?" Alessio immediately turned his head when he heard her and looked towards the man who said the statement that made him surprised.

"What's wrong with your face?" tarrant asked who tilted his head as he looked towards the surprised reaction of the man who was beside him.

"I? What's wrong with me?" alessio asked who seemed to be avoiding something.

"It's like being caught stealing something" replied Tarrant, who was certainly more able to see what was on the man.

Alessio said nothing, he kept silent for a while without saying anything or explaining anything.

Tarrant took in his breath, a silence that was without the slightest sound. There is no music or music that can be sound.

"Have you ever met Theo?" ask Tarrant who certainly does not need to call honorary titles to someone he really does not like.

"Cyra's betrothed? I mean Princess?" alessio asked and confirmed.

"Yes" answered Tarrant briefly.

"Already," Alessio nodded as he replied, "I've met him while he was at the magic academy two days ago" Alessio said.

"Then what do you think of him?" tarrant asked as he stared at the man at a glance.

"Like her she looks jealous of me," replied Alessio who could certainly feel that piercing cynical look.

Tarrant did not say anything more, what he felt also felt by the man beside him.

If the Crown Prince not only considers the marriage as a political marriage.

"I've been looking for you, ever since."

The sound of the girl being heard made the two pairs of eyes of the man instantly turn his head.

"There's something I want to talk about" said Cyra, who approached her brother.

Alessio did not say anything, the girl was able to pass him without feeling the need to say hello at all.

"Come, come with me." said Cyra who then invited her brother to go.

...

Sreg!

The beautiful dress fell to the floor, a slender body with beautiful curves yet had a blackened root just right

on the left side of the girl.

The man's eyes frowned, he stared confusedly at the body that seemed to reveal a slightly horrifying part of it.

"Where I collided, I couldn't wear black mana because of this bracelet" said the girl who stared at the man in front of her.

"You want me to share where I am?" ask with eyes that seem to be in disbelief.

"Only three people in the empire today have white mana to channel, the first me, the second Theodore and the third is you." said the girl who of course really does not need to explain anything anymore.

"You sure?" The man approached one step, divide mana certainly not easy what else with what will be done.

"You know that can be done without us having to sleep together, right? I know what you're hoping for, but I don't want anything like that" said the man, who was staring at the man who was touching his cheek at the moment.

"And what if I just want to give my mana that way?" asked the man who seemed to be thinking about sesatu but who knows what.