The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
Twenty One (21)

After hearing Stella's screams that still did not know what was going on in front of her room, the atmosphere around King Shavir turned gripping.

"Is that how a royal princess speaks before a king?"

King Shavir's sharp voice rang out, his tone firm and loud.

Stella, who was inside the blanket scroll, immediately gasped when she heard the voice of someone she knew. Cold sweat immediately flowed around his face. A moment later, Stella normalized her expression. From inside the blanket scroll, Stella wiped her flowing sweat, then tried to calm herself down.

"It's very good to enter someone's palace without permission from the owner," Stella replied no less straightforward.

'Hush, go there! I need calm!' he continued in his heart, expelling the people who were in front of his room indirectly.

Meanwhile, in front of Stella's room, the atmosphere became even more suffocating. Even Suzy can see that King Shavir's face is slowly darkening. Strangely, the little prince beside the king giggled happily, as if he had been waiting for this day to happen.

Not knowing why, hearing Stella speak disrespectfully in front of her own father made Dhemiel want to laugh. Usually, only he dared to do so in front of his father, but now his sister did the same.

'Is this what we call blood relations? Hahah, now Dad's face must be very bad, Dhemiel's inner voice while laughing.

Her black hair swayed slightly as she walked closer towards the door of Stella's room. His blue eyes with purple gradations showed a deep interest in the owner of the room behind the room in front of him.

"Hey, that Stella has so no manners! Come, out! We eat together!" he said with an exclamation, ignoring the warning gaze from his father regarding the call Dhemiel had placed on Stella.

From inside the room, Stella felt an annoyed feeling gnawing at her when she heard Dhemiel calling her with an inelegant call.

'Patience, patience. He was just a child, there was no need to get too angry, Stella's inner, trying not to get too emotional, but her dimming gaze turned fiery. 'How can I be patient when a child dares to vilify my name? This Dhemiel si*lan! You guys have spent time with Xylia before, but why are you turning towards me now? Why?!'

Unable to bear the thoughts raging in her head, Stella replied with a cry, "Brothy sister Dhemiel! You can eat without me, right? You're, aren't you, you're a big kid and not a kid anymore!"

Outside Stella's room, Dhemiel has a strange expression on her face when she hears the call "Brother Dhemiel" coming out of Stella's lips, while Suzy and some of the servants who were still there immediately tried to hold back the laughter desperately. 

"How dare you tell me!" sahut Dhemiel with a tone of anger.

Not inferior to Dhemiel, Stella also chimed in with a contorted tone of anger, "Aren't you the one who did that to me first? I'm just gonna give you back!"

"But I'm a prince! I am the Crown Prince!" dhemiel said, boasting of his great title.

"I'm a princess! Moreover, I am a First Princess!"

Stella turned her big title as well.

"Then what do you want, huh?"

"Get out! How dare you say it to me without showing your annoying face in front of me!"

"What if I don't want to? None of your business! After all, I don't want to see your annoying face! Go there!"

"You dare...!"

"of course! Is there a problem?"

After that, there was a debate between Dhemiel and Stella, while King Shavir could not say anything while watching the silly scenes made by Dhemiel and Stella.

Moments later, the useless debate that ensued between Stella and Dhemiel still continued with heat. Ignoring everyone, King Shavir slowly stepped towards the door of Stella's room, then opened it.

'Finish! Now my eyes may still not be normal!' inner Stella, cold sweat slid profusely at her temple.

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Tap, tap, tap.

The sound of someone's footsteps resounded inside Stella's room, followed by another person's footsteps. Stella could immediately guess that the ones entering her room at this moment were King Shavir and Dhemiel. Despite knowing who was coming, Stella still did not change her position, she was still in a roll of blankets.

Meanwhile, King Shavir frowned in surprise when he saw a large roll of blankets on Stella's bed, while Dhemiel immediately approached Stella who was on the bed, then start pricking parts of the blanket randomly.

"Hey, that's not so polite Stella," she called, still with the same call. "Why are you in the blanket? Don't-don't, you want to play hide-and-seek with me, okay?"

'Tsk.'

Stella clucked in her heart.

'Your words are ridiculous, brash Brother Dhemiel, ' Stella replied in her heart, not intending to speak directly to Dhemiel.

Dhemiel who got nothing in return from Stella immediately sharpened her gaze, a sign of dislike.

"You don't want to answer?" he said again while stabbing the blanket. "Eh, isn't this Stella? Well, where is he?"

King Shavir's gaze led to Dhemiel, then turned on the blanket scroll in front of him. His hands stretched out, grabbing the white blanket that covered Stella's entire body.

Stella, who was shocked that her blanket had suddenly been pulled by someone, immediately understood the situation. He closed his eyes at full speed, then pretended to be asleep.

When the blanket was pulled, King Shavir and Dhemiel found Stella "asleep" soundly, both raising eyebrows.

"He fell asleep in the blink of an eye?" dhemiel said with a little disbelief, while King Shavir thought of something else.

'Freaky. Why is her hair black? Did I see it wrong yesterday?' inner King Shavir with a puzzled look.

Yesterday night, he clearly saw that the boy's hair had turned blonde, but why was it now back in black?

Amidst the silence of the atmosphere within the room, the cheerful voice of someone suddenly sounded.

"My beautiful disciple! This handsome teacher of yours da .. tang...."

Jesriel, who had arrived suddenly in a cheerful tone and smiled widely, immediately stared as he saw the two great figures of the kingdom before him.

Jesriel, who had originally intended to visit Stella's room to remind the girl that there was a sword practice this morning after breakfast, suddenly stiffened. Her smile disappeared.

Stella, who heard Jesriel's voice, immediately nodded in concern, 'Oh, Master. Now we're having bad luck. Hixes. We're senasib.'

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hoho~ Stella and Dhemiel are getting more and more familiar:D

btw, I'm adding to Dhemiel's description, yeah hehe.

TBCS!