The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
Fourty Three (43)

Stella's hand was grabbed by someone, leading her into a room. Yes, currently Stella is being escorted by several members of Eternal Flame― who accidentally met Stella a few moments ago― towards the room of Rielle, the vice chairman.

The people assume that Stella is a special guest that Rielle is waiting for, so they drive her to where Rielle is, while Stella cannot refuse because her hand has been held by someone first.

"Well, we've arrived" said the man holding Stella's hand.

Stella did not reply, her red eyes fixed on the large, black door that was in front of her.

The man, who was escorting Stella, smiled widely. "So, can we know your name now, Young Miss?" tanyanya, approved by her friends.

"Yes! Tell me your name, Young Miss! We want to know your name!"

"... Just call Ellia," Stella replied shortly after.

After that, the men began to exclaim in excitement, until Stella could clearly see the reddish hue on their faces.

"I can't believe it, I know your name, Miss Ellia!"

"We're very lucky to meet you, Miss Ellia!"

"Our External Flame has now been blessed since Miss Ellia's arrival!"

"Yes, yeah! I'm pretty sure Miss Ellia has great fire magic!"

"Thus, our Eternal Flame will be immortal!"

"Hohoho~!"

What's up with them?

Stella asked herself inwardly as she looked at the people with a strange look.

I only gave my middle name as a pseudonym, but their reaction was like that. Really weird.

A moment later, the confession from them made Stella stunned.

"Miss Ellia, now we are your big fans!"

"Huh...?"

"Really, right! Now we're big fans of Miss Ellia!"

The reply from them further left Stella stunned and confused.

Stella could not shake her expression of confusion, so she asked, "Why are you guys talking like that? I don't understand...."

"Geez! It turns out Miss Ellia is so innocent!"

Afterwards, the sparkling gazes from those people made Stella heavily depressed.

I really don't understand their thinking....

While Stella was thinking hard, someone answered her question.

"It's lucky to see someone who has golden blonde hair and red eyes, let alone me talk to that person and know his name!"

The one who answered was the one who held Stella's hand earlier.

"Of course I have to be your fan, Miss Ellia! It doesn't matter if you're a kid or a baby!"

After that, they again shouted in excitement.

On the other hand, Stella, who heard the person's answer, was instantly stunned.

I forgot about that myth.

Stella finally recalled a myth that circulated in this world about a person with blonde hair and red eyes that was very glorified by the entire people of Evergard Kingdom.

Besides, I got another clue.

Stella assumed that someone with blond hair and red eyes that are very glorified in this world is a descendant of a noble family of witches. Whether it was from a mixed descent between the White-Yellow tribe or the Red-Yellow tribe.

But to be sure, the reason such a person was so highly exalted was because he came from a descendant of a noble family of magicians who were famous for being able to control anything with their magic.

But, if others knew that such a child was born in this world, would they respect me or hunt me down?

Thats problem.

There are rumors circulating that people with blond hair and red eyes are very glorified, but it can not be ascertained completely, because people with such cathareristics are hardly born for hundreds of years.

Not everyone in this world is good.

So, of course, when a person with such characteristics is born, it is certain that the shadow of death always follows him wherever he goes.

By the way, Xylia also has blonde hair. Hm....

Stella thought hard, ignoring the surroundings.

He's my cousin, right? But, where did she get the blonde color in her hair?

Now, Stella becomes doubtful of Xylia's true form. Xylia is Princess Stella's cousin. That meant that one of his parents was a member of the royal family. According to the history of the Evergard Kingdom, members of the royal family have black hair and purple eyes. In other words, at least Xylia....

At least Xylia had black hair or purple eyes. Her hair is blond, while her eyes are green. Well, who's he following? Is it from his mother or his father?

"What are you guys fussing over here .... Uh?"

Someone's voice jolted Stella from her daydream. He looked at the person, who was also staring at him. That person, Rielle, was standing in front of the half-open door. His brown eyes widened in surprise.

"Ah, Uncle Rielle!"

Stella cuts quickly. From behind her mask, her red eyes stared at Rielle sharply, giving her a code not to call her "Mr. Princess".

"During not seeing! Hehe~"

After that, Stella smiled widely.

Remember, Stella. This time you're being the friendly Ellia, not the cold Stella.

The words Stella kept repeating in her heart.

Meanwhile, Rielle froze, while the few Eternal Flame members who were escorting Stella were stunned.

"Whataa?! Uncle?!" Their eyes glared wide, barely out of place. They immediately looked at Rielle with a look of disbelief, and said in unison, "You should say you have a niece!"

"...."

Rielle did not reply, but cold sweat ran down her back.

Actually, what you call "my nephew" is the princess of this country, she said in her heart grimacing.

After which, Rielle sighed, then brought Stella to her side.

"Ekhm, come on in. Uncle has been waiting for you since," said Rielle, pretending to be Stella's uncle. He looked at the people who were driving Stella. "You go away."

"O-oh .... Okay, Vice Chairman!"

After they left, Rielle immediately bowed in front of Stella while apologizing.

"I'm sorry for my earlier sassness, Princess."

"Yes, no problem," Stella replied without a tone. "It's also my fault for coming suddenly, when I said before that I couldn't come anytime soon" he continued with a whisper at the end of his sentence.

Rielle straightened her back. She smiles.

"But, I'm glad that the Princess has already visited."

Then he closed the door to his room.

Aye? Not that he asked me to come in, but why...?

"Mr Princess, come with me, please" Rielle said shortly afterwards enigmatic.

"Where?"

"We will go meet with the Eternal Flame Chief," Rielle replied, then started walking, leaving Stella speechless on the spot.

Huh huh?

***

"Who's the kid next to you?"

I don't know why I'm here.

Stella looked at the old man in front of her, still not understanding why Rielle had brought him to this place.

Beside her, Rielle seemed excited when she heard her chairman ask Stella's identity, as if she was already looking forward to the question.

"This is the man I recruited, Chairman."

Rielle's words surprised the old man. His brows furrowed, while his red eyes looked at Stella with a scrutinizing look.

"This little boy? Don't joke, Rielle."

"No. I'm not kidding, Chief," Rielle said, then looked at Stella. "Please take off your mask, Princess," he whispered.

Stella complies with Rielle's request. He opened his mask, revealing his pair of red eyes that resembled the old man's eyes.

The deg!

The old man nodded. His red eyes trembled when he saw the face of the little girl standing in front of him. After which, a shadow of a woman appeared on his head. The woman's blonde hair fluttered gently. His blue eyes stared at the surroundings warmly, while his lips revealed a sweet smile.

"... I know that face."

The old man, who had jolted a moment ago, was now speaking in a soft tone.

Stella, who heard the old man's words, immediately felt that the tense situation was gone. He felt that there would soon be an unexpected reunion.

"Why ... do you look so much like my daughter?"

"...!"

Stella surprised. His tongue suddenly became stiff. His throat became dry. After that, the words of Azalea a moment ago rang in his head.

"The White Tribe has characteristic silvery white hair and red eyes, the Yellow tribe has golden blonde hair and blue eyes, while the Red tribe has hair and eyes bright red."

The characteristics of the old man were similar to Azalea's explanation of a noble family of witches born in the White tribe.

B-but, he said I was similar to his daughter...? What the fuck, don't tell me that ... My mother is the boy's daughter? That means, he is .... My grandparents are from my mother's family...?

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TBCS!