The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
The Sixty Five (65)

Barbiel, help me.

To confirm her suspicions, Stella had to meet Xylia and feel the dark energy from a close distance. However, it was impossible for him to do it alone, considering King Shavir and Dhemiel were treating him like an expensive diamond now, so he needed someone's help to distract them.

The right person to perfect his plan is Barbiel, who knows everything about it.

As expected, Barbiel hears Stella's thoughts and agrees to help her. In her father's sling, she smiled brightly and pointed to where Stella was.

"You ana! Ana!" (You go there! Go there!)

"Well, let's greet them."

Eigel agreed without asking, thinking that his daughter wanted to be closer to Alexa's daughter. They approached King Shavir and greeted him.

"Greetings to the Red Moon of Evergard. May the Kingdom of Evergard always be blessed."

"Greetings to the Sun Eclate. May the Kingdom of Eclate always be blessed. Haven't seen you in a long time, Eigel."

"Right, haven't seen you in a long time either, Shavir."

They chatted amiably, like an old friend who never told each other and ended up meeting. Barbiel patted his father on the shoulder, after which Eigel lowered him. His short legs approached Stella.

"Sister!"

She clasped Stella's hand, smiling widely. Stella suddenly imagined that Barbiel had a tail and was wagging her tail now.

"We meet again, Barbiel."

"Yes!"

Sitting to the right of King Shavir, Dhemiel stared in jealousy at Barbiel who easily got a rare smile from Stella, when compared to him it was very difficult to melt the frozen and cold heart of his little sister just to talk to each other.

On the other hand, Eigel turned his gaze towards Barbiel and Stella, then smiled.

"It looks like my daughter wants to be friends with your daughter."

"really?"

King Shavir followed Eigel's gaze, looking at Stella and Barbiel who were throwing smiles at each other.

"Looks like. By the way, I heard Miraria was in a coma."

"Yes, that's right. It's been three years."

"I'm surprised. Why is it that after our wives give birth to daughters, bad things happen."

"You're right. It feels like fate is playing us as husbands."

Glancing at the two men, Stella gave the code to Barbiel through her mind, after which Barbiel looked at King Shavir and spoke.

"Uncle, or want to play brother! Go play!" (Uncle, I want to play with Brother!)

"Barbiel said he wanted to play with your daughter."

Eigel translated, in his place Barbiel nodded with all his energy.

"Yes!"

"Good―"

"Yay! Go, Brother!"

"Come on."

Barbiel pulls Stella's hand. They started to move away from the podium. Meanwhile, Dhemiel stared resentfully at her father who agreed to the toddler's request.

"Why do you allow it, anyway?!"

"...?"

King Shavir frowned and looked at his son who was suddenly enraged for no reason.

"Oh!"

Dhemiel got down from her chair and walked while snorting, now she wanted to find a confiding friend.

King Shavir looked directly at Eigel, as if asking "What's my fault?" with a look of shock, while Eigel laughed out loud.

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The longer the more people arrived, the more they swarmed Xylia, making her the center of everyone's attention. They talked to each other and smiled kindly. Shortly after, the sound of someone's footsteps rang out, coming at them.

"Can you talk to me for a second, Xylia?"

Everyone around Xylia immediately turned their eyes towards the source of the sound, including Xylia. He knew the owner of the voice.

All eyes were on a little boy who was the same age as Xylia. The bottom of her black hair was wavy, looking shiny and smooth. On top of his head was a lustrous silver tiara, clamped with the top of his hair braided backwards. The stone was cut neatly above the eyes. Her bright purple eyes gave off a cold feeling. With such traits, anyone could tell that she was the princess.

All of them threw agitated glances at each other, after which bowed and paid their respects reluctantly.

"Give respect to the Princess. May the Kingdom of Evergard always be blessed."

"Lift your heads."

They immediately raised their heads, then looked at the sharp eyes, after which a smile rose on Stella's face.

"You should have paid your respects like this earlier. But it seems that if I don't come to you, you will never pay your respects to me. Forever."

Stella emphasized the word "forever", then exerted a bit of her strength, suppressing those people. Those who were suppressed by Stella felt goosebumps, after which it was realized that the princess was the owner of the black aura of "Goddess of Death". If he wanted to, he could have killed them in one strike.

"Pardon us, Princess!"

All of them looked at Stella with clear eyes, asking for mercy. Stella was silent for a moment, stalling for time so that the nobles could feel what it was like to be on the edge of the abyss of death, after which she smiled again.

"This is your last chance, so use it wisely."

"So can I borrow Xylia for a moment?"

"of course! Please, Princess!"

The nobles, who had originally huddled around Xylia, immediately withdrew, leaving behind Stella and Xylia.

Xylia bit her lower lip. He did not expect that the people who had been on his side would now obey the words of the princess obediently, whereas they had previously mocked the princess happily.

"Xi."

Stella called out to the girl in front of her with an expressionless face, then clasped Xylia's hand.

"Come with me."

Xylia, who was dragged by Stella to the balcony, rebelled. Arriving there, he shouted towards Stella.

"How dare you pull me like that! Aren't you afraid that I'll punish you, huh?"

Voice's up. Then she held onto the arm of her hand that had been pulled violently by Stella. His eyes stared at Stella with a disdainful look.

"And they may also acknowledge you as a princess! You don't deserve to be here!"

"The one who should come here with His Majesty the King and Prince Dhemiel is me! Not you!"

"Yes should they call "master princess" is me! Not you!"

"They should respect me!"

"And they're supposed to insult you like they do at other social parties!"

"You should also wear a shabby dress! You should have stayed in your palace! You shouldn't have come here!"

"And ... His Majesty should have called me! Smile at me! Looked at me warmly! Then everyone will call me "master princess" and no one will remember you! Like before!"

"should have been! But because of you, everything I have comes to you and becomes yours! I hate you, Stella! I hate you so much!!"

Xylia let out all her annoyance. He inhaled oxygen greedily, gasping for breath. Now, in her eyes there was only hatred and ambition to get rid of Stella, as happened in the fairy tale book "The Poor Princess".

"Have you finished talking?"

Xylia's gaze became even more confused after hearing Stella's quiet reply. There was no trace of anger or anything in his eyes.

"You ... You're not offended? I insulted you! Insulting you! Aren't you angry? Aren't you offended?" ask Xylia.

Stella walked closer towards Xylia, then whispered towards her.

"Why should I be angry and offended? You're lucky that the one standing in front of you isn't Princess Stella."

Xylia's green eyes were trembling. His facial expression looked very surprised.

"Huh? Whahuh? Then you―"

Bzz! Bzz!

Stella gripped Xylia's hand firmly, draining her magic mana.

"What―aaagh! Stopit! Aaaakh!"

The sound of his screams rang out, but no one in the hall would hear him. Because around the balcony has been installed soundproof magic. The reason for that was because of the many secret meetings that took place between the fellow nobles in that place, so his security was assured.

Bzz! Bzz!

Sounds like broken power lines sounded.

The dark and dark energy circulating around Xylia instantly vanished after Stella channeled her magic mana into Xylia's body, replaced with the pure white energy Xylia had before. After which, Xylia's scream stopped and she stared at the surroundings in bewilderment, as did Stella who released her grip from Xylia's hand.

"Tu-sir Princess? Where is this? Are we on the balcony now?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Wouldn't we―astaga! I remember feeling strange all of a sudden! Looks like that evil magic is back on me!"

Xylia closed her mouth, fear visible on her face.

"What, what did I just do? Did I insult the Princess again? Am I like that again?"

"No, you didn't do that" Stella said as she tried to calm Xylia down.

"But I'm sure that I...."

"It won't happen again."

Xylia's green eyes were already wet, feeling guilty for knowing Stella was lying to her so her heart wouldn't get hurt. Then she hugged Stella tightly.

"Mr Princess! I'm sorry...!"

"It's okay."

Stella patted Xylia's trembling back.

"I'm sorry! Huwaa...!"

Then Xylia started sobbing in Stella's arms.

"You're innocent, so don't cry."

Amidst her gentle treatment of Xylia, Stella's purple eyes turned cold.

It was not the evil magic that ruled Xylia in the past, but the high-level controlling magic that controlled a person through the blood of the person itself.

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TBCS!