My beloved, the Princess

Ep. 13

Nadia returned from her afternoon lessons with gontai. School exams are close. He must prepare himself to defend his values. No matter not getting a perfect score at least he can occupy the superior class seat that is enough.

Nadia lays her tired body with her legs hanging. He closed his eyes for a moment to reduce his mental and mental burden. It was his role to be evil. It certainly drains a lot of energy.

"Miss, Young Master Madana is looking for you."

Nadia opened her eyes again. Strange, why would his cousin come to him in the middle of the night. Ignoring the questions, he rushes down and meets Arlen.

"What's wrong?" Keto. Yeah, it's just in front of Arlen that he doesn't wear the mask.

"You want to go for a walk?" Arlen Tawar. Nadia is silent. No problem, at least he did not feel saturated continue to be in this golden cage.

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"Is there anything you want to say?" Nadia asked unwillingly.

Arlen. "Miss Nadia can you persuade your father to"

"- I can't!" Cut Nadia fast. His steps stopped, his face showing dislike for the topic that Arlen spoke of.

Arlen stopped his steps and turned to look at Nadia who was left behind.

"Is this because of Ayodhya?!" Guess it. Arlen was silent and did not answer.

"So right, huh!" Nadia said in no way.

"What exactly is interesting about that spoiled and arrogant girl!" Her words stirred. Seemed to be very unhappy with anything that had anything to do with Ayodhya.

"Remember this Arlen! You come from a lowly family! Thank you to me, because if you marry me then your status will be on par with ours! What would you do if you married Ayodhya? You want to be a servant forever?! If you dare, try it!" Threatened Nadia full of wrath. He left Arlen just like that.

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The school exam went well, but for the first time the name Nadia Madana was included in the remidial list. He experienced a decline in some of the subjects' grades. And it happened thanks to his problem with Arlen when.

Remidial day is over. Nadia looked at her temporary scoreboard. Not so bad, with his grades that he can again sit in the chair of the superior class.

The girl then walked down the hall and passed a special room that was somehow used for what. The initial intention just wanted to pass he paled when his eyes were quite observant to see an answer sheet.

Looking here and there Nadia ended up entering the room. As expected it was a secret room where all student grades were collected and would be included in the annual report.

"Madana?" Call a voice.

Nadia turned around quickly, "Teacher." The reply.

"What are you doing? You don't see any warning other than the supervisor being barred from entering?" The teacher asked a little suspiciously.

"I'm sorry, Master. Some of my remidial papers flew in this direction so I took them." Katah Nadia is pretty shrewd.

The teacher believed it just as well. "Go!"

Nadia obediently obeyed. He then returned to his class with something behind his uniform.

Seriate...