The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
Twenty Eight (28)

After finishing watching the tape, Creed coughed repeatedly, before finally commenting, "This proves that the Princess is indeed your son, Your Majesty."

There was a trace of innuendo in his sentence.

"It's like I'm seeing His Majesty in a little girl's version. Totally shocking."

King Shavir looked at him sharply, but Creed changed his gaze, pretending not to see the sharp gaze of the king.

After which, King Shavir's gaze turned towards Azalea, who still looked gloomy.

"The Orma Witch."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Azalea replied lethargicly.

"I wish you could be the boy's magic teacher."

"I hope so too" Azalea replied. "But, this may be difficult. The Princess does not like me, nor do I know the Princess well" he said, believing her words were not wrong. 

"That's easy."

Azalea, whose head was bowed, raised her head, confused by King Shavir's words.

He finally asked, "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"If you teach Stella teleportation magic, then she will like you," replied King Shavir, there was a slanted smile on her face.

"Teleportation magic?" repeated Azalea, confused. Eyebrows wrinkling.

Then, he gave his opinion.

"It doesn't seem right, Your Majesty. Teleportation magic can only be used by people who have a large amount of mana. On the other hand, the Princess is still a child, so it is impossible to teach her that magic...."

Creed, who had initially silenced his mouth, finally spoke up, supporting Azalea's opinion. "That's right, Your Majesty. I think it's too dangerous."

"It's not dangerous" said King Shavir.

His gaze sharpened, followed by his cold voice echoing in his study.

"I know what Stella needs right now, so do as I tell you to."

Hearing that, Azalea could not refuse the king's order, then the woman nodded.

"Okay, Your Majesty," he replied obediently.

Afterwards, King Shavir gives Creed an order to escort Azalea out of her room.

Inside his study, King Shavir's mind was fixed on the room Stella entered yesterday.

'I knew that you would definitely come out of the palace to look for something.'

Then, King Shavir's mind floated, exploring the memory of Stella's room, then the sheet of paper she saw that day appeared in her mind.

'I wonder what you will do after mastering teleportation magic.'

"Hm."

King Shavir stroked the bottom of his lips, then a slanted smile reappeared on his face.

"Paying Army Agent "Eternal Flame", huh? What do you want to do there, Stella?"

...―――...

The atmosphere in the living room of Everstell Palace was quite tense. There were three people there. The two people in the room were sitting next to each other, while the one who was the host was sitting in front of them. Other than the three of them, there was no one else around them.

Stella looked at the two men while folding both hands on her chest, while her right leg was placed on her left leg. Her purple eyes scanned Xylia and Zhio in turn.

The silence there.

Meanwhile, Xylia was nervous, she did not know whether to tell the truth or not to the royal princess.

"Xi."

Xylia, who was flinched, immediately replied nervously, "Y-yes, Princess!"

"Don't you want to explain who's next to you?"

"What?"

Xylia widened her eyes, then her eyes glanced towards Zhio, after which a feeling of relief entered her heart. At least, the identity of the person next to her was more important than the nonsensical words she had said a while ago, that was how Xylia thought.

"He is Zhio, a great wizard but unknown to his origins, as well as my playmate. Zhio stayed at Duke Fictin's residence for over two years."

The witch?

For some reason, Stella's hearing was more sensitive when she heard that the boy was a witch.

His purple eyes swept through every action and expression of Zhio meticulously.

"If Zhio is your playmate, I wonder, why would he be able to enter my palace flower garden?"

Xylia's expression seemed stiffened. To be honest, he also did not know the answer to Stella's question. Xylia looked at Zhio, asking for an explanation.

Looking at Xylia's eyes asking for an explanation from him, Zhio answered Stella's question briefly, "I'm curious about you."

Obviously, the sentence was intended for Stella.

"About me?"

Stella repeated the last word Zhio said, a little confused. Then, his eyes looked at the boy sharply, then began to advise him.

"Although that is the case, you must not enter someone's palace at will, let alone me being a princess."

"I don't care."

"But I care."

"That's your business, not mine."

Stella fell silent, trying to contain her anger.

'This kid has no manners at all!'

However, Zhio's subsequent words made Stella sculpt.

"I know you're cursing me."

Silent for a moment, Stella asked him, "Where do you know?"

Zhio answered briefly, "I know from your face."

"Oh," Stella replied indifferently.

He thought the little boy could read his mind, given that Zhio was a witch. If it was true that Zhio could read his painting, then Stella would completely stay away from him. The reason for that, was because Stella did not want anyone to know the veiled plan embedded in her mind.

"Since you've seen my face and talked to me, then you can leave."

Stella did not want to waste her time on useless things, so she chose to chase the two people away.

"This goes for you too, Xylia. Anyway, I've fulfilled your request."

Hearing that the princess threw him away blatantly, Xylia looked sad and felt disappointed. Actually, she wanted to be with Stella longer, but unfortunately Zhio interrupted her show with the princess. Inevitably, Xylia nodded weakly.

"Okay, Princess," he replied languidly.

Xylia's seemingly uninspired attitude made Stella frown, astonished. She wanted to ask what was going on with her, but then Stella realized that she was not that close to Xylia, so Stella swallowed the question she wanted to ask.

"Can I come again, Princess?"

Unexpectedly, Xylia asked a question that made Stella think hard.

'Should I answer "yes"?' he asked in his heart hesitantly. 'But I don't know why he wanted to visit me. Is Xylia's feeling for me really sincere?'

After thinking hard, Stella finally replied, "Yes, whenever you want."

If Stella becomes closer to Xylia, then she can analyze the little girl's true intentions to her, including knowing her weaknesses. This was a rare opportunity, so Stella did not want to waste this rare opportunity.

"Thank you, Princess!"

Xylia replied cheerfully, her face beaming, her joy that had disappeared was now back.

"I will definitely visit the Princess again!"

Stella just nodded in return.

After that, Xylia and Zhio left the place using the Everstell Palace's horse carriage. After the departure of the two men, Stella sat in the living room pensively. A moment later, he recalled something, it made him flinch.

"Dam. I forgot to ask why Xylia said I was dead and it was because of her. Haish!"

That's what Stella forgot. He grumbled. Then, he sighed.

"I'll ask you next time."

...―――...

The next day, Xylia actually came to visit Stella. The routine lasts for every day.

At that time, Stella regretted answering Xylia's question with the words, "Yes, whenever you want".

After that, the quiet days that Stella had run into turned into the day of her meeting with Xylia, and don't forget that small, irreverent witch.

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TBCS!