The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
Thirty One (31)

"Ekhm, ekhm!"

Stella cleared her throat, drawing the attention of several people, including Xylia and Zhio who were originally engrossed in playfulness, then Stella said confidently.

"Look!"

Dhemiel nodded lightly in return, while her lips smiled obliquely, looking forward to the rare show that was about to happen.

After that, both of Stella's eyebrows curved upwards, her eyes watering funnyly, her lips scaled down, and finally Stella said in a sweet tone, "I want to eat that again, Big Brother. Please buy me again, ya~?"

The deg!

Dhemiel. His heart was pounding with disrepute. Instantly he felt an arrow of love pass through his heart.

Meanwhile, Xylia instantly had a nosebleed in place, whereas Zhio who was beside her was looking at her strangely, not understanding why the little girl had suddenly had a nosebleed.

Not caring about the surroundings, Xylia immediately screamed happily, "Aahh! I love Stella!!" his screams while staring at Stella with eyes sparkling with love.

On the other hand, Dhemiel, who was still sculpting, immediately looked at the meat skewer merchant who was behind Stella.

"Give my brother ten more stitches," he said steadily as he threw a piece of gold coin towards the merchant.

The middle-aged man, who got a piece of gold coin from Dhemiel, immediately looked at Dhemiel with a gaze trembling with excitement, then he retorted quickly, "Well, Young Master!"

After that, Stella received the ten meat skewers happily.

He ate it next to Dhemiel while saying with his mouth full of food, "Five lackeys" he said with a messy pronunciation. (Thank you)

Stella's adorable behavior makes Dhemiel and the people around her suddenly fall in love with her.

Meanwhile, Stella praised herself in her heart, proud of her acting.

'Haha, it's not in vain that I followed Kak Jevon's funny acting in my previous life. Nyam ... not bad also being a child, Stella's inner while continuing to eat her food, forgetting that she is indeed a real child.

...―――...

King Shavir and Creed had just finished interrogating the nobles. The interrogation was related to what happened five years ago. Through a surprise interrogation today, King Shavir has three suspects behind the tragic incident, one of whom is Levon Fictin.

He never expected Levon to be related to the tragic event. Thinking back to the brown-haired man, who always attached his daughter to him, made King Shavir feel confident that the action was done so that Xylia could become a royal princess and Levon could take over the royal throne.

When thinking about that, King Shavir's expression darkened. No matter what, he would never give the throne of the kingdom to such a person! The royal throne will only be handed over to Dhemiel after the little boy is engaged, that is his promise to the boy, and he is not the one who reneges on his promise.

Along the way to his palace, King Shavir does not see Dhemiel. Normally, the child would be around his palace with Xylia or his personal servant. But now he did not see the boy. Instantly a feeling of worry invaded his heart, then King Shavir stopped his steps.

"Creed," called him in a low tone.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Creed replied firmly.

"Where is Dhemiel?"

"I don't know where the Crown Prince is, because I've always been together with His Majesty," Creed replied honestly, making King Shavir stare at him sharply.

"Your answer is not helpful at all" King Shavir quipped her in a stern manner. 

"Hehe."

Creed simply chuckled softly in return.

"Find Dhemiel's whereabouts now. It's an order."

"Okay, Your Majesty."

After that, Creed followed King Shavir's orders, then King Shavir continued his steps towards his palace.

Moments later, when King Shavir was in his study, Creed knocked on the door. King Shavir gives him permission to enter, then Creed walks towards him.

"I already know the whereabouts of the Crown Prince, Your Highness," Creed said, informing him that he knew where Dhemiel was.

King Shavir did not stare at him, he was busy signing the documents that had just arrived at his palace.

The man then asked briefly, "Where?"

"...."

King Shavir, who got no answer from Creed, immediately gave off his dangerous aura, suppressing Creed's mentality to the lowest point. He also opened his voice.

"I won't repeat my question" he said coldly.

Immediately, Creed replied with trembling lips, "That's .... The Crown Prince is in the capital market with Miss Xylia, Mr. Zhio, and―"

"Oh, I think the boy is in danger," King Shavir intersects Creed's answer, not intending to find out who Dhemiel is with and why he's going to the market in the capital.

However, unconcerned about his master's indifferent attitude, Creed nevertheless continued his answer, assuring himself that he had to tell his master.

"The Crown Prince is also together with the Princess."

No!

The stationery used by King Shavir instantly broke, splitting into two pieces. The man was unable to respond for a while. His mind drifted, imagining that his son, Dhemiel, was currently having fun with his daughter, Stella.

Imagining how the radiant face of Stella and her rare smile, given to Dhemiel just because the boy took Stella to the market, made the blood on King Shavir's body boil. His purple eyes shone with a strange light, there was a flash of dislike flashed in those eyes.

"They left ... without me?"

The question immediately came out of his lips.

Hearing his master's question, Creed immediately answered truthfully, "Yes, Your Majesty," he said, then a flash of cunning flashed across the man's blue eyes, then Creed added in a tone of provocation, "Your Majesty is right. The Crown Prince went to have fun with the Princess without you. Now, I'm curious how the expression of the current Princess, he must be very happy to be able to spend time with his brother, unlike you who have never fulfilled your duties as a father."

At that moment, King Shavir immediately moved from his place with his dark face that looked creepy, leaving Creed who was giggling.

'It is nice to insinuate His Majesty in his own presence. I wonder what's next. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!' inner Creed while laughing complacently in that quiet room. 

...―――...

After being satisfied to eat the food she wanted, Stella walked around the market, so she did not feel she stepped into a remote corner of the place. Meanwhile, Dhemiel walks beside her, saying that she has to look after her because Stella is her sister, while Xylia and Zhio are watching a show.

"Whoah! What is it, brother?"

Stella asked curiously at a dark blue building on her left.

"That looks like a bookstore, doesn't it?"

Following Stella's gaze, Dhemiel saw a unique-looking building with a dark blue color around it. Even though the store looks unique, but the color of the building does not look in accordance with the shape of the building, so Dhemiel felt suspicious of the place.

Then, his gaze led to Stella who was staring at the store with interest.

"Do you want to go there?" dhemiel asked, who immediately got a quick nod from Stella.

Dhemiel chuckled. He felt proud of himself for being able to change his sister's attitude in such a short period of time, not realizing that the act was fake.

"Then, let's go there."

Both of them entered the shop. When they opened the door of the building, a bell mounted above the door rang, attracting the attention of the shop owner.

"Please take a look, son."

The owner of the store allowed the two children to explore the store. He was an old man with long white hair and beard.

"There's a fairy tale book over there, perfect for you" he continued, pointing to a wooden shelf containing fairy tale books.

Pretending to be a child, Stella walks towards the shelf, while Dhemiel sits on one of the chairs, waiting for her.

There were all sorts of fairy tale books neatly arranged on those wooden shelves. Stella looked through the covers of those fairy tales, while occasionally reading the descriptions of some fairy tale books she had never seen. After that, Stella's gaze fell on a familiar-looking book.

The cover of the book was pink, striking in appearance, very different from the other fairy tale books that were predominantly brown in color.

When he saw the title of the fairy tale book, Stella's purple eyes trembled.

'Ba-how could it be?'

Stella saturate with stammering. He then took the book. His purple eyes again pay attention to the title of the book, where the sentence "The Poor Princess" with gold color. Unknowingly, his purple eyes turned red. A flash of black colored light shot out from his body.

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TBCS!