The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
The Ninety Four (94)

"Sister!"

A little girl in a pink dress was walking around in a palace shouting, calling out to her brother who she said was in the Everiel Palace. The blonde girl who was tied up in two swayed every time she stepped.

"Mr Princess!"

A middle-aged man in a servant uniform came over to the little girl, then he gave his greetings, after which he slightly bowed to equalize his height with the girl. "Is the Princess looking for the Crown Prince?" ask her politely while smiling gently.

"Yes! You know where Brother is, Ron?" ask the princess and then throw it away. "I didn't see him from earlier. Brother's not in his room either."

Ronald, the butler who ran the Everiel Palace, nodded and replied, "His Royal Highness the Prince is in the training hall with the knights."

"Training hall?" The little princess pondered for a moment. "But Brother's schedule, isn't it, it's empty now."

"Indeed right. But the Prince stays to the training hall. He's probably sparring right now."

Ronald said calmly as if it was a normal thing, but Stella's common sense couldn't accept it.

"Sparring? A 10-year-old brother?!" her question was shocked and in disbelief.

He certainly acknowledged the greatness of his brother in sword, but it was impossible to do sparring at such a young age with an experienced knight. And there was no way the knight who sparring with the crown prince was a veteran knight, but definitely the direct knight commander, that was the general!

"What if Brother gets hurt? He can't do magic!"

'Anu, not unable but weak, Princess,' the butler's err in his heart, wanting to speak directly but unable to.

Ronald was also quiet. "Then, I will escort the Princess to the training hall."

"okay."

'What new word is that?'

Ronald wondered inwardly, perplexed by the princess who sometimes uttered unfamiliar words.

'Hm. It seems to be an ancient language, huh?'

The middle-aged man nodded his head assenting his own thoughts then put on a polite smile again.

"Please follow me, Princess."

Stella followed the butler while looking around. Although he often came to this palace and played around here, it still felt strange. But thanks to that, he came to know a rough picture of his past before he lost his memory. That his relationship with his family was not good in the past.

"Aah! It's the Princess!"

"Mr Princess! Look at us!"

"Yeah! He saw me!"

"Stupid! He saw me!"

"Omong empty! Of course the Princess saw me!"

"What did you say?!"

"You making a noise? Come here!"

Ronald let out a tired sigh as he passed by some servants who were bickering just for trivial matters. Though Princess Stella often visited the Palace of Everiel, but it seems like everything is still not satisfied just by looking at the princess. They were increasingly competing to attract the attention of the little princess.

'If of course the Princess is indifferent, ' thought Ronald to pity the servants.

"Please forgive their impoliteness, Princess," the man said with a guilty expression.

"No problem. I'm a regular."

'Indeed to His Majesty.'

Indeed it seemed like the royal family was born with strong mental strength. Realizing the contents of his mind, Ronald secretly chuckled.

...―――...

'Where is Brother?'

Stella, who has been growing up for three years, has long blonde hair that reaches her waist, a pair of bright red eyes, smooth and well-groomed skin, and shiny pink cheeks. Her facial features that were once round and filled with baby fat have become thin, making her look like a girl who will soon be a teenager. He also became taller than when he was 5 years old.

At the same time, her magic ability also increased.

For example, like this moment.

[You're looking for your brother? Ckckck, look at how much has changed in you, Princess.]

'Whisper you, invisible creature.'

Stella frowned, irritated by an irritating voice that suddenly spoke to her telepathically. This voice that he called 'invisible creature' had been heard for two years.

[I also want you to see me, you know. But your memory must return first!]

'Hm. I've heard that phrase 100 times.'

[Indeed you intend to count it?!]

"Silent. Noisy."

The words that were rude enough to be spoken by an eight-year-old royal princess really shocked Ronald who was walking beside Stella. The middle-aged man gaped in disbelief.

"Tu-sir Princess...?"

"Ah, I'm talking to myself. My words weren't for you, anyway," said Stella, feeling bad. He accelerated his steps towards the training hall. "I go first, yeah!"

"Oh, oh. Okay...."

The butler who was still dazed in his place was quickly abandoned by the princess.

Meanwhile, Stella had already arrived in front of the gate of the training hall, which was predominantly black in color. The two knights standing guard on either side of the gate immediately saluted and opened the gate.

"Daughter Stella's coming for a visit!"

Kriett....

The gate opened, revealing the sight of two men of striking height difference fighting in the middle of the hall, witnessed by all the best knights of the kingdom.

[Oho. That's your brother.]

The voice that made Stella's emotions rise was again heard.

"I know, so shut up."

[Yes, my lord.]

The voice then disappeared after replying in a lazy tone. Stella grumbled in her heart, then stepped towards the two people who were still sparring.

Klang's! Klang's!

Two sword swings clashing together to show who the winner of this sparring sounds so excited.

The knights were divided into two camps, the first was the one supporting the crown prince, while the other was the one supporting the royal general.

"Excite, Your Highness the Prince!"

"You can definitely! Let's beat General William!"

"General! You must not lose!"

"Really, right! You must win in order to remain the sword teacher of His Highness the Prince and all of us!"

"Yumoooo!!"

'They're noisy.'

Inevitably, Stella joined the audience because she did not want to destroy the rumbling and excited atmosphere between them just because they were noisy.

'I can also be a referee. Later if Brother is in danger, I will immediately use barrier magic, his mind while nodding his head.

Her red eyes immediately centered on the sparring activities between her brother and the royal general.

Thank goodness! Nah!

Dhemiel dodged General William's swing of the sword, then charged back until his second sword collided and caused a clanging sound to be heard.

Cheers were heard among the knights.

Stella looked at the scene seriously.

In the middle of the training hall, Dhemiel who was already sweating a lot seemed to be smiling complacently.

General William also smiled with a proud look on his face.

"His Royal Highness Prince's sword skills and techniques have improved. If it continues like this, you can definitely beat me a few more years and become a swordsman" General William said, changing his position, while his hand slapped Dhemiel's shoulder in praise.

"Thank you, General."

The conversation between them that Stella could hear kept flowing, revealing how close and familiar they were. Seriousness appeared on the face of the princess who was observing them.

'It's strange, ' his mind while thinking.

[What is strange?]

The sound of an invisible being suddenly floated inside Stella's mind.

'Seriously 'Seriously. It's quaint.'

[What's weird?]

'If you are familiar with someone else, you are not angry or forbid.'

[Continues?]

'But why if I am familiar with others, Brother and Father instead forbid and watch over me?'

[....]

'It's weird, right?'

[... Is correct. This is so weird. Their over-indulgent care must make you feel uncomfortable. Hold on for a minute.]

His tone suddenly became wise at the end of the sentence. Stella unknowingly put on a look of disdain and goosebumps when she heard it.

[Yes, my lord.]

The same lazy tone as before became the last voice Stella heard.

"Stella's! You're here?"

The cheerful voice of someone was heard. Stella turned her head and saw Dhemiel waving at her with a big smile. There was no longer a boy who was always ignorant of him at every opportunity.

Now Dhemiel who is a teenager becomes a little mature and plays his role as the crown prince in earnest.

"Sister."

Dhemiel looked delighted when she heard Stella calling him. He walked closer with a radiant face.

"How was that? I'm great, aren't I?"

"Yes. Big brother."

"Oho~ Of course saj―"

"But just now the swing of Brother's sword was less energized and looked weak."

Jamb.

"Bak brother's leg position is wrong when attacking."

Jamb.

"And Brother is too obsessed with winning. So if on the battlefield Brother like that, no wonder that Brother is not aware that there are other enemies attacking from behind."

Jamb.

'Ohok, ohok.'

Dhemiel was stabbed by three arrows in a row when she heard her sister's words. His face was immediately gloomy. His spirit to become stronger was instantly extinguished. It was also the result of the person he wanted to protect.

"Then don't praise me, dong!" protest the prince after rising from his fall. He grumbles. "Why do you always fly me and knock me down, anyway."

"I don't know either."

"...."

A small intersection appeared on Dhemiel's face. Stella laughed mockingly when she saw him.

... It seemed that no one had become a little mature among them.

"Haw...." Then Dhemiel sighed and smiled at the little girl in front of him. His tone became calm and soft. "Yes already. Let's go for a walk."

But Stella even ignited the emotions of the brother who had died out.

"Clean yourself there. Brother stinks."

"What did you say?!"

"I said stink. Wh why? Not accept, huh? Whee!!"

"Isa. Don't run away, Stella!"

"Come catch me~~"

The chase between them began from the Palace of Everiel to the Palace of Everstell who had moved places.

...―――...

"Haah. My body's getting all sore."

He complained as he went up to his bed. The moonlight bounced through the window of his room and illuminated the darkness surrounding him. The night had already arrived and the stars were popping up in the sky one by one.

"...."

A heavy silence began to envelop the room.

On top of her bed, Stella looked at the ceiling of her room.

A lot has happened over the past three years.

And he still plays until now. But of course, she was more acting from the bottom of her heart than theatricalizing and smiling fakely.

"The final results of the investigation are coming now, aren't they?" muttered Stella, then moved her eyes to the balcony of her room that had not been closed. "When did he come?"

'....'

'... Ehh?!'

Realizing the contents of his mind, Stella's face turned red.

"Why am I thinking about him, anyway! Far away from my mind!" he said wrong while shaking his hands on his head.

"You're thinking of me?"

The male voice coming from the direction of the balcony knocked Stella out of her mind. Shocked, shocked, and shocked mixed into one in his facial expression. Stella stiffened at the spot, realizing that the person she had just thought of heard the contents of her thoughts.

'Abkkk!'

He screamed hysterically in his heart.

The look in his eyes shook as if saying 'Why should he appear now!' vividly.

The man standing on the balcony of the princess's room chuckled. He walked slowly to Stella's bed, which is still looking for a way to behave naturally.

"This is today's report."

Stella received some sheets of paper from the man. "Yes. Good," he said as usual, but now his tone sounded a bit nervous accompanied by a reddish hue that still faithfully settled on his cheek.

"And I'm happy because of the people I like to think of me."

Blush....

The sudden words from the man immediately made Stella's face like a tomato so red.

While the perpetrator instead enjoyed the princess's reaction and continued, "I also always think of you and merin―"

"What, anyway! Go there! Go home!"

Stella cut quickly and placed the papers under her pillow, then pushed the man towards the balcony of her room.

"It's already night. Your work is also done. You better go home."

"Why? I want to stay here for a long time," the man argued with a hardened look like a puppy thrown away by his owner. "Let me stay a while."

"Where can that be! You want my dad cut?!"

Eventually Stella wears her father as a shield and threatens the man. His red eyes glared as if he was imitating the figure of his father who had glared at the knights who had approached him.

"Why?"

But the blue-eyed man was undaunted. He asked back with a relaxed expression.

"W-what?"

"Your Majesty won't cut me down or do anything dangerous to me."

Stella took a few steps back as the man approached her. Two pairs of red and blue eyes looked at each other under the moonlight.

"Why could that be? Of course because we're engaged. Right, isn't it, Princess?"

Esther smiled gently and brought her face closer. Then his head tilted to the side.

Cup.

"It's a good-night kiss" said the man after kissing his fiance's cheek, while Stella was already a red statue in her place. "Let me stay a little while, Stella."

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--A moment after----

SHAVIR: "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DAUGHTER, DAMN IT?!" (💢💢💢)

Dhemiel: "Heh, are you my innocent sister?! Still under the age of woi!!" (💢)

Nicole: "Master! Are you going to be a father?!" (shock)

Esther: "Yes^" (smiles themselves)

Stella: "Don't go!!!" (sharp glares)

Zayden & Leonard: "Help you guys if you want to joke don't come to gini🤦🤦. Haaah." (head bobbles + teat + breaths)

Author: "Wkwkwkwk. Finally there is entertainment drama😂😂😂"

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