So my Queen

Chap 40 - Where did the wound come from?

The next day, the Magna prince chose to spend his time at the sword training ground. He chose to practice rather than having to follow the activities carried out with others. He who was not very fond of the crowd just looked at her from behind the window. Look at the banquet that his father made for his guests.

He did not train hard, just busy swinging the wooden sword he was holding. Grip it firmly and then swing it from right to left, from top to bottom and much more.

A sense of desolation felt dominating the training room, even with silence he could feel the sound of his hunting breath, as well as an increased heartbeat.

"Sister!!"

And at once the screams of a young child stirred up the silence and ruined its concentration. Magna sighed, then looked at someone who had come. "George? Don't you have to knock on the door before you get in?"

The figure of the little prince who walked quickly towards him. She smiled sweetly. The cute prince looked at her happily. "Sister come play with me."

Hearing that Magna put her wooden sword. Because he could at least refuse his sister's request. He nodded, then grabbed his sister's hand. Adjoin.

"Yeah! Brother let's play behind the palace. That's fun." Geoege said funny. He now mentions what games can be played. Like sand castles, swords, running and riding horses.

Silence a smile was present on Magna's face.he warmed up to feel the small figure who was always with her. He did not see her who was quiet, or cold. The boy was too innocent and innocent. To not realize how unpleasant this Magna is.

Is that just Magna's feeling?

'I am boring anyway.' His chuckle in heart.

They arrived at the back garden. The Prince of Magna looked at George in confusion. He saw many other children who were as good as George playing there. Magna looked at her sister. "Where are so many people playing George, why are you calling me?"

The question made George sad. He nodded with a feeling of guilt. "sorry. I just want to play with my sister now."

"Let's play! Sand castle two people out!" Said one of them, excitedly he pointed to the place of the sand castle that is usually only played with George and Magna.

George smiled. "Yes. You can, Brother come." Tramp

Unfortunately, seeing the crowd, Magna refused, "sorry George, I can't play now." Her speech. He actually could not resist. It's just that a lot of other kids can play with him here. So he chose not to play.

When it was silent there, some children looked at the magna with admiration and then came closer by listening. One of them pointed at the prince. Plainly he asked. "Prince. Where's that scar?"

Magna was surprised, she retreated and looked at the child with a flat face. He clenched his hands. But he couldn't speak a single word. He sighed. "sorry. I don't know."

The facts. In fact, Magna did not know the origin of this wound. The wound on his face that was clearly visible, imprinted like an important memory. Magna didn't like it, only she asked Tanya. What does this wound mean?

He turned around quickly. Leaving them, George looked at his back away. He nodded in understanding, then looked at his friend. "Let's all play."

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tbc.