I Am The Queen's

#25.

While circling the lips of the tea glass with her index finger, Clara answered Detrian very easily, and with a look of foolishness.

Detrian who felt defeated immediately put his tea glass on a small plate and changed the look of his face towards serious mode.

To mean that he would discuss serious issues related to Clara, rather than having to try to find a language that could make Clara lose the debate.

"Alright, we've had tea with laughter. I'm just straight away.. So, what was Mu Clara's answer ? Do you want me to help you in revenge ? "

Detrian with a very neat intonation, invites Clara to enter into a serious atmosphere.

"See Detrian..." Not a sure answer. Clara instead gave an answer that sounded like her Self would refuse Detrian's help.

"...On the one hand I am very grateful to have received help from You as Brother Gres said. But on the other hand, I can't just trust you. Indeed, you are a descendant of the Roman Empire that is not greedy as all parties know. However all his can change over time, the disposition of one King to another King in one lineage order is not as long as his equal. And because I've been through a very heartbreaking event, now I can't believe who Detrian is... "

Clara stopped saying again, her index finger also stopped spinning on top of the tea glass. The light emanated from his net a few minutes ago as he joked, now seemed dim and lost focus.

"... Because I know, I can only trust myself in this world. Don't trust others, My shadow will leave Me in a fearful darkness. " Continue Clara finished her words, while staring at the pitch-black net owner who was currently sitting right before her.

Detrian had been silent for a while because he was stared at with a faint net glow from the face of Clara who was fairly beautiful. But Detrian spoke up...

"I know You won't be as easy to believe as Your naive nature used to be, but I'm helping You because it's with You, I can also avoid problems."

The dim eyes immediately returned to normal, hearing some words from Detrian, who was helping to get something he wanted.

In order for the two parties to be equally profitable, that was what Clara thought.

"Avoid of problems ? It's obviously detailed to me." With curiosity that became, Clara ventured to interfere in the affairs of Detrian.

"You know Achete Kingdom, right ? " Tanya Detrian while combing her fine hair with five fingers.

Clara answered very smoothly like running water, because indeed Clara is a child who quickly caught in learning anything first. So if asked about an aspect that he has learned first, surely Clara automatically explained in detail.

"Yes, your answer is just right. You know very well the outline and smallness of the Achete kingdom. Then my problem was a few years ago, during the reign of King Roman to the fifth, He had made a deal with King Achete because at that time King Achete had helped him in an accident. His agreement stated that would marry off their children or grandchildren or great-grandchildren, or their respective descendants. Unfortunately, when the successors of each kingdom are born is the same sex. So there's no way they're marrying off their offspring of the same sex, because that would instantly stop the path of her descendants from each kingdom."

Then Detrian paused for a moment in explaining, so that he could catch his breath. In addition, Clara listened carefully to every explanation that came out of Detrian's mouth.

"Because of that condition, between the two Kings this agreed on another agreement which was proved by the signature of the two kings. The treaty was that, when the descendants of each kingdom were of different sexes, they would be married. The treaty was written in two different documents, and held in each kingdom in order to be remembered. Then, after the next year, always the sex of the descendants of these two kingdoms is always the same, even though the Achete kingdom already has many concubines, she said, the sex of their descendants remains the same as the Achete kingdom. It is not as if they do not want these two kingdoms to establish family relationships. "

Detrian stopped explaining again, because the continuation of this explanation is very very much makes him not like. As a result, Detrian's face looked very wrinkled on several sides.

"And coincidentally, in the 13th and 9th King Achete's lineage, it produced offspring of different sexes. In other words, the one who should marry the Achete royal lineage is Mamu. Right ? "

Because of Clara's sharp analytical power, she guessed the ending of Detrian's initial explanation.

In because Detrian stopped talking long enough, and Clara could not bear if her curiosity in the long-shelf would be frustrating, so Clara raised her voice.

"Your estimate is accurate. Evelyn San Achete, is a descendant of the current 9th King Achete. And I am a descendant of the current 13th King of the Romans. My father did not agree at all that I should marry Achete's descendants, because of their greedy nature. So with abundant emotions, Dad

I burned the letter of agreement. But it is useless, because from the Achete kingdom, they still keep the agreement well. My father made a lot of effort to keep this marriage from happening, but baby... My father died when I was just 12 years old, it's just me and my Mom. But because of his affection for the father, the mother also began to be seriously ill and died one month after the departure of the father. In a relatively short period of time, the two of them left Me alone to become orphans..."

Detrian poured out all his abundant events from the moment he understood about the problems of life. There was a wry smile that Detrian looked right, as if blaming his parents for going away and dying himself. Or because I felt so upset, because I never told anyone like this.

"...I'm being taught harder and harder from the age of 12 to become more mature in terms of brain, remember.. I am not happy at all to have a mature mind in childhood, because it is not my will. The circumstances that forced me to become an adult...."

Detrian stopped for a moment. She felt that why did her feelings create another sensation while telling stories ?