The Tyrant Emperor's Cruel Princess
GO HOME WITH DUDA TOO

Nightly...

Marketplaces...

Arya and her friends walk in the market while shopping for some decorative items.

Arya who does not show interest can only keep following. He who kept silent in his room made all his friends very anxious. Moreover, Emilly who really can not stand the silence made Arya.

Arya silently glanced at one of the green brooches and she remembered her father's eyes.

Beauitiful...

He slightly shook his head in order to stop thinking about that person.

Unknowingly Arya's lips pursed and her eyes glazed over.

Make him miss his father, right?!

Ugh, that sucks!!

The originally crowded market once again became silent within the hearing of the girl. There was not the slightest sound that could be heard except for the rustling sound that did not know where it came from.

The sound of a little bell?

Arya followed the direction of the voice and behind her all her friends followed. They don't know what's going on that they know only Arya suddenly goes the opposite direction they came from.

"Uhhh, can you help this old lady for a second?"

Upon arriving on a slightly deserted road they meet an old woman who has a rough road on the road.

"Kunti maam?" muttered Arya immediately get a sharp delicacy from her friend.

Thankfully there was no Hayeo...

If there was him, maybe Arya had been wiped out

"Son?" the old woman had a tattered camping appearance similar to a vagrant.

Arya stretched out her hand but before that she took off her gloves.

The old woman stared long at the hand that Arya had stuck out.

He thought that the child in front of him was very understanding of manners when shaking hands. But... That girl doesn't just want to welcome the hand of a tramp, why need formalities?

"It's okay grandma, let's help" said Emilly lifting the old woman's body to stand.

"...."

Arya did not let out the slightest expression as the old woman welcomed her hand.

There is no aura...?

"Sir, have you eaten, we want to eat now, how about you come with us?" tawar Delvan reached out to help the old woman walk.

"Ah, no need! You will be bothered!" said the old woman shakes.

"What's wrong, it doesn't matter!"

Finally they headed to a restaurant that booked a private space. They came in and ordered a lot of food. Even so many tables like there is no place left empty.

Arya ordered a plate of dishes with the main menu of salmon meat imported directly from afar.

Arya leaves the room to get some fresh air.

The old woman looked at him for a while and started asking.

"The boy is very cold"

"Hm? You mean Arya? No, he's a cheerful kid"

"But to be seen from any side the boy is very gloomy"

"It was probably because he was banned from going to the Academy by his father"

The woman raised her eyebrows curiously and then asked back.

"banned? Doesn't that kid look old enough to enter the Academy?"

"adequate age? He and I are the same age, we are both 8 years old. The difference is that I am allowed but age-restrained, and Arya is also banned because of age restriction"

The old woman blinked a few times...

"8 years? But her body..."

"Oh, it's because his body's growing faster by two years, so he looks like he's 10 years old when he's only 8 years old" said Feron took a glass of water and drank it directly.

"Then what about you, miss?" ask the old woman to Emilly who also ate her dessert.

"Oh, me? Don't know! My height is good for 8-year-olds"

The old woman smiled: "..." but she looked just as tall as the girl who came out earlier?

"By the way, Grandma how did grandma know about the Academy? Grandma doesn't look special?" asked Brian to pick up a tissue and clean his hands of dirt.

The old lady gasped a little, "no, I know just a little, uhuk!"

"Oh so"

Very fishy...

"So what do you and he need right now?" ask the old woman again

"Letter of recommendation, hehe!" emilly said with a cry.

"That's all?"

Emilly who heard the old woman's easy words made him startle.

"Grandma said 'only'? Did grandma know that the head of the Academy was so hard to find?"

Eh?

The old woman was a little aware of something. Ah right that's because he sometimes cosplay so begging

"Miss, can you tell me your long name and that girl?" ask the old lady to Emily.

Everyone in the room turned their eyes to the woman who had asked.

"What do you know? We can't tell anyone our long name" said Feron, staring at the old woman.

"It's okay, I just want to give you back for helping me"

"But.." said Emilly hesitantly.

Arya who was outside now enters and interrupts Emilly's words.

"Have finished? Home, Farel picked me up" Arya said as briefly as possible.

"Hm? Is there a friend of your friend, princess?" farel said, who suddenly entered.

"Have I ever left without them?" arya glanced a little.

Arya walked in and handed a bag of dimensional space containing gold coins to the old woman.

"Live well"

After saying that Arya immediately left followed by the others.

Before he left, Emilly turned and said: "i am from the Rimson family and the one who just entered is the son of the Emperor"

The old woman was glued for a moment. He glanced slightly at the small pouch and smiled.

"Of course, the Imperial emblem in this pouch already explained its status"

"The friendship between the Emperor's two children, the Duke's two children, the Grand Duke's one son, and the North Black Tower's one son is truly an incredible combination"

"And... I think I just realized he looked like his father when he was young. Hemp! His face was copied perfectly"

The old woman put the bag in her pocket and stood up.

"Looks like I'm gonna be busy again, kekeke"

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Arya who just returned to her palace opened the door of her music room and looked for her piano.

It was already 01.57. less than three minutes to change time to two o'clock at night.

He played some relaxing songs that made him sleepy

"Hing"

It feels very sleepy...

He wanted to see his father but it felt very prestigious. She's the year if she meets her father she'll curse him again.

^^^(And misunderstanding also continues_-)^^

Arya slept with her head on the piano key making it sound a little.

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From a distance a horse ran at high speed. The horseman continued to drive his horse through the dense forest alone.

The one thing he now thought of was.

Farel is stupid, his son hates him br*ngs*k

Yes it was Zaint who had just received news from Farel.

Fill mail..

"Your Majesty, the Princess hates you now"

One sentence millions of shard, when he remembered the contents of his message his heart felt shot by a knife but missed, grumbling how~ so well it felt.

"Faster!" Zaint actually spurred on his horse at a speed that was not as bald, until he was in that slowly deserted market he stopped someone.

"What do you want?" sulk Zaint frowned.

The one who stopped her was a young woman with flaming purple ombre hair.

"Not~ I just miss you~did you not miss me? I'm so sad" said the woman dramatically.

"No need to talk nonsense! Move over!!"

"Basic cold-hearted man! Huh, the ice wall will eventually give birth to another ice wall as well"

"What do you mean?"

"Your son is like a block of ice!"

After he said that he left while waving his hand.

Argggg....!!!

It felt like Zaint wanted to yell and stab the woman directly in his heart, if only he didn't remember who the woman was he might have done.

"A crazy woman sucks!"

Zaint again spurred his horse straight to his daughter's Palace a little far away.

Zaint got off his horse and took off his robe just like that and ran back to his son's room.

Severe what?

Arriving at his son's room he saw nothing even to be seen how many times the room with black and cream dominating it was very quiet.

Where's she?

Zaint opened the room one by one and still found nothing. Until he's in the very end of the room; the music room.

Is here?

Slowly he opened the room and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.

His son who seemed to be sound asleep was slowly lifted up and on his deck in his arms.

Mercifully...

Zaint walked out of the room with his Son in his arms and headed straight for Arya's room not too far away.

Two laid her child on the bed and wanted to get up. But, when he wanted to build his class accidentally hit his son's hanging.

"Like a kid just-a-huh this?"

Zaint touched some of the metal rods that became the hanging decoration and frowned.

"There's... Tranquilizing magic? Is this..."

Sedative magic is usually used on someone who has a mental disorder. But this magic is also very rarely used, because the use is classified as difficult.

But why does his son have it in his toys...?

Though the hanging toy has been in his son's possession for a long time, but... Why is he only now conscious?

Yike....!

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