Urana: And the Last Revenge

Episode 3

In the past, Anaru did not know the ins and outs of the author of his idol novel. Anaru just wants to spend some time reading novels, like her school days. So, day after day Anaru set aside money to buy a fiction book whose author he did not know too much.

The story of Urana is the first novel that he managed to buy in the pre-order period, with his own money, without having to borrow from friends. How happy Anaru got a beautiful package in front of the house, to scream "my package came!" hugging the box.

Anaru's happiness doesn't get there. A letter written in print: this novel will be his last new series. Even slowly, Anaru liked the figure of Raie in the novel.

Raie's.... If he remembers, because he is Anaru difficult to focus on living life. Waking up, gnawing at his stature. When bathing then breakfast itself, reflected Raie's sharp gaze even though limited to the words _sightful words. When work gets home safely, every cool remark Raie makes his brain crumpled. Even he was ready to sleep, his mind was reluctant to be separated from the character Raie.

Later, there is a day Anaru finds out about the community of Urana's storytellers. Instantly, Anaru's mood shattered once joined there. The latest work of idol writer Anaru is the most famous because of their personal opinion of Raie's character.

"I don't like Raie!"

"Hooh, too cruel!"

"Cowok b*ngsat like he's good in hell. Haha."

"Well, it's Raie's territory like hell. Bwaha!"

"Don't mind his head if he keeps on."

"The mood's too good, so it's good to be bullied." And this is a written greeting from Anaru who has been out since when to put on a sour face.

"What the hell is a child?"

"Urana mah the character is already good coy, like human nature."

"Eh, I don't think he's human."

"Haha, what demon is so easy to use?"

Anaru's face was getting redder, more and more wry. The fingers instantly moved as fast as lightning, replying one by one to people chat balloons. Saying that Raie is a mighty king, with an expression as cold as his words to everyone including his own father. Until Anaru hopes to meet a figure like Raie. It could be protective, even knocking out the enemy mentally.

"Fix, this is crazy."

"Gue I'm sorry I met a guy seanj*ng Raie."

"Would you like Raie? Can I order a box?"

"Oh, do more prayers, b*ngsat."

Thanks to their blasphemy, Anaru immediately slammed the phone. Sophisticated objects turned into dozens of fragments that make anyone feel sorry.

"Why the hell on the raie babang blasphemy?" He talked to himself, occasionally glancing at fiction books with covers of royal husband and wife. "He's that cool. He can do it to protect himself."

As a result of the incident, Anaru insisted on his crazy theory about Raie. The man behaved violently for a reason. Anaru just hasn't found the answer yet.

And why did he now have to deal with Raie who turned out to be merciful? Seeing her cold look in plain sight, Urana instead felt disgusted. What the fuck is that attitude?

"Mr Raie, don't you want to waste your precious time by standing there all the time?" However, in the end Urana still keep the image as a graceful crown princess.

Let alone according to Urana's words, just move not. Raie's gaze at him grew more piercing.

"Woman****** didn't know you could talk to me like that?"

Instantly Urana boughtak surprised if he did not remember what his body was like now. Urana can only moan lazily. Ah, how elegant it would be to imagine Urana behaving like that. Putting that aside, Urana had seen all the palace residents put on a face of ridicule. Huh, basic....

"Sit, Raie!" his word cast a threatening glance, inviting a slanted smile on Urana's red lips. "I'm sorry about my son, Miss Urana."

You have to whip in a guy b*ngsat until you can't move! The mind said so like a hot worm, but Urana still nodded faintly. "Seeing you are forcing Mr. Raie to sit down is not a big deal. You don't have to apologize."

For a moment, they were silent as one by one the waiter served decades-old wine into a small cup. All staring at each other that is hard to interpret. More precisely Urana and Raie began to fight face to face. Inner Urana raging. Why would the writer describe a character as bad as Raie? Hah, he regretted having liked Raie. Urana urana urinate immediately with the main course meal mode: a plate of beef cuttings.

At least Urana still feels safe because of the presence of the Count aka Raie's father. A moment to see the old man. He seemed to enjoy a dish from the Urana family that was better called a demon than a human.

One of the soldiers whispered to Raie. There was a surprised face there. However, the Count was back to acting as usual. Well, Urana's feeling bad. Is the Count going to rush off? He please, don't.

Once the Count cleared his throat, all became quiet and grimaced. No one eats or jokes.

"It's good to discuss the matter of Miss Urana and Raie," the Count said again cleared his throat, possibly relieving the itchiness in the throat. "Miss Urana, we are heartily saying that your marriage will take place in two days."

"Two ... days again?" urana asked with an unacceptable look. But the mother laughed.

"Your decision is very appropriate, Your Majesty. I'd be happy to hand Miss Urana over as soon as possible in front of you."

This is a really nice guy! Spontaneous Urana gave a sharp look at the mother.

"I'm sorry, Miss Urana." The count returned to voice. "I know it's too sudden. You have no preparation for your wedding. But for me, the decision is already unanimous."

"T-but---"

"We are with open arms accepting your arrival as the Shourette family."

Urana momentarily shut up. Marveled. Touched. More smiles and arms Count. Heart warms. For the first time after a long life of wandering, Urana felt this way.

The sweet smile on Urana's lips was only a moment, realizing that she was in the middle of a royal meeting. "Why is our marriage so fast?"

"Ah, you...." There's a vibration in the Count's tone. "You're pregnant with my granddaughter out of wedlock."

Right too. Urana just remembered. In the novel as well. After that, page after page was a nightmare that brought the desire to burn the book, even though it was the work of the idol author. A sharp glare at the surroundings was the answer to the formulation of the problem in his brain.

I don't want to marry her, Mother!

"Mr Raie." This gentle caress he delivered to the cold man beside the Count. A sweet smile on her red lips. "Are you willing to marry me romantically? There are parties, eating events, until the session to say the sacred promise in the pelaminan?"

He still didn't answer. Raie just rose to stare in disdain at Urana, then left alone. Inwardly, Urana thaws. N*jis saw his reaction. In fact, Urana wants to vomit right now. Seriously, Urana wasn't lying. There is an unpleasant churn in his stomach, but not the contents of food that is in the process of being digested. Laughter of the palace residents was no use to entertain Urana. The Count had also been following his son.

"Pardon me." Hurriedly he got up from the chair while twisting his slender stomach and shut up, intending to go to the toilet. But fateful. Just arriving at the end of the door leading to the luxurious hallway leading to the bathroom, suddenly her hair was pulled. Urana lost her balance. His grip is very strong. Urana is overwhelmed by her attacks.

"L-let go...." Urana was only able to moan and resist nausea, while her hands were against the grasp of someone in her hair. Instead of being released, his grip grew stronger. In one fell swoop, this blond woman almost fell down.

In a slightly staggering state, Urana rubbed the source of the headache. He was afraid that some hair would bleed thanks to the inhumane crave. As if he had no right to breathe, he clasped Urana's face.

It turned out that Raie was with a threatening look. The way gripped around the jaw of Urana like wanting to destroy something until it was crushed. Even Urana's feet had not stepped on the ground so strong he.

"You have to come with me, whatever the conditions," he said with emphasis. It hurt like Urana felt on her cheek.

"I. Want. To the bathroom. Mister." Urana spoke no less. He can't be weak in front of Raie. He must escape before the problem gets bigger and bring death through Raie.

Skinny hand Urana tries to release Raie's grip with the rest of the power he has. But, again Raie for Urana fell down. The sensation of nausea in the stomach and chest is getting stronger. In fact, one kick landed on Urana's chest. Reflexes he curled up, hoping the pain was gone. Men do hurt a lot more, he thought.

"Still fighting back?" Raie's heavy voice was like an invisible attack: it was getting more painful at the source of the pain. But, Urana limped trying to stand up.

He wants to conquer a br*hgsek like Raie! Conquered it! Urana is out of energy. Although Raie is still rude in taking him to Raie's territory. He returns the hairpins of Urana, but this time Raie does it to drag his own future wife. Urana admitted, Raie's strength this time is getting stronger. His slender legs could not take the opportunity to brake or rise again. And his hand couldn't let go of Raie's.

Raie's reckless actions are witnessed firsthand by the Urana family. Instead of helping, they giggled loudly. Laughter style with closed mouth using hands is no use to look elegant. That's. Faraway. From from. Word. ELEGANTLY!

Although Urana's mouth sizzled in pain, but her breath described the fiery rage behind her purple iris. Suaru later, Urana who will conquer them, her own family. In fact he wouldn't mind killing b*fuckers like he saw. Yeah, he doesn't mind at all.

****

Urana squeezed the ends of the slightly torn dress. Even he was bored not a bitch here. No conversation. No one spoke that Urana could hear. Not because of fear or pain, but the anger in the heart is still turbulent. The determination to conquer the man sebr*ngsek Raie is very strong, then secretly Urana noticed the figure in front of him.

Cih, look at her-turned to a window that was in fact covered in translucent curtains. What could he see other than insects or dust floating in the air? In fact, the uniform is still good, as if the action on him was only limited to removing the cat with one throw. Even Raie's expression looked ordinary. He thinks his actions are innocent?

Putting that aside, Urana investigated the body of the man who would become husband and demon in his life. How do you defeat him? Raie is like there is no gap to defeat. From the way Raie was observing around at the meeting earlier, it seems that he-----

Buk up!

Suddenly Urana's stomach felt shaking and pushed to hit the back of the chair, then glanced at the source. Either since when Raie's foot clad in pantofel shoes landed on the stomach-which could be a prospective baby-Urana, but does it still have time to react in pain?

Hopefully.

"Akh!" Urana added hiss and stirred repeatedly in a faint tone. His eyes stared at the bitch. "What are you parading----"

Unfinished Urana spoke, one slap landed on the right cheek. His kick went deeper. Blood was indeed pouring from the corner of her lips, her chest was indeed tight, but once again: Urana did not feel any pain. He thought, is this because the task is only a demonstration of the figure of Urana aka a character in someone's novel?

"Once again you fight, I'll kill you," said Raie, quickly strangling Urana's neck. "understand?"

Oh wow!

"Guests...."

Not long after, the train they were riding stopped. One of the soldiers called for the arrival of Raie and Urana to the Count, so he heard.

when the door was opened, Uranaberniiat descended first. However, Raie's giggles ended up throwing Urana half lying down. He was only able to look at Raie's back that was getting away, walking among the troops lined up neatly grasping weapons.

You arrogant man! Urana thaws without a sound before exiting the carriage.

"Welcome, Miss Urana!"

To his surprise, he was able to get such a welcome, just when his shoes had stepped on the marble floor. Urana sculpted, the tighter the squeeze on her dress that did not expand at all like the crown princess he often saw in the movies. A wide line of smiles rose on her tiny lips.

"Thank you for---"

"Why do you welcome him?" Raie's shout boomed even outside the palace. The spacious magnificent building was not terrible that Urana thought when reading the novel. For some reason, this time Raie's violent aura made the soldiers tremble until it rubbed on him.

"Dissolve!"

"Stay still in place!"

Now, the trembling sensation from the ranks of the soldiers grew stronger. The feathers of the Urana bristled because of them. The Count was beside Raie, giving a terrible look to the child. If Urana saw, they were both equally dashing. Two men with a difference in age were seen arguing, before Raie finally lay eyes full of threats and then passed.

"Look!" The count shouted out loud. "As long as I'm here and still alive, all orders from me are absolute!"

"Okay, Your Majesty!" They simultaneously retaliated while moving the right foot.

"Ah, welcome to your present kingdom." In an instant, the Count's cold serious face swapped with a single nose, taking wide steps towards the position Urana was standing on. Even his white mustache became as wide as a smile. "Home alone, Miss Urana Shourette."

"A-ah, yes." Urana immediately bowed respectfully, trying to look as polite as possible. "Thank you for the welcome, Your Majesty."

"You are forbidden to call me that."

Urana immediately stood up gracefully after looking up curiously. "Then, what do you want me to call you?"

"Dad," replied the Count clasping Urana's hand and cupping her gently. "Because soon, you'll be part of our family, Urana Shourette."

Urana was stunned for quite a while, frankly. The warmth from the Count's treatment spreads to the liver, spreading throughout the body, producing many hormones that make Urana feel happy.

Urana Shourette's. Soon, his name will be.

****

"Miss Urana." One of the servants knocked on the door. Very slowly. Yes, very Urana heard it. Soon he opened and found a female figure in the clothes of the servant looking down. "M-the dinner's ready."

However, actually the cells in the brain of Urana are arguing. The topic was "Is this waitress in front of Urana a girl or a woman?" Many argue that this small maid is still a young girl. Maybe Raie wants to recruit someone like him.

"Miss Urana?"

Urana gasped, returning to her consciousness. The dwarf figure in front of him was getting deeper, even squeezing the maid dress that he sometimes wanted to wear - if it still existed in his home world.

"Ah, yes." The blonde woman tried to be friendly. "Can you show me the way?"

"Surely," she replied more like a mouse squeak. "You've been waited upon by Sir Faer."

Urana just kept quiet and followed the waiter away. Look at her. The waiter can walk as gracefully as the princess. While the soul in the body of Urana? All he knew was to walk like a soldier. Now even so--to-take wide strides despite wearing a pajama dress with a skirt touching the calves.

Wait, Urana saw a black line around the servant's neck. Shit, this is a bad sign. Doesn't Raie like to torture women like he's been through? Urana's hands immediately clenched tightly.

"What's your name?"

The tiny maid's steps slowed down.

"S-me, Miss?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"S-I'm Eve."

Eve.... He will remember that name. "What a great name."

With a pause between them, the two women from different castes were greeted by Count Faer's friendly smile. Surprisingly, Urana had a hard time mentioning his name.

"Ah, Miss Urana," he laughed crisply, swinging his hand, "Come here. Enjoy our dinner."

Unfortunately, the smile and nod that Urana gave did not match her heart. There is raie there, eating the main dish in the form of roasted beef with medium maturity. Ah, I don't know. Urana does not really understand the level of maturity of beef.

If in the novel Urana always sat beside Raie, then this time he would sit opposite Raie, of course ordered Eve to move the plate part.

"Eat a lot, Miss," said the Count busy cutting the roast. "Add as you please. I want my future grandchildren to be born and grow up healthy."

"Thank you for your concern, sir." So Urana ate the main dish with a glass of milk. That's a direct request from the Count Eve said.

"Miss Urana." The summoned turned his head with the fork still wedged in his mouth. "So you said you wanted to have a romantic wedding?"

Golden opportunity!

"yes, Your Majesty," answered Urana still behaving elegantly, even though in her heart she wanted to goreog. "Can?"

"If that's your will, I'll do it." One more mouthful of meat went into the Count's mouth. "After all, this is purely our fault."

"It's your fault, flirtatious lady!" The table break just caught the attention of Urana and the Count. It looks like Raie is looking at him with a vengeance. "Who told you to be captivated by me? Whoever makes trouble for me, in a few days I'll kill indiscriminately."

However, the one he threatened was actually calmly devouring daing until the toilet. He put the cutlery down as soon as Raie left. The count had gone first, wanting to relax on the balcony of the room he said. Therefore, a sharp gaze increasingly reinforced the look of his face that rumbled with anger.

"You just woke up the phoenix, Mr. Raie." []