《Transmigration, the Tale of a Villianous Noble》Chapter 20.2 - Babe
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~ POV of King Eros Reinhart (Demon King of Kingdom of Reinhart) ~
King Eros Reinhart greets the court as per usual except to occasionally glare at his son, Xerxes. The little brat had the gale to yawn openly in court. A vein begins to pulse under his eye as his queen places a gentle arm on his wrist reminding him to not glare so darkly while at court.
King Eros Reinhart glare disappears to the obvious relief of his retainers and the rest of the court. With a polite face, King Eros Reinhart greets the envoys of the rest of the kingdoms and only occasional glances at his bored looking son.
King Eros Reinhart sigh in slight relief at seeing Belladonna Invidia approach Xerxes and try to engage him in conversation. Xerxes coldly ignores her and if he deems a response it is rather curt.
That lovely young maiden is engaged to his son. Not only is she from a good demon family, but she is a promising mage. She has beauty and brains and yet that idiot child of his is not interested in her! He prefers the favors of the loose woman of the court or visiting brothels with this friends.
King Eros Reinhart has the urge to beat his son like a rug for his rudeness. And yet Belladonna does not become angry as she patiently responds to no doubt callous words. The last straw is when that brat rudely pushes past her heading into the gardens.
King Eros Reinhart sees look of pain and embarrassment cross her face. With a wet sheen to her eyes, Belladonna excuses herself and rushes out of the hallway. This idiot, how can he treat his fiancé so callously! Not only that, but daring to humiliate her in public!
Before King Eros Reinhart can rush after the idiot and beat him to death, his wife firmly grabs onto his cloak. King Eros Reinhart grumpily straightens up and resumes greeting the guests as swiftly as possible.
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King Eros Reinhart chants what he will do once he finds that brat of his. He would beat him an inch to death. Nay, disinherit him! No even better sell him off!
King Eros Reinhart continues rant in his mind the tortures that he would inflict on that fool. Some of his thoughts must have shown as the ambassadors greeted King Eros Reinhart with a pale face and shaking hands.
King Eros Reinhart frowns, perhaps, he unintendedly let out some of his killing intent. No harm done as none of them are dead.
Eyes gleam in anticipation as King Eros Reinhart sees the last of the ambassadors approach him. To his delight the ambassador stammer out a greeting before literally fleeing from his presence. King Eros Reinhart delight must have shown because his wife with a bright smile proceed to step most painfully on his foot.
Before King Eros Reinhart could excuse himself from the court and his wife’s grasp, a name is announced, “Presenting her royal highness, Princess Lena of Alyssum.” At those words the entire court turns to face towards the far side of the court.
King Eros Reinhart had heard the rumors concerning the Scarlet Princess. A witch, a whore, and countless more. To be fair, King Eros Reinhart was curious to meet the woman behind the rumors. Just what kind of woman would spark so many rumors?
King Eros Reinhart and many others did not believe she was the author behind the defeat of the Kingdom of Cypress. But still King Eros Reinhart was rather curious to meet her.
The court and King Eros Reinhart watch with interest as a figure emerges between the open doors. Their breaths halt for a moment as a stunning woman with flowing red hair in a gleaming silver gown approaches them.
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King Eros Reinhart suddenly understood, why she was called the Scarlett Princess. A woman that is capable of making one sin most joyfully. Many of the men in court openly admire her figure as he did until his wife most firmly trampled his aching foot.
King Eros Reinhart stiffens in pain as he subtly edges away from his wife. With merry cheery, King Eros Reinhart returns his gaze to Princess Lena. Her aquamarine eyes surprise the most. Tis not the color that surprises him, but rather the firm resolve in that gaze. He had seen many gazes that belonged to powerful men and imposing women, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a clear, piercing gaze.
Princess Lena comes to an elegant halt as she gracefully curtsies and says, “Greeting your royal majesty, I greet you on behalf of the Kingdom of Alyssum. I hope that his majesty is well and pray that you continue your wise rule for a thousand years to come.”
King Eros Reinhart didn’t immediately respond as his eyes were glued to her neckline that plunged to reveal soft mounds. His senses most painfully return as his wife digs her nails into his arms reminding King Eros Reinhart of his status and wandering eyes.
King Eros Reinhart coughs as he extracts his arm out of his wife’s painful grasp. “Thank you, Princess Lena for thy lovely presence in joining us. Please rise and be welcome to the Kingdom of Reinhart,” King Eros Reinhart soberly said to the Scarlet Princess.
King Eros Reinhart smiles once more before fleeing from his wife’s presence that promised a reckoning. The last glimpse King Eros Reinhart has of the Scarlet Princess is being surrounded by the court’s young dandies. But he did not stop to watch lest his wife catch him.
King Eros Reinhart shudders as he purposely marches to find his idiot son. He most certainly was not venting nor worried that his son had inherited someone’s wandering eyes. He was merely disciplining that idiot son of his.
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