"Oh right, Sasha ..."

"... Yes, young master? Is there something you want?" Being suddenly called, Sasha's body couldn't help but jerked slightly.

“In these few days, the Headmaster will stay at our place.” His voice is neither soft nor loud. But it caused Moori‘s little heart to tremble, even Princess Feme and Sasha couldn't help but felt dumbfounded.

"Eh ...?"

"That's why treat her nicely okay ..."

Sasha is stupefied, she could only nod obediently.

Quite a while later, Moori who finally managed to regain her senses, faltering asks: “Lyle, living at your ... your place, what does that mean?”

Lyle does not feel like answering her but she was his dearest darling so he faced her with a dazzling smile. "I can't leave you here alone. Our home would be the most safest place for you right now. Although I might not be there sometimes, but Sasha and especially Sheila is there. They will surely protect you without a doubt."

Moori looked at him stupefied.

"So that's that Sasha. I will be leaving her to you~"

Suddenly, Moori jerked back to reality, “Wait, wait, wait, hold on, I have not said yes !”

Lyle is unmoved and says: “I'm a man and what I say is final~”

Moori kept bringing her drinking cup up to allow the fragrant tea to touch her face.

Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, crazy, going crazy, seriously going crazy … ~> o

They're still not married yet but she had already become an obedient wife ...!

She can't even refused or object her husband's decision ~ t-t

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Dragonfang Kingdom

*knock! Knock!

Ileana heard a knock on her door and quickly turned around, "Hmm? Ah, who is it? The door is not locked..."

"Good morning, your royal majesty."

A woman with golden hair enters. Her skin is brown as if it was tanned and her eyes are golden colored. She is wearing black maid attire and was around thirty to thirty-five years of age.

She bows politely and enters the room.

"What is it ? Is there something you need, Abiona ?" A graceful, sweet-sounding voice yet was carrying a tinge of coldness resounded from within.

"Yes, his royal majesty wanted me to inform her majesty that the conference with the other kingdoms was approved and unanimously agreed that the Academy City will be the meeting place."

Abiona is a maid working in the Dragonfang Palace and was serving as the personal servant and confidante of the infamous dragon queen; Ileana.

Thus, she was used to her queen's cold, thousand-miles-distant and indifferent tone.

"Academy City ?" Hearing the familiar place, Ileana's brows twitched in displeasure. " Just what are those old geezers planning to do ?"

One thought crossed her mind. And that is ... ... the reason for this place to be choosen might be because of a certain someone was there.

Thinking like this, Ileana couldn't help but curse the scheming geezers inwardly and a scowl immediately formed on her beautiful unaged face.

"... what did my husband said ?"

Abiona naturally understand what was playing inside Ileana's mind and the worries she was creating herself due to her overprotective nature when it comes to her beloved son.

Thinking about the mishievous prince who was creating trouble here and there a few years ago but still hard to get mad at, the corner of Abiona's lips curled upwards, forming a beautiful smile.

Seeing Abiona's smile, Ileana began wondering if her idotic yet adorable husband said something unreasonable again ...

"Abiona ... what did he say ?"

"Ah right ... " Abiona regained her senses upon hearing Ileana's question. touching her right cheek with her hand, her eyes soften even more. " His majesty wanted to ask for your advice~"

"Advice ? For what?"

"Whether the 'Alliance of the Kings Conference' ... " Leaking an amused smile, Abiona continued. "... or the 'The great Conference of the Great Kings' would be more suited as the name of the meeting ... "

Ileana's face suddenly become stagnant. Her beautiful rosy cheeks twitched a couple of times before saying " ... is he an idiot ?"

Ileana's reaction great amused Abiona so she continued her report. "... Ah, the Malican and the Beast King also pitch in their suggestions. The Malican King suggest that the name should be 'The conference of the handsome men' while the Beast king said that it's better to make it simple so he suggests the name 'The Breathtaking Beer Party'"

Ileana was blown away~

The infamous dragon queen's brows twitched violently. Her rosy cheeks began to be dyed in crimson red as she slammed her palm onto the table in anger. "Just what are those people thinking!?! Is this a game ?! Did they think this is a game ?"

Looking at the furious dragon queen, Abiona could only smile wryly while brushing her hand on her golden hair.

However, the next words that came out from the infamous dragon queen almost caused her to plant her head on the ground.

"What are they thinking ?! I'm also coming there! What kind of names are those supposed to be ? And even the beast king doesn't make any sense! He just want to drink and party isn't he?!!" Unaware of Abiona's reaction, Ileana continued her furious cursing. "... Tell my idiot husband that the name should be 'The glamorous Tea Party' ah no, it should be 'The demonic beasts Horde Busters' ... hmm ? What happened to you all of a sudden Abiona?"

In all fours, Abiona was panting like a dog in the ground.

…So- Somehow, the point she got angry about was slightly off?

--- Is what she was thinking but she didn't dare say it out.

She adjusted her breathing and stood up casually while fixing her maid uniform. Looking at the Dragon Queen who was looking at her with a perplexed expression, she decided to not say anything nor retort.

She feels like she was losing if she somehow do it and maybe if the the infamous Dragon Queen once again act like this ... ... many people's image of her will certainly be destroyed in an instant! And she thought that it was her duty and responsibility to prevent that from happening!

... Though she didn't know who that people was ... after all, they were alone here inside the room~

Abiona immediately change the topic and took advantage of the atmosphere inside the room to ask her own questions. "Your royal majesty ... actually, I'm wondering about this for a long time now and I think that His royal Majesty, the king has his point."

"About the name ?"

"No!" Abiona somewhat agitated accidentally raised her voice. Realizing her rudeness, she immediately cough and toned down her voice. "Enough about the name ... what I'm referring to was about His Highness. Although I can somewhat understand your royal majesty's worries about him, but from what I believe His Highness isn't an ordinary boy. His age aside, his power and demeanor is something out of the ordinary ... he will surely be alright joning the battle."

Ileana's face regained her seriousness. Her expression turned solemn but she didn't get agitated about it just like with her husband and the others because she treated Abiona differently.

For her, Abiona was like a sister, a very close friend and someone she could discussed anything that she can't even tell to her husband.

She stood up and turned her back on her. Her gaze passed through the window and fell on the bluish white sky.

"No, I can't ... " Ileana softly said. "I know where you're coming from and I also believe that he can easily passed through every fights he had ... he's strong, I know that better than anyone ... "

"Then ... "

"However, war is different ... " Ileana's voice suddenly turned grave. "Lyle had gone through several fights already and his strength seemed unfathomable ... even for me. I believe that he is different from us the dragon clan ... It was as if he was a true dragon, unlike us which seemed fake ... "

Ileana's words came unexpected to Abiona, causing her to struck still and fell in daze. After a while, she somehow regained her senses and wearily asked, "W-What do you mean you majesty ? Fake ? How can you say we are fake ?"

"Although we are said to be descendants of the dragons but ... " Ileana turned around and faced her. Her eyes soften as if she was looking at her cute, innocent little sister. "... Just by having the blood of the dragons flowing on our veins doesn't mean that we are real dragons ... Look at our forms, why do we originally have human-like forms ? And besides our powers ... our strength, why are we only slightly stronger than the existing dragons on this era ? You should know that the real and true dragons have almost gone extinct; never seen again on this continent with only slightly inferior dragon races were left such as; Wyverns, Wyrms and the likes ... this creatures didn't even possess half the might of the true dragons written in our history."

Abiona could only remain silent. She could not say aything nor rebuked her words.