My Bad Princess's
Us

Imperial Palace

The man pulled the robe he was wearing and then took a deep breath while breathing the air he had already taken.

"Dam,"

Decak her who felt annoyed while staring at her room which has a strong lavender aroma and then took a cigar that was always prepared by her servants.

"Well..."

He took his breath, remembering his last dance with someone who gave him a smile that he could not forget.

"He's smiling? Is crazy..."

His murmured softly which recalled the cold smile that the silver-haired girl gave him before leaving.

The incident of the statue of Dewi is still not forgotten Dangan is easy, and then added again with the problems that arise when one of the top level imperial nobles suddenly had an accident.

"He's getting interesting,"

His murmur which then walked closer towards the window.dwngab thin curtains were fluttering due to the wind that night.

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Duchy Helemites

Tests...

Tests...

Tests...

The man could say nothing more, the injured hand with the rancid aroma hiding behind the fragrant scent of the rose disguised the smell.

"Can you stop it?"

His approaching question, a bear that died like an unusual catch.

"Yes, I believe." a short answer with the hand that grabbed the injured little hand.

"What makes you so angry? To search for a hunt at night?" the man asked while bandaging the wound that was in the silver-haired girl's hand.

"As I was discovered," she said in a soft voice but smiled as if she was laughing and mocking herself.

"With?" her question was then stared with a twitch on her forehead.

Greb!

The girl did not answer but she turned her hand and grabbed the hand of the man who was dressing her wound and looked at him with a sharp gaze.

"What are you talking about outside? You guys were together before that, right?'' her question was staring towards the man and then holding the hand that had just bandaged the wound in his delicate hand.

"You curious?" alessio asked by raising one of his eyebrows staring at the girl in front of him while pulling her hand so that the girl was interested.

"Are you worried about me or about that jerk?" her question once again with a sharp gaze was like emitting an aura of jealousy.

"Jawab, what were you talking about outside of that time?" cyra asked repeating and then looked towards the man who was in front of her.

"He asked me if I was one of the demons or not" replied Alessio, who continued to bond with the wound in the girl's hand and took a step back.

"Then? What's your answer?" cyra asked with a curious look when she heard the man in front of her tell her about the conversation that happened outside the mansion during the rapture of the older brother.

"I told you that he was more like a demonic drip," Alessio replied briefly as he sniffed his shoulder.

Cyra did not answer but he smiled slightly at this and then took a breath.

"Then we're back?" ask her this time offering to come back first.

Alessio was silent for a moment, he looked at the girl under the moon. It is full of beauty and blood.

"Yes, we.." she answered softly as she liked the word 'we' mentioned.