That Day I Became A Daughter Of The Demon Lord
Episode 28's

"He did something to you? What has he said?"

I'm shaking. "He hasn't done anything to me, papa. He had changed into a form exactly like papa, and it just so happened that I was looking for papa earlier. But he said some weird stuff that made me not sure it was really papa."

"What's weird?"

"She called me dear with such a horrible smile. Papa never did that to me."

Edgar was silent, no longer asking further. He clasped my hand, walking back to the party room without saying anything.

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Edgar left me again, telling me to talk to the guests, especially those whose age was not much different from mine. I have spoken too much and said hello. I'm tired of all that. I need a drink.

My hand moved, about to grab a glass of orange juice that just happened to stay one on the table. But my hand collided with someone else's. I glanced at the face of the owner of that hand.

"Ahh, Prince Ryan."

"Daughter Felicia."

His face was suddenly nervous, but he tried to hide it. Present this man. Why is it so sweet?

"You're thirsty, aren't you? You can have it of course. I can take the others," he said, offering me a glass of orange juice.

"It's okay, I can pick it up at the other table. You can have it, prince."

"No, this drink is not for me. Princess Aluna asked me to bring this for her. I'll take the one at the other table. You can drink it."

Honestly, I hesitated a little, then nodded because my throat was already sore. "Thank you very much."

I poured almost half a glass of the drink into my mouth. It tastes sour sweet, also refreshing in one time. Ahhh, my throat feels alive again. And why is this man still loyal here and watching me drink? At the table over there is orange juice, you know?

"Ahh, you dropped this earlier." Ryan reached into his pants pocket, took out a white gold chain bracelet from there. I frowned at me. Why didn't I realize it was falling? "Yours, right?"

I nodded, putting my drink on the table. "Yes, this is mine. Thank you very much for the prince returning it," I said as I received the bracelet with both hands.

I don't know, maybe just a hunch. But I felt that he was a little heavy-hearted in returning this thing to me.

"Where did you learn magic?"

He wanted to prolong the conversation...

"Zashchita, basic protection magic, fourth book."

"Wow, that's amazing. You've mastered three books." His face looked amazed, but I believe he had studied magic deeper than me.

"Yes, the first and second books are pretty easy to learn because they only talk about moving small objects and controlling them." I again grabbed my glass and drank, refreshing my throat which again felt hoarse.

All right, I'm getting interested.

"Basic elements also matter of course."

He nodded. "I have beautiful magic, want to see?"

"Want to show off, huh?"

He nodded, then smiled. "Just trying to impress you."

At first I replied with a short laugh, until he finally raised his hand and pointed his hand at my glass. Miraculously, from the top of the glass came a cloud that brought down small snow. The snow looked like glitter that was glazed by the light from the crystal on the walls of the room. My glass is starting to get cold. The clouds above him slowly disappeared, leaving thousands of glitters in my drink.

"Is this poisonous? Ahh, sorry, I mean..is this drinkable?"

He nodded. "Of course, try."

Scared, I tried putting orange juice with that extra glitter in my mouth. The taste is still the same, a blend of sour and sweet. And that glitter is no ordinary glitter. It was a small ice cube. They do not melt when exposed to orange juice, but melt when they touch my tongue. This is like eating sugar, but with temperatures cooler than regular sugar.

"It's funny. I like this."

He looks happy. His smile is so wide. "Thank you for the compliment."

We were both silent, enjoying the dance music that was still playing from earlier. Demons are like they are not tired. They laugh at each other, since then move the body to accompany the rhythm.

"I thought you'd be as cold as you used to be."

I'm turning. "Uhh, sorry?"

"You used to be so cold, just like King Edgar. But it turns out you grew up to be a warm person. I thought it would be hard to get you back."

Yes, Edgar forbade me to behave like him. He did say it was up to me at first, but after that he started saying that the cold attitude didn't suit me. His cold attitude came into existence on his own due to an incident in the past, while my cold nature was there because of imitating him. Very.not natural.

But I can't answer it like that...

What am I supposed to say???

"Is that right? Hahaha, maybe back then I didn't like you because you were talking like a girl, so I was acting kind of cold. I'm sorry."

"No no, no need to apologize. Your words turned me into a better Ryan. I should be thanking you."

I smile. "Thank God then."

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