The Reincarnation of a Princess
Aamons

Lauren was seen descending the horse carriage that had stopped right in front of the mansion.

The horse-drawn carriage that began its journey from Celestine was apparently greeted by a maid-dressed woman, with a most striking man standing at the front.

How inconspicuous, other than his handsome face and clothes that describe how an imperial noble, the man also had a bright green color.

This dibenua which has a ratio of belonging to the green netra, is dominated by the imperial family.

What is a prince doing here?

"Welcome to the Destegraf empire, princess Lauren van Cyles Celestine."

Lauren welcomed the man's hand to help her down the steps of the horse-drawn carriage. When it comes to royal ethics, surely this action becomes one of the important lessons for young people.

"Thank you, um, sir." Lauren's tongue was suddenly confused. Not because of nervousness or anything, rather he did not know the name of the man in front of him at all.

"Aamon princess, my name is Aamon." The man understood with Lauren's intention, however he had not mentioned his name at all.

The smile seemed to have no end. Really, the impression of seeing Aamon for the first time was like a separate thing for Lauren.

In Celestine there is no shortage, even quite a lot of handsome and beautiful people there. It was among the common people and the nobility.

But when I saw Aamon, it was like...

Isn't he a good fit for sister?

Okay, we're gonna switch a little now.

Why Lauren can think so, yes because of her brother's singles status that has been long enough!

Falley van Cyles Celestine, the woman was exactly twenty-six years old last month.

And at the age of twenty-six, he was still very rigid in the name of romance.

If to talk about business, politics and something that smells of development, Falley does not need to be asked again.

How about romance? Zero large.

In Celestine there is a rule that a person from the royal family is forbidden to enter the academy. They are more directed to study diistana, with certainly bringing the best teachers in each generation.

For learning as well, the members of the Celestine royal family are free to choose what they like best.

For example, Fansev took more sword classes, Falley emphasized science and magic, and Lauren, who was like you know.

Because this rule is the strongest reason Falley not to know the name of romance.

Speaking of personality, Falley was also quite different from her father and sister.

Fansev and Lauren are very easy people to mix with new people, they always welcome if the party starts well.

Unlike Falley, this woman was more impressed very cold with the new person. Moreover, someone that has absolutely no advantage or reciprocity, uh even to see Falley impressed ogah.

His very nature of not being able to trust others was one of the main factors why only a Silla who until now could stand next to him.

If only it took an outsider, it was possible that there would be something beyond the tenacity and consistency of Silla, perhaps even beyond the strength of Silla.

But it all comes back again, it's so hard to trust new people.

Of all the conclusions, what we can take is...

Lauren wants to get her sister closer to this guy.

What reason? I don't know, only Lauren knows.

"Sir, the servants will take you to your room." Aamon's soft words made the four female servants who had been standing behind him come forward to approach Lauren.

"I know that the trip here is quite energy consuming, so I hope you can enjoy your rest here." Aamon continued, of course still with his smile.

"Sir, let's get you to your room." Said one of the servants.

Lauren did not immediately reply but instead she caught a glimpse of Silla who had just gotten off the horse carriage, followed by Viana after.

Lauren's gaze began to focus on Silla. That look was not like for no reason, it was like asking "How is this? Accepted?"

Silla responded with a small nod. Well, the green light's already for Lauren.

"Okay, please cooperate with everyone."

The departure of Lauren with four female servants seemed to be the emergence of its own ballast stone for Silla.

The door of the mansion was closed indicating Lauren and the servants had entered there. Now, only three loyal people are still standing in front.

Aamon with a faint smile, Viana who was still with the ice-stone nature, and Silla.

There was no form of speech, until Silla's voice suddenly sounded.

"I didn't know that you weren't that busy to come here, prince Aamon?"

Viana did not flinch, another case with Aamon who looked a little widening his smile.

"Former friends, take note of that." Silla cut Aamon's speech, sounding a very flat tone from the woman.

"What exactly are your plans for this unnecessary party?" Further.

Aamon understood where Silla was going, "It's not me, it's my sister."

"The crown prince has made this feast." Slowly follow.

Silla's shock was almost incontrovertible, "Seventeen-year-old boy you mean?"

A great feast cannot be celebrated without an obvious reason. Silla knew that, and the little she read in the roll of the sheet was not a joke.

What is written there indicates that this feast was held on the basis of the fiancee of the imperial crown prince. Silla, ah no, more precisely Silla and Falley already considered it all just a form of alibi alone.

"Don't the engagement not have to invite other kingdoms?"

"I'm also as Falley thought, where perhaps only on the grounds of the emperor's engagement could agree."

After a great war that lasted a long time, now the kingdom of Celestine and the empire of the Destegraf agreed to take the path of peace.

Indeed, on the scroll of the peace treaty was written both signatures of the ruler with many witnesses who saw, but it did not rule out the possibility for the rats to carry out the action.

They, the rats that continue to spread this provocation do not belong to any form. Even if it was shaped, it must have been an insane organization that was extremely bold for blatantly dealing with the eastern shield and the western sword.

Falley had already caught some rats that had dared to infiltrate the cities of the tip of Celestine.

They spread hatred by carrying the imperial name as a form of recognition.

Silla was initially provoked, because indeed the words they made seemed to affect the way someone thought.

They were not ordinary people, that was for sure because the group that had already been caught had advantages within each of them.

All this time the kingdom has been successful in solving this problem, but for the empire itself there is still no further information.

Taking the parable, just try to burn both ends of the twig. It is good if one end of the twig has escaped the fire that burned it, but what about the other end?

Free if only dead on one side, because after all the fire is creeping. If only the fire had grown, it would not have been impossible if the twig would have been completely charred.

Such was the situation that described the kingdoms and empires now.

Whatever they're planning, it won't just be about one authority.

But, all the authority that stands in the world.

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"Aamon, let's explain everything now."

"Huhh Si-silla huh, let me breathe huhh first."

Aamon looks to take a breath more, tired also he suddenly was pulled brutally by Silla who did not give a pause on his journey at all.

"Hurry up, as long as Viana doesn't follow us." Silla looked around, trying to look for any signs of Viana that might have followed them.

"There's-there's no way he's gonna be here, he's got a stint in the palace." A brief explanation from Aamon further solidified Silla's intentions.

"In that case, quickly explain everything!"

"Sttt Silla, your voice is too loud stupid!"

Silla shut her mouth spontaneously, "Pardon me, I'm just too excited."

"Yes, I know your spirit..." Aamon paused his sentence. As if he was being possessed by a demon, his facial expression suddenly changed. "Wait a minute, Silla."

The man began to cover his right ear with his right index finger. Both eyes he closed, when seen from his face he was like he was laughing at something.

"I'm now asking you to explain, not to look for a more stupid one!"

Silla pulled Rapier from the glove that covered her, and began thrusting the sharp weapon towards Aamon's neck.

"Si-silla, are you crazy now?" The rapier has a very sharp tip. Look at Aamon's neck, it's seen a red dot there where Silla's beloved weapon is anchored.

"I just want to hurry, you don't know if the princess must be waiting for me!"

"Yes-yes I'll go straight to her core!"

Silla's smile came up, "Quick, so what!" He said while reclining his weapon.

Aamon put on an insincere face while rubbing a little blood that seemed to flow on her neck, "My sister wanted to cancel her engagement to Olivia's daughter, plus she wanted to introduce someone to the girl she wanted to make her fiance."

The man breathed a sigh of resignation, "And from the information I just received. They say that everything will be done in the middle of the party, in the middle of everyone who comes." he continued.

"Your sister seems to be crazy."

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