My Bad Princess's
Know

The bright eyes under the moon were staring intently and then pinched upon hearing her.

He looked towards the man with a look of anger but the man in front of him only smiled faintly.

"Yes, I'll see what's special about you and I'm even still curious about it" said the man, who then looked at the man and turned around.

...

While the party was still in the beginning, this time the silver-haired girl sat in her flock of other nobles who were near her and then stared at her with a faint smile.

"The aroma of his tea is more fragrant, like having an addition of a rose."

Exclaimed the noble girl who came from the Marquis family, there was no answer just a thin and graceful smile in sight.

"Will there be another dance with the crown prince?" ask one of the badu banggang Tudor family.

Cyra did not answer, however, he only showed an innocent smile with a naive face to the noble girls who were always envious of him but also could not show it and at the end always pretended to be close.

"The necklace that the princess wore today is very beautiful, the color is so similar to the eyes of the crown prince" said one of the noble ladies who tried to praise.

"Thank you, I also saw a beautiful dress on Miss Rossalyn tonight." she replied with a thin smile and a beautiful face.

Many of the ladies also tried to approach her to occupy the position as a grand Duchess because the sister until now did not have a fiance or a future wife.

The real talk was boring making the girl feel careless but because the guidance attitude made her not show it at all.

Until the music in the square sounded different and then some people started to the dance table.

"Can I have the honor to dance your first princess?"

Cyra flinched, her silver eyes yet to find the man who came from that different dimension but her fiance had already come first while offering her first dance as usual.

The girl smiled, there was no reason to refuse and she also had to show the side that got along from her famous harmonious engagement.

A large hall with twisting steps and musical accompaniment that adjusts.

The man held a slender waist which then hugged the girl with a corresponding rhythm.

"You know he's from the demon world, right?" whispered Theodore as the dance went on.

Cyra was surprised but she tried to restrain and control her facial expression.

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty?" ask her who tries to act like she doesn't know anything.

"I know all about it, you no longer wear the bracelet I gave you and also you have a demon core that is already opposite the power of the Goddess," answered Theodore who was holding the girl's hand while twisting his body.

There was no answer at all, the girl just stared in wonder even though she already knew what was being talked about.

"Don't pretend, stop the rat game in this hallway" Theodore said in a soft voice.

"The problem is the statue of the Goddess you also already know what happened right? And the death of the grand Duke himself was also too sudden," he continued, which still made the girl speechless.