The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
The Fifty Three (53)

"Nyam, nyam."

Stella eats the sweet food that King Shavir gave her. Beside him, the man who gave the sweet food looked at Stella and the plate on Stella's lap alternately.

"Is it good?"

"No," Stella replied as she bit a chocolate-flavored cookie, then chewed it.

Hearing Stella's reply, King Shavir frowned and asked, "Then, why are you eating?"

"Because my tongue is bitter."

"Oh, so."

When King Shavir finished his sentence, no one else started the conversation. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet. Stella was eating her sweet food looking unconcerned with the quiet atmosphere around her, while King Shavir was having a conflict in his heart, between starting a conversation or staying silent.

After a long period of conflict with his heart, King Shavir asked, "How are you?"

"Hm? Me?" Stella directed her gaze towards the man sitting beside her. "I'm not okay."

Hearing that, King Shavir immediately raised a series of questions.

"Where is sick? Is it in the head? Are you feeling dizzy? Are you feeling hungry? Or do you want to sleep again?"

Stella was speechless after hearing the successive questions King Shavir had asked. After a long silence, Stella shook her head.

"It doesn't hurt like that."

"Then, where does it hurt? Where's where?"

"Here," Stella replied as she placed her palm on her chest. King Shavir froze. "My feelings .. are not okay. I'm in pain" Stella said meaningfully.

"... Why would that be?" king Shavir asked a few moments later.

"Because I'm confused by the person I'm with right now."

"...."

"Why after five years, do you care about me? Why not when I was born? Why now?"

"Stella.." -...."

King Shavir wanted to explain why he did it, but Stella did not give him a chance to speak. He kept getting out all of his heart which had been hidden for five years.

"Do you have the heart to abandon the fruit of your love from the woman you love? Don't you have the heart to give different affections to your own daughter and your nephew?"

After which, Stella smiled coldly.

"Heh .. when it's just a play, but why do you do that and why do I still feel hurt when I already know everything?"

"How can you...."

"I know everything." Stella's tone of voice became cold as ice. His eyes became sharp. "I know about the charade and the contract between you and Xylia."

King Shavir was rendered speechless, then he let out a long sigh. The man thought that there was nothing else he should hide from Stella, since the boy already knew everything. He just needed to clear up this misunderstanding so that no one would get hurt again. Yeah, he just needs to do that.

After making a thoughtful decision, King Shavir opened his mouth and spoke.

"Before I explain everything, I'm really sorry."

"...."

"For so long, I've been ignoring you and Dhemiel. I know it's wrong. But stupidly, I still do that."

Then King Shavir laughed, laughing at himself. Stella could see that the man was in a bad state at the moment.

"I shouldn't have done that, but it's too late. Everything has changed. The things I feared for a lifetime never happened and the things I wanted so badly I could never get."

King Shavir's words make Stella think that there is a dark story behind the cause of Princess Stella's real suffering.

And it's possible that the story that Shavir will tell me has a relationship with my mother in this world.

Convinced of his opinion, Stella refocused her attention on the man sitting next to her.

"Your mother, Alexa, reportedly died at Everlexa Palace after being attacked by a group of strangers. They attacked Alexa right when you were just born."

So so! It was clearly an assassination attempt on the royal family!

As if getting something valuable, Stella's heart beats faster than usual. His cheeks met, while curiosity gnawed at his heart.

"Why do you think they attacked your mother? Why didn't they attack the heir to the throne who was there at the time?"

The sudden question from the king made Stella give an answer spontaneously.

"As I thought. My daughter is smart."

What is ... compliment?

Stella feels weird. In his old life, he never lacked praise. Everyone praised him every minute. Whether it's a genuine compliment or a fake one. However, when the man praised her, it felt like something was overflowing in her heart. Stella knows what that feeling is.

It's the same happy feeling I had when I celebrated my birthday with my family.

"That event was indeed caused by someone's desire for revenge against me."

Stella's attention goes back to King Shavir.

"Rather than obliterating the heir to the throne who can be born at any time, wouldn't it be better to eliminate the one who will give birth to the heir to the throne?"

A sorrowful smile appeared on the jet-black haired man's handsome face.

Stella finally understands the purpose of the assault that happened to her mother in this world.

"Destroying the woman the king loved would be very beneficial, because it would damage the king's mentality and heart rather than his physique. Isn't that what they want?"

The deg! The deg! The deg!

Stella's pupils dilated. His heart was beating fast. In an instant, a foreign memory appeared in his head like a movie trailer being played.

"We better eliminate His Majesty's flesh and blood, it will have a great and very fatal impact on His Majesty. He's going crazy."

"We must also make everything seem to be His Majesty's fault, not because it was planned."

"In that case, I will increase the amount of evil magic that is on His Majesty for the execution to be carried out tomorrow."

Bats―!

Stella blinked repeatedly. Breathing violently. His chest rumbled, as if there was a very burning fire there.

"S-Stella?" King Shavir, who had witnessed the strangeness of Stella, immediately held onto the little girl's two shoulders, facing her. "What's wrong? Are you feeling tired?"

"It seems so...."

Stella's tone sounded soft and vibrating. Sweat was flowing all over his body. His face was pale.

"Lay down" said King Shavir, laying Stella on the bed, and enveloping Stella. "I'll call the doctor. Just a minute."

"Don't go." Stella held King Shavir's wrist, making the man turn his head. A terrified expression was clearly drawn on the pale face of the little girl. "Guide me here, Father."

Gasp.

King Shavir held his breath for a few seconds. Surprise flashed in her eyes, but Stella ignored it and smiled instead.

"I want to be with Dad for a minute."

Again, his words made King Shavir surprised until his purple eyes widened.

***

King Shavir actually accompanied Stella until she fell asleep. When Stella opened her eyes, it was night. He found no one in the room but himself.

Lying on top of the bed in silence, Stella thought back to the strange memories that had flashed through her head earlier.

Stella never had that memory in her entire life, but somehow Stella was familiar with that memory, as if she was experiencing it.

Ah, what did I just think? I may have experienced something like that.

Stella shook her head, brushing such thoughts off her head. He recalled the atmosphere that occurred when the scene of the conversation of the strangers appeared in his head.

The atmosphere inside those memories was extremely cold, silent, and dark. So dark, Stella could not even see the faces of those people who were talking. However, there was something Stella remembered.

There was the sound of iron bars and the sound of something similar to chains.

"Eh?!" Stella's purple eyes opened wide, then she composed those words. "There is the sound of iron bars, it is definitely shaped like a fence made of iron. Then there was the sound of a chain, of course there was a chain that was quite large and heavy there, so the sound was heard. And lastly, the atmosphere was dark and silent."

Stella's purple eyes were wandering, while her mind was being complicated, between hesitating and certain.

A place that has such features....

It is definitely a prison!

Why did that memory suddenly appear in my head?

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TBCS!