Aurianna gently withdrew her hands from Queen Amber’s grasp, her eyes filled with curiosity as she posed a question, "So, Mother, do you think I’m wrong?"
Queen Amber responded, her tone laced with seriousness but tinged with a hint of anxiety, "Yes, you are wrong."
A smile danced on Aurianna’s face as she probed further, "And why’s that?"
"If you continue to act this way, you’ll end up all alone when you grow up," Queen Amber cautioned. "How would you ever find a fiance? How will you find happiness?" Her voice carried a genuine concern.
"My dear daughter, your mother only wants what’s best for you!"
Aurianna looked at Queen Amber with a cold, asured look, clicking her tongue in frustration. ’I can’t stand it when she acts like this, the sweet mother,’ she thought to herself. ’Now she’s paying more attention to just because I’m more attractive and stronger than my so-called brothers. In addition my charm is extrely high."
Queen Amber swiftly rose from the ground, determined to fix the situation. "I’ll find a way to plead your case to avoid any severe punishnts. So please, promise you won’t do sothing like this again. You can’t always act impulsively with ruthlessness and violence. Sotis, kindness can touch the hearts of others," she implored.
Aurianna couldn’t help but think with a hint of disdain, ’Look who’s talking.’ Nevertheless, she forced a smile and waved at Queen Amber as she exited the room.
Left alone in the room, Aurianna scoffed, "What is she even talking about?"
"Kindness can move others, huh?" she mused. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a load of nonsense. Wasn’t that precisely what I did in my past life, and only a few would risk their lives for mine?"
"No matter how kind you are, no matter how noble your intentions, there will always be those who twist your honest motives into sothing evil, call you despicable and hate you," she continued, picking an apple from the tray on her pastry table and taking a bite.
"They’ll seek to pull you down due to their jealousy, interpreting your kindness as either pity or a ans to look down on them and feel superior," Aurianna continued, her gaze fixed on her reflection in the mirror. "Even though so appreciated my kindness, I can’t ignore the fact that others despised , labeling as unrealistic and a hypocrite, they weren’t wrong either. Perhaps I simply wasn’t ant to take on the role of the righteous soul who had to help everyone," she chuckled softly to herself.
"I knew my smile was fake." Aurianna pressed her fingertips to her lips thoughtfully, acknowledging. "My actions were always being controlled by others." She continued, her mind creating an image of invisible strings tied around her body and was controlling her every move like a puppet. "And I feared being cast away because I wasn’t like the rest, so I just went along with their play."
"And I was just a horrible, broken person with a mask of the perfect Saintess," in her imagination, she saw herself, the supposed Saintess, with a deceptive smile, her face was covered by the smiling black mask with countless pink chains wrapped around it causing red blood to flow from the eyes of the mask.
She mused with a touch of irony, "It’s quite funny now that I look back and think about it. I’m inherently selfish; I craved admiration, reverence, and genuine respect." She admitted and suddenly the mask she imagined on her face shattered into pieces, and the strings on her body tore.
"But now, I feel free to be my true self! And be able to do whatever I want too! It’s so funny seeing the faces of those dumb nobles." she declared with genuine happiness, reaching for her jewelry and tossing it into the air. "I’m no longer constrained by the shackles of societal expectations since I broke them already. I can do as I please. I’ve reached a point where I don’t care. I refuse to spend my life trying to appease others I don’t like or care about, playing the part of a living doll with a counterfeit smile. And I’ve never felt better as I did this!" Aurianna twirled beneath the cascading jewelry.
"Hah, there’s an unspeakable joy in my heart after dealing with Russel." Her face flushed with a maniacal delight that could charm and frighten anyone who could walk into the room at that mont. "It’s as though a weight has been lifted from my chest. This...this feeling is exhilarating. I almost wish I could have prolonged her suffering, but ti wasn’t on my side. Is this relief I feel? The pain of what she did to seems to be slowly fading away, and I’m just happy that I could dance!" She chid in as she picked up a cube from her ring and tapped a few commands, causing orchestral music to fill the room.
In a graceful waltz, Aurianna moved around the room, each step echoing the vivid, haunting images of Russel’s terrified and panicked face that flickered in her mind like slideshow.
"Zagan, care to join for a dance?" Aurianna’s beckoned playfully as her gaze fell upon a peculiar creature—a black cat perched on her table, with an unusual form. It bore a resemblance to that of a slimy substance, and its tail, rather oddly, resembled a rocket launcher, even though it was smaller, it was about the size of a teenager’s arm.
Zagan, who looked curious t Aurianna’s gaze. His beady eyes following her every move as she danced towards him and then allowed her to scoop him up. With an inquisitive tilt of his head, he asked, "What had got you in such high spirits, Master?"
"Well, Zagan, I am happy because I’ve finally been able to kill one of the individuals who’ve brought so much pain," she explained, her voice carrying a hint of satisfaction.
Zagan’s beady eyes locked onto hers as she continued, "And this is just the beginning. There are others out there who will also die for the wrongs they’ve committed against ."
Reassuringly, he declared, "If master wants help Zagan would help." He then crawled around her before wrapping his tail gently around Aurianna’s waist and he perched on her shoulder.
She patted his head affectionately as she said with a soft smile, "You’re an absolute cutie, Zagan, but rember, you’ll need to grow stronger if you want to assist ."
Anxiously, Zagan inquired, "Am I not strong enough, Master?"
She shook her head gently, "Not quite yet, but I’m confident you’ll develop intoba big, strong, monster one day. It’s still a mystery to how you managed to sneak into the training grounds, but your current level isn’t quite strong enough. Regardless, I’m hopeful that you’ll evolve into a cool and powerful creature one day."
Zagan, undeterred, responded with a determined expression, "I’ll work hard on getting stronger, Master."
Aurianna couldn’t help but chuckle, the atmosphere lightening with her laughter. "That’s the spirit! You have to start with eating more."
"So master what would you do now?" Zagan asked as he rubbed his face against her cheek.
"Hmm I’m sure the Huns family would start their investigation now. They would probably gather alot of evidence against for killing their precious daughter," she remarked casually, her gaze fixed on the window. "After all, killing a Duke’s child as a royal is a cri of treason especially if it doesn’t involve the case of them making a rebellion against the royal family. Exactly what I wanted. And since my cri is so bad so nobles will suggest that I’m executed, but since I’ve chard Queen Amber she’ll try to plead my case and get a more lenient sentence. But knowing Duke Huns personality he’ll surely suggest I join the war to suffer," Aurianna speculated with a grin.
"There would be nothing more interesting than to watch a princess beg for her life on the battlefield! But the battle has three rounds, so King Girsal would make participate in the first round consisting of normal humans and a few high humans. I’m hoping my instincts are right from how I rember King Girsal from my past life, he wouldn’t let a useful assets with healing abilities die so easily," she mumbled with a grin. "It’s easy to tell he’s more interested in because he keeps asking if I could heal others. But there’s no way I’ll tell him I can. I’ll just play the ga ’I don’t know’ for now. All that’s left for to do now is wait," Aurianna said coldly as she sat on her bed, "After all people fear what they can’t control, so they either try to control it or they get rid of it!" Aurianna stated as patted Zagan who now laid on her lap.
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