The Tyrant Emperor's Cruel Princess

The Tyrant Emperor's Cruel Princess
SHOCKED HE SAID...


In a dim room with little lighting a man waited with a wine glass in his hand and occasionally took a sip.


Someone came from outside making him turn his head and thrust another wine glass.


"How's it?" ask the man who was waiting.


"Haha, I don't expect that his son will come to the room without a step" replied the person who entered directly sitting in front of the man earlier.


"I told you the boy was unusual, and what did you get?"


"No~" replied the red-haired man changing his face. A few moments later, he remembered something.


He took out a dagger from his pocket and placed it before the man with faint purple eyes.


"What's this?" the faint purple-eyed man took the dagger and turned it around.


"That's the dagger, that kid who threw it"


The man raised the jasmine a little then lowered it


"This folding dagger that has rarely been produced, even if produced at least 2-5 pieces only"


"He~ are you serious?!" tanya could not believe the red-haired man directly took the dagger from the hand of the faint purple-eyed man.


"Yes, it was made directly by the dwarves, with a rare iron that could only be found in the dwarf village. its hilt also came from the skin of an orc"


The man with red hair immediately coughed, fortunately not coughing up blood.


"What did you say, orc? You mean that big goblin?"


"Yes, why? It was a common thing, dwarves were experts in making things or crafts that were of high selling value, likely if one wanted to buy this one dagger spent around.... Hm, maybe if selling one kingdom is enough"


"You crazy?" said the red-haired man with a forced smile.


"No, that's right! Besides Zaint loves his son so much, it's not impossible, are you causing trouble?"


^^^(And Aryan can be in the treasure room that Zaint loves)^^


The red-haired man averted his eyes and said: "hm, well, I just.... Snap her a little bit"


The man with faint Purple eyes patted his forehead and let out a slight sigh.


"You're really.... Hah, your face might be blacklisted if you don't go undercover"


"Even though he was young, his brutality was almost similar to his father's, 'nothing could stand in my way, if anything, should be removed' well at least that's their principle"


"And you yelled at him! You're really crazy, for as long as I see it, that girl looks pretty carefree and shy(?)"


"You eye! He who curses his father even if not his father can still be called shy?! That's crazy thinking you know!?" reply the red-haired man remembered his swear word Arya.


^^^(this pas Arya maki" in the workspace)^^


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confines...


Zaint turned his head when he felt his ears itch, his heart pounding, a feeling that was there when he saw his son fainting, but this time why, Farel had not even sent him a letter.


"i shouldn't have entrusted my son to her, but only she can be trusted"


^^^(Zaint worries for himself)^^


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The capital....


The capital, which was always crowded with the passing of the people of the Empire with various interests, was now like a silent grave in the ear of a girl who did not want to talk to others.


He sat daydreaming inside the carriage that only he and Farel were in a awkward look with such a gloomy atmosphere.


He slowly glanced at the beautiful girl before him with a slight nervousness.


When will he speak?!


Somehow when he looked at Arya's face he remembered the face of Zaint who had previously ordered him to always stay beside Arya.


The face of the man who ordered her was also like that. Like daydreaming when it's not. And certainly also with the same gloomy aura.


He had yet to find a reason why there was an intruder into the Emperor's study. And again, if you look carefully, it will be clear that Arya misunderstood her father.


"Your Majesty isn't really a bad person" Farel opened his voice to break the silence that seemed to suck up all the oxygen in the room.


Arya didn't look back, her face was like saying 'do I care? Oh no, of course not!' that's so.


Farel only smiled a little at Arya's response that seemed not interested in the words earlier.


Please listen for a moment, please!?


"Both talking!(a lie)" Arya muttered further into the folds of her hand. He did not even turn his head to look at Farel. The only thing he saw was a girl carried on his shoulders by his father.


I will be irrigated:)


As long as he lived, he had never been treated that way. There was an unbearable feeling of envy in her but one that she knew, it was one of her ridiculous thoughts that a lifetime would never come true.


Cape prenn kek nobody understands:)


Farel sighed for a while and leaned his head against the window of the train to see the view of the Capital outside the window.


"I also used to think that His Majesty was such a person"


Arya still did not respond but she kept her ears open. Make no mistake, so-so attitude Arya, he is a good listener really.


"That Starts it-"


"Zaint, just call him Zaint" cut Arya pursed her lips.


"I order you to call him that, you hear?"


Farel wanted to refuse but it was a pity that he had no other choice but to nod.


Please just...


"Zaint was disliked by the queen because she was not a daughter"


"uhuh?"


What?!!


If not for breaking down her expression, perhaps Arya would have cried out in shock.


"His expression was also not there, it was very difficult to see him change his face, even almost impossible"


"Then he was very protective of what he wanted to protect"


"If it's not wrong there used to be a white cat who always followed him everywhere, the cat did not care where Zaint went for sure he would come"


"I always see him feeding the cat if there's a chance"


"But one day the cat was invisible to him and he looked for it. When found the cat was already dying with blood covering the fur of the cat. Around him were several other princes who were laughing with satisfaction"


Arya who heard the story instantly clenched her hand. He as a lover of furred animals is very greget when he heard such a story. I want him to punch those people in the face.


Farel continued his story..


"Well, as you know the 'ugly' personality of His Majesty, he actually slaughtered the princes with his bare hands, even without magic. He picked up the cat's body and told me to take the dead princes' bodies to the bodyguards"


"You said he was good, your brain is still in place, right? Not sliding, is it?" arya scolded the silent Farel.


Seriously?! His tyrant-cousin father likes cats?! What's!?


"Eh, but it's true"


"A fraud" muttered Arya shut her eyes.


"Huh, have you ever heard of me?" point Farel at himself.


Arya opened her eyes and stared flatly at Farel's handsome face. He slowly raised his eyebrows above the sign he was interested in hearing Farel's story again.


"My real name is FAREL SHA ZEREQ ROSELAND but since I am no longer the prince my last name is omitted"


"What?!"


Arya who was startled accidentally dropped her head with eyes of disbelief. The head that suddenly separated from its place immediately hit the glass subordinates in the form of wood, but because it was too astonished he, even bleeding he did not feel.


"Try, try repeating? Maybe I misheard" said Arya wagging her hand beside her ear


"Huft, my name is Farel Sha Zereq Roseland, the outcast prince, a failed descendant, who even to use his power alone cannot, someone who takes refuge behind his older brother, that's 'me' what everyone says"


Arya tilted her head and blinked a few times before saying.


"... Daddy's sister? You you? It's worth your eyes and hair color like no stranger, your skin color is even paler than mine, you're even very handsome"



Instantly a thin red tinge appeared on Farel's cheek and he immediately turned his head away.


"Everyone said my face looked ugly even like a monster" When Farel spoke his face brightened for no reason.


Arya who heard Farel's confession again had a flat face without expression.


"They must have gotten their eyes out of the dirt! The face of a god is ugly! Then what kind of standard face can be said to be handsome? Cow face or buffalo face?! Those crazy people really....!!" aryan muttered moving his teeth without showing any excess expression.


"So... Do you think I'm handsome?"


"You're joking, right? That face, do I want to pair it with a monkey face? Quiet down!"


Arya sighed and tried to remain calm without thinking of anything.


What Rosiel said made him turn back.


...'The only person Zaint protected!'...


So that means Zaint's brother is really Farel? How can you not believe?


"Let's go home! Today I had enough of a strange surprise" Arya opened the book and read it all the way back to the Palace.


Along the way, Farel just stared at Arya's face, even making Arya uncomfortable by herself.


"Why?"


"You still angry with your Majesty?"


"Come"


"I'll report to His Majesty"


Arya shut up for a minute


"No, let's just say it's just a momentary dream, when I've probably forgotten(?)"


^^^(This is Arya talking about the incident in the Zaint workspace, 0_0)^^


"All right"


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