My Bad Princess's

Devil's Blood

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5 Years later

Clangs!

The girl brushed off the sword that was about to split her body in two and held her back until she struck and and then made her opponent raise her sword.

His little legs immediately retreated and then lowered their heads instantly then slashed at the clothes his opponent was wearing without touching his skin.

"You're getting better!"

The man seemed to smile while wiping his sweat flowing on his temples and neck even though the night air was cold.

He saw his clothes were torn due to the actions of his sister but he was not angry at all.

The girl just smiled, she didn't talk much and didn't bow her head like in her old life.

"Color do I have a great teacher?" his words were praising the brother.

The man's smile seemed to descend slightly upon hearing her, it is not he who does not like it only he knows that he is not a perfect swordsman because he has not reached the power of a master until now.

"Sister? You're thinking about the sword master again? You'll get it soon so don't die too soon" said Cyra, who knows what's in her brother's head and knows the future

Tarrant was silent for a moment, he sat on the ground and looked towards the brighter-looking star tonight.

"You're raising your dose of poison again? Actually, when did you change?" she asked who was looking at her sister.

Cyra just smiled, he started drinking the poison slowly to change his blood flow in order to grow the poisonous plant as well.

"And what are the artifacts from the demon race you used for? To grow plants again?" ask Tarrant who is full of questions because now his sister is completely different but still behaves like a plain girl if in front of others.

"St! If it's noisy brother fireflies won't come here." Cyra replied with a faint smile as she dropped her body onto the ground level that looked visibly full of traces of her sword practice.

"Don't use anything related to the extinct nation, you know it will only hurt you" said Tarrant.

"I've been sick more than you think, and anyway..."

"Humans are more terrible than demons, so that's okay..." he said softly while looking at the sky that looked beautiful but also so cruel because he only saw the destruction below him but remained silent.

"Five years ago when I left, what happened?" ask Tarrant who feels his sister is different when he returns after taking care of the plague.

Cyra's smile slowly descended and was replaced with a sharp-looking gaze and also feeling angry about something.

"Nothing" she replied that was always the same.

Tarrant no longer asked, but he chose to stay quiet for a moment and enjoy the quiet night.

"In the near future, your birthday, what do you want?" tanya who knows soon the sister will hold a debutante ceremony at the age of 17 years.

"Bring me the last demon's blood hidden under their castle" Cyra said with a faint smile.

He knew everything related to the extinct nation because in the life before him he saw Theodore who did it.

And this time he's the one who's gonna take it first.

"Sister?" call her lirih.

"I'm going to try to find her" said Tarrant, who thought he wanted to talk to her about the difficult birthday present.

"What if I destroy this empire? What do you think will happen to me?" her question was clear which of course her anger was not only on the crown prince but on everyone who also used to make her suffer.

"Don't talk recklessly, you can be arrested for plotting a rebellion" said Tarrant, who immediately resuscitated his younger brother.

"Even if I'm caught I won't be killed" Cyra said with a faint smile.

"But your friend can be arrested" said Tarrant, who mentioned his sister's friend Marques.

Cyra was silent for a moment, he did change his groove but the outline of the groove itself but some things did not change like the crown prince who was still obsessed with him even though he had acted to be obedient.

Or Edward who still likes him even though he has behaved cold.

He can't change those basic things at all.

"When do you think I'll survive?" ask Tarrant who changed the subject.

"He will die in one year, and I assure you his death is the execution of the emperor" said Cyra, who must have prepared the first revenge for his father.

No one knows if he poisoned his father's tea secretly because the poison he used came from his own blood.

And of course he has prepared a trial that will be opened later to reveal the acts of corruption and also the cunning of the father.

"Sister? I told you I'd make Duke Helemites, right?" speak with a meaningful smile.

Tarrant kept silent because he was a little confused by his sister who has now completely changed even to make him unable to know again.

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Two months later

Imperial palace, debutante party

The music is heard, the footsteps are combined on the dance floor provided and let the two dance perfectly.

The song had stopped, and before the second instrument came some guests and his other nobles had already entered the dance floor.

Because the first rule is to let someone organizer or high-ranking first dance and then other nobles.

Theodore looked towards the girl, he drew closer to the arch of her neck and began to whisper.

"Your scent changed, you slept with her too?" whispers in the girl's ears.

Cyra smiled as she held back the gurgling of her teeth as she heard the man whisper.

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty?" ask Cyra who seems to know nothing.

Both in his past and present life Edward never touched her until the ceremony of his maturity even though in his last life he was in a relationship and of course his touch was only limited to a kiss.

Unlike the exalted crown prince who touches minors and continues to do so until the ceremony of maturity.

"To my room at exactly twelve o'clock in the evening" said Theodore whispering and pulling the slender waist and breathing in his ears.

Cyra felt puffed out, but now was not the time he had to stab the man's heart with his sword.

"Yes" she answered briefly who knew what the man wanted.

Theodore smiled as he rubbed his slender back with a tight dress on the waist.

He let go of his embrace and left.

The man who had a soft and warm face came, he lowered his head and reached out his hand to ask for the dance of the two girls.

"Can I receive the honor for your second dance princess?" ask him politely.

Cyra smiled faintly, he grabbed her and in the musical accompaniment was her second dance at the start.

Occasionally his eyes glanced and stole a glance at the man who treated him gently but this time he still kept the boundaries of friendship so that the tragic love story will not be repeated.

...

The festive gleam of the party was finished, silence was coming and the wind was blowing slowly into the window with the thin cloth of the sunlight barrier.

The noble lady was back in her dress, while the man who was now wearing only comfortable clothes and no longer wearing a formal suit looked back to burn her cigars.

"I'll drive you home tomorrow, stay here" Theodore said, glancing at the girl.

"If I stay here with you, then my reputation will be damaged before marriage. I hope you understand." replied Cyra who was certainly reluctant to be in that room again.

I'll burn this palace down starting from your room.

Theodore did not say anything but he agreed and let his fiancee return.

"You will go home on an imperial horse-crete" he said, which of course this time could not be bargained.

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Meanwhile

The ruins of the palace that still stands but also leaves the damaged debris that looks to be explored.

The hard iron sword split the altar in the middle of the palace to search for blood from the demon heart it stored.

"Good?" the man murmured softly when he saw what he found was not the heart but beads that were bright red and very shiny.

He didn't know what it was but he kept it, "I'll use this as a decoration for his dagger later." murmured that might give a late gift to his sister.

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This is a description or depiction of the character yes, not the original person because it is difficult to find the visual kingdom

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Artist: Reolka

Cyra De Ecklart's

(Visual hair Equal Eyes silver there are some others without wearing jewelry so visual think so wkwk)

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Theodore Von Lavensberg

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Edward La Blaze's