I'm a Princess?

I'm a Princess?
No. 18 truth



Tok tok tok tok


Kanao's voice knocked on the door from outside the room and entered while carrying a tray of warm porridge for Miya.


"He's asleep, so don't wake him up first, let him eat after waking up later, "suggested Arnius flatly.


Kanao just nodded and placed the tray he carried on the table in Miya's room.


As Canao left to do another job, Arnius asked him to make his steps stop.


"What happened to Miya?, "asked Arnius.


"What do you mean prince?, "ask Miya.


"His attitude changed, his face suddenly healed, his pavilion in a day could turn into this plus goods that are so foreign in this world. You can't possibly say that nothing happened, right?, "ask Arnius in full search.


Canao sighed softly due to the observation of prince Arnius.


"Prince himself, why does the prince only care about princess Miya at this moment and is indifferent to the past?, "asked Kanao.


"Because I am confused as to whose side it is, it is now your turn to answer my question, " said Prince Arnius.


"I just say it, Miya also never said to hide it anyway, "inner Canao.


"Miya is not your sister Miya, " said Kanao seriously.


"What do you mean?, "asked Arnius coldly.


"I've told you that Miya who is not your old sister Miya, your sister Miya has calmed down in nature with your mother" said Kanao.


"Then if he's not my brother then who is he?" asked Arnius once again.


"Reincarnation of your sister from another world, " replied Kanao lightly.


"Then why is he here?" asked Arnius again and again.


" Miya's real spirit forcefully brought Miya's current self to replace her alive and asked for something to Miya who was in return for returning to her own world" Kanao explained.


"Then what did Miya ask?, "asked Arnius.


"To avenge Consort Gina and her son for his death and his highness the empress, also requested that you and his highness the emperor regret having neglected him. But it was Miya who now refused to take revenge and chose to make you regret, ", said Kanao.


"But Miya who used to be unaware of the meaning of your attitude and who realized it was Miya who was now at the party yesterday" he continued.


"Have he ever returned to his world?, "asked Arnius again.


"It was, one day before the emperor's birthday banquet" Kanao said.


"For the latter, what was his name in his native world?, "said Arnius.


"Dwi Yulia Putri, the son of Senjaya and Madam Afifah, the last of 4 children, lost her mother when she was 10 years old, she has three sisters-in-law and two nieces and one close friend" Kanao said.


"Are you going to hate him again because he's not your brother prince?" asked Kanao.


"For me it's very piercing to know that my sister is gone, but now that I have a beautiful and spoiled new sister, I'll take care of her and won't repeat the same thing, " arnius said as he looked at the calm face of the sleeping Miya.


While Miya, upon hearing faintly she was a beautiful person could not help but get upset and then wake up.


"Who am I to say that I am beautiful?, my face is just like you, ", said Miyah as she rubbed her eyes.


"Well, whatever you do, "sign Arnius while stroking Miya's head with his injured hand which is now wrapped in bandages.


"Your brother is hurt by my piercing, "squeak Miya feels guilty.


"It's not important that you don't get hurt more heavily" Arnius said.


"Then you wait here Miya will make fried rice as compensation, " said Miya as she went down the bed and immediately went to the kitchen.


"What about your wound Miya?, "asked Arnius worriedly.


"Let's calm, brother, because my brother wants to accompany me his pain so lost 😄," said Miya.


"Don't worry prince, Miya's wounds will soon be healed because of this holy water, " said Canao as he poured the remaining holy water he took from the dimensional space into Arnius' hands and then healed the wound.


"How did you get that much holy water?, " asked Arnius in surprise.


"It's a secret, speaking of princes, now you look like a kind and friendly sister like never before, " praised Kanao before going to help Miya.


"It looks like it's so, '" muttered Arnius.


o0o


Plakkkk


Brukkkk


Pyarrrr


Krakkk


Duakkkkkk


"Based on a fucking piece of trash, how dare he snatch Arnius' brother from me!, "his anger.


"I hate you so much the way base*!," he cried furiously.


"I swear I will make you suffer for disturbing my quiet life!, "willed princess Miki.


Back to Miya's.


After finishing a meal with Arnius, Arnius said goodbye because the day began at night.


On the way to his pavilion Arnius crosses paths with his father, the emperor.


"It seems you are getting close to the boy, "the emperor said as he stopped walking while Arnius chose to keep going.


"Did you forget what he did to your mother?" the emperor said.


"It's none of your business, but I hope you won't regret what you did to him, " said Arnius and left quickly to leave the flat-faced emperor.


Meanwhile, the dimension.


"We gw bosen nih from yesterday just gini gini mulu, when the hell is the metal finished made, " complained Miao while looking at three robots or silhouette.


"It is you here only two days even moaned, " said Shiro.


"That's if it's from the clock of the outside world, lha if you use this world 😑," protested Miao.


"Don't complain about it to be finished, " said Shiro.


"Hemmmm okay, " resigned Maio.


Skip the next day.


No one visiting Miya's pavilion allowed her to relax under the cherry blossom tree.


And so that day was only passed by Miya with lying down, eating, sleeping and lazy until about 1 pm, arrived Miao, arrived, Shiro and Kuro come out of the dimensional space carrying the three silhouettes they managed to make but their very small shape like key chains makes Miya very confused and em au ah author does not know how to say it.


"We this is really so?, not just a plan doang right?, " asked Miya as if they do not believe in the results of their work.


author be like: you have been made still a protest ga tau self bat anyway so people 😑


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