The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
The Sixty Four (64)

For some reason, although Stella could not see anything with her eyes, she could feel dark and dark energy swirling around Xylia. It felt like there was a pitch-black hole pulling people closer to Xylia.

Heh.

Stella blinked quickly, then did not feel any dark energy around Xylia. Confusion swept over him.

Is that just my feeling?

That feeling was too real to be said to be her imagination, but Stella felt nothing more now. Even after her eyes looked at Xylia intensely, that feeling was no longer felt by her.

No. gabe. I'm sure what I felt was real.

Stella is too focused on her mind and Xylia, thus ignoring the people around her.

"Stella?"

Two different people said his name at the same time. Stella recovered quickly, her consciousness returning. He immediately looked back and forth between King Shavir and Dhemiel.

"Yes?"

"You okay?"

"Of course."

The question from Dhemiel was answered quickly by Stella, then she smiled, implying that she was fine. 

Stella could not tell the bad feeling she felt earlier to the two men. He has yet to check if it is true or not, let alone now is Dhemiel's birthday. He couldn't ruin the party he had prepared for weeks ago.

"I'm fine."

But it was a lie. Stella is not in good shape. Anxiety surrounded his heart.

"No. You're lying."

Stella jerks.

As if he could understand his thoughts, King Shavir spoke his words. Those slowly dark purple eyes met a glance with Stella's bright purple eyes.

"There's a restlessness in your eyes."

No matter how much Stella hid it, it was a bit strange to hear her answer Dhemiel's questions quickly and sound hurried, who usually acted calm. His tone of voice implied that there was something he was hiding.

Sensitivity is meaningless!

Stella shouted at King Shavir in her heart, who was able to feel his uneasiness. He forced his brain to think quickly, looking for a way out. Suddenly, the useless acting teachings taught by her second sister, Belle, came into her memory and became very useful in the current situation.

Then Stella lowered her gaze and smiled shyly, a faint red hue appearing on her cheek.

Think of all the things that embarrassed you, Stella! When I was teased by all the university students in class, when I was caught peeping on Larson's sister on a blind date, and when Esther praised me too much! Think everything!

The embarrassing events that could not be lost from his memory finally managed to make his face red.

And ... now!

"That .. I was agitated to see everyone giving an expensive gift to Sister Dhemiel. While I .. give nothing. I'm so embarrassed and agitated, I don't know what to give...."

At that moment, the atmosphere between them instantly became silent.

Stella was already sweating a lot on her back, wondering why the current atmosphere was so quiet and desolate. He was sure that his acting went smoothly, but something was wrong with their response.

Braving herself, Stella peeked at the expressions of King Shavir and Dhemiel, but afterwards she became a sweatdrop. His absurd behavior made him unable to say anything. It was because they were shedding tears with shameful faces.

What the fuck with their expressions.

"I'm so moved. Turns out my Stella was still thinking about it, when you told me that and I said it was okay!"

Dhemiel began to chatter dramatically. But it was still better, than King Shavir who spoke as if he were reading a poem.

"I was finally able to see that rare expression on this beautiful day. It turns out that being a father gives you many advantages over being king."

Stressful.

Stella did not know how her facial expression looked at the moment. It seemed like his face was completely distorted with their behavior.

I'm sure they're a little stressed. No, maybe they were stressed, but the people here were not aware of their illness.

For the third time, the dignity of the father and son was shattered to the lowest point.

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There is a strong desire in Xylia to be the best of all and to be the most noticed by everyone. For some reason, he wanted to occupy the first position in their hearts. Soon, like a magnet pulling metal objects around her, Xylia became the center of attention of the noble children she had never met at all. They all looked at him with beaming faces.

"Geez, aren't you Miss Xylia, daughter of the famous Duke Fictin?"

"Miss Xylia, I'm Adelia Romeo, Count Romeo's daughter."

"This is the first time I've seen you. It turns out Miss Xylia is prettier than the rumors."

"I'll have a tea party the day after tomorrow. Can you come?"

"Miss Xylia's shining blonde hair is prettier than anything in the world."

"Miss Xylia...."

What, what is this?

Surprise flashed in his eyes.

I remember that they were noble children who became my friends in the past. We often vilify the Princess at every meeting. But I avoided them and never met them. And now, they come to me uninvited?

Xylia was a little overwhelmed with the sudden attention that everyone showed her. It feels so weird. A feeling of confusion and contentment mixed in his heart. But not long after, his lips moved on their own.

"It's nice to meet you guys too."

The sweet smile, which he had always used when luring everyone in the past, spread naturally on his face.

"Geez! Miss Xylia's smile is so pretty!"

"Sweet!"

"Now I realized that Miss Xylia is more beautiful than the Princess!"

The conversation quickly changed direction.

"Ah, you're right. It should be like that."

Xylia involuntarily approved the words of one of the teenage girls, then after that she widened in shock, shocked at her own thoughts.

"I heard that His Majesty the King and the Crown Prince left Miss Xylia for the sake of the Princess. I'm so sorry."

"But isn't this weird? Why suddenly?"

"Right, like someone had brainwashed His Majesty the King and the Crown Prince."

"That's why, we can't judge people by their covers. The Princess looked ordinary in the front, but who would have thought she could affect others in the back. Very devious."

"really terrible. If only Miss Xylia had been the princess, and not such a daughter."

"I totally agree."

"I hope His Majesty the King soon realizes who he should love and he should ignore."

They began to talk casually, when in fact they were vilifying someone. Their gaze grew cold every time Stella sneered. Their venomous tongues began to carry out dirty duties.

Standing in the middle of them, Xylia froze after realizing that her lips were talking without her wanting and her mind was thinking without her asking. His face turned pale.

Here, don't-don't...!

Bats!

Ah, what did I just think?

Xylia's expression quickly changed. Dark and dark energy immediately rushed out from his body and became more concentrated than before, then clinging to the bodies of those around him silently. Then he accidentally heard the people around him mocking the figure who was said to be "master princess". A disdainful smile instantly rose on his face.

Princess Sir? That title is inappropriate for that wasted daughter. Isn't that title just right for me?

His green eyes implied a mocking lightning. Pride soon took hold of him. Then he joined the noble children around him and began to talk about things "cries" with them.

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TBCS!