The Tyrant Emperor's Cruel Princess
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⚠NO RESPONSIBILITY IF THE GROOVE IS WEIRD!!

Two days after the visit to the Night Palace... And during that time, Arya never ceases to visit Zaint

Arya returned to the place where she had just arrived, her eyes staring right at the tree that stood firmly in the middle of the vast garden.

Hoaam~!

No one knew what the girl was thinking except how to get close to the sensational Zaint.

Green, her emerald green eyes reflected the slowly falling leaves of the trees. It was the most real and amazing illusion he had ever encountered...

Arya kicked the dry leaves that looked thick enough to cover her shoes. It seems... That was pretty fun

Arya turned her head in all directions, no one saw her from anywhere, the beautiful girl lifted the dry leaves in her hand and threw her up.

Oh, see! that looks fun. The nature of his children mastered his again~

Some curious children with the sound of crisp laughter around Arya's place, directly traced the place.

When they arrived, Arya was already in a state of thrashing on the dried leaves, not forgetting the sound of her laughter that was still heard interspersed with her light breath.

The children were silent at Arya, they had no one approaching when they saw someone who had just come and approached Arya.

"You're like a kid!" said Zaint looking at Arya with annoyed eyes.

Arya smile. He took out his rose tendrils and pulled Zaint abruptly.

"Haha! It's okay, I just want to enjoy my time in this place, because I'll be home soon" said Arya with eyes curved like a crescent moon on her stomach.

"Where?" zaint asked trying to remove the tendril from his hand.

"My place, I'm currently sleeping, so if I come back I'll wake up" Arya seems to feel like she's not clear.

This place was definitely his home as well, but he felt very foreign. Of course, maybe because the person he usually sees in this place is not the 'that' person'.

"Prince, I will say once again, you will become Emperor, you will marry, and you will have children, though... I don't know what your motive is to marry your wife later. But, try to love your child" said Arya glanced at the boy beside her. Arya had no idea that she had dozens of concubine mothers, because the harem palace was located very, very far from the main palace

"Where do you know such a thing from?" zaint asked looking at Arya deeply. He felt that the words spoken by Arya were like a strange, baseless delusion.

"Huh, listen carefully!my name is Aryalania Frosen Alexander Roseland, I am 8-9 years old, I was born to the Emperor and the Empress, the only daughter of the Emperor, I have a father, his name is Zaint Alexander Roseland and his mother is Arsella Vintaics. My mother died when I was born. My father wanted to kill me then but it didn't"

The name 'Frosen' was given to Zaint as a last sign of respect for Arsella. Because after a woman gets married and enters into her husband's family, her middle name will be discarded, it also signifies a woman who does not have a middle name as a married woman.

"Huh! My father's oath is like b*j*ng*n! When someone else's father loves his son he wants to kill his son, gil*!!" look, Arya cursed her own father in front of the one with a name.

Zaint's pupils slowly shrank when he heard the father's name from the girl beside him. That's his name, right? Wh-why can??

Arya pulled her lips up, she smiled cutely. Ah, it turns out that when his father was young it was funny, huh? Until now he was still stunned by his father's face, really far from the word 'evil'

"Oh yes, I want to see Aryan first, earlier he invited me to do a dress up couple twins" said Arya waved her hand; go straight.

Zaint was still unable to recover from his astonishment. Even with his mother, he was still daydreaming. To be honest, he couldn't believe that the person who had been here the last three days was his son in the future.

But wait! If Arya is her only child then who is Aryan?

On the other hand, Aryan stared at the several pairs of clothes hanging in front of him. Everything was brought by the waiter, it was a dress that his great-grandmother ordered as a memento, even if it could not be brought back, anyway!

The boy blinked his eyes slowly. There was a trace of drowsiness in his eyes, strange, after he came into this illusionary world, his drowsiness increased drastically.

He gets word from Damien's grandfather that there will be some guests he usually sees in the real world, but in his younger version.

When he found out, he realized it, this world is a world of illusion, where everyone is not real, wants to spoil as much as anything, still will not change the future.

Arya comes to Aryan and they start trying on clothes one by one.

JUST TRY SOME CLOTHES AND THEY SPEND UP TO 3 HOURS MORE!!!

Damien's grandfather who from the beginning wanted to see his grandchildren do dress up immediately felt uninspired after a few hours passed, what happened?

He was the target of the two children's question!! How sorry he is.

"Grandfather, the snowballs hanging on his shirt are so good, do I have to change them?"

"Whose shoe is better?

Blablablabla.75k missed sentences for the next 3 hours.

Grandpa Damien came out feeling limp, his majestic image suddenly disappearing due to his two great-grandchildren...

He went out when some very important people came with a large entourage.

His eyes were fixed on someone who looked the most striking. Is that Rechan? It really shines once~ is different from his children.

And two of the saddest families he knows. The Zonka family as the family owns the center of the magic tower (family Riden) and the Zovariz Imperial family.

The Roseland Imperial Family slowly came to greet the many families that Grandfather Damien had invited.

Ranging from 4 Internal Imperial families to several families with ties to Arya.

They all just came without knowing the purpose they were invited to. Damien's grandfather glanced at Kelion who was sitting next to Emperor Ruffela. His face looked like an indifferent man.

Who was actually invited??

Grandfather Damien had only invited future Emperors and Emperors who were now still reigning. So too with the nobles.

Grandfather Damien called everyone's attention as he clapped his hands and gave a welcome.

"Well everyone let me introduce the two great-grandchildren I love~!!" grandpa Damien said with his very mysterious smile.

There was no change and everything was the same until two boys and girls jumped from the front and landed very smoothly.

"Grandfather!!! Tell me the name of the shop that made this outfit!!!" Arya urged her grandfather. He held onto both of his grandfather's arms, his two emerald green eyes shining like they were sprinkled with stars.

Aryan only came out when everyone was focused on Arya.

When Aryan came out some people were looking at him with mixed eyes. The beautiful teenager steps closer to Arya who is still urging Damien's grandfather.

The boy pulls Arya to stop forcing his helpless-looking grandfather.

"It's enough Ar, it's Damien's grandpa's mokad!" aryan said slowly but could be heard by everyone. His tone was smooth yet extremely thorny.

Brash grandson!

Grandpa Damien twisted Arya's body facing everything but her body was extremely stubborn.

"Why do you want to know?" ask Grandpa Damien to give up.

Arya slightly moved away from Damien's grandfather and pulled Aryan with her. The forced-drawn teenage boy stepped lazily.

"See-look-look!!" Arya twisted her body and Aryan's body. "Isn't the embroidery very delicate? The fabric also has very good quality! Nice piama, right??" Arya showing off her clothes.

"Then? Didn't you guys try dozens of clothes for 3 hours? What less!!"

Arya had a flat expression, she looked at Damien's grandfather full of annoyance.

"I've guessed, you're more insensitive than dad!" arya said with eyes that could not be interpreted. Though he has given the code 'we like his clothes, please tell the name of the designer and shop' time just do not understand??!

Grandfather Damien furrowed his brows and looked at Aryan who looked like he would fall if pushed by the wind.

"Aryan raise one hand if you're depressed!" said Grandpa Damien ignoring Arya who started to bully his teeth. There's no grace.

Aryan reflexively raised both hands which could mean that he was very depressed.

"Aryan~~!!" Arya put on a very upset face.

Aryan can't do anything, he hugs Arya and says if she's just joking.

"Ucul it's those two kids!" satirical Grandpa Damien is like blending into the background.