"Your Majesty the emperor.

The princess is very beautiful, especially the color of the mana rose is very dark and deep!!!"

"I know, right?! it's really unbelievable!"

"And her aura is really amazing!!! although she still hasn't woken up from the eternal death stage, but when I saw her lying in that glass coffin, it was hard to breathe!!"

The volume and use of what could be said to be unethical, sounded from the largest assembly hall in the imperial palace.

Mort hall.

A meeting hall that will only be held to discuss state affairs.

The Emperor, her ministers, and the nobles who were the leaders of the factions were allowed to enter.

But on this day, the Consorts and concubines of the emperor were present there.

They all look very handsome, with uniqueness and beauty that is different from one another

And the things that requires their involvement is

The eight men who gave outrageous praises about the princess earlier were those who were unable to give daughters as successors, or descendants during the nearly 15-22 years of their respective married lives with the emperor.

1. the selection of kosei

Only one of them watched in silence while eating the pastry the ladybutler had prepared, with his right hand.

He is the biological father of the princess, who is also the sole successor to the throne at this time.

Unlike the other men in the emperor's harem who had long hair, he had short orange-red hair that faded to gray at the ends, with a pair of beautiful gray-green eyes.

The hanfu he wore was the same color as his hair, and had a phoenix pattern engraved on it.

After once again swallowing one of the pastries, indifferent to the glares of his wife's other husbands.

his green-gray eyes met, pale lilac tones of amethyst.

The man with the ageless face who is actually 49 years old deliberately licks one of his fingers previously used to take the pastry, while winking one eye at his wife.

And the emperor pretended not to see the obvious action with an expressionless face.

The emperor opened her mouth to speak

"The Eternal Death Stage would end in a few days."

It had been almost Five Years since the Princess's placement into the glass coffin.

Which meant the Eternal Death Stage would end, and would be the there would be a pulse in her veins since 5 years from the moment of her birth.

When the princess have completed the eternal death stage, she will have abilities in: speech, thinking, physical strength and other general things with developments that are 25 times faster than boys at her age.

(this is also one of the reasons why in this world men lag far behind women.)

2. The Coronation.

"There will also be a coronation day for the princess, as the succ-

There is a very small whisper outside the hall

But the emperor's keen hearing made her, shut her own mouth.

Why?

Well, the whisper outside the hall door was a familiar voice.

the emperor glanced to her right, the adjutant.

The orders from the emperor floated from her amethyst like eyes, and the bow she received signaled acceptance of the orders.

But...

How important was this person, to be able to make the emperor ask her own aide?

The adjutant who returned after receiving the silent order earlier, immediately went to her master and whispered something.

Lift.

It was the emperor who raised her right hand, making everyone in the hall tense at that.

And the knight guarding the hall gate who understood its meaning stood at attention, and shouted once again today.

"Vice captain of the second knight imperial brigade, Alys Odette enters the hall!"

Second knight imperial brigade.

As the name suggests the second strongest brigade in the entire empire assigned to the princess's palace to ensure her safety from any possible danger.

But the vice-captain of the brigade was here, looking hastily.

"Greetings Your Majesty the emperor, I ask for your understanding of my impoliteness."

Salute Alys to her Liege.

"What news have you brought me?"

The emperor replied in a cold tone while narrowing her gaze.

"It's about the princess, your majesty"

Alys answered quickly.

A sound like glass falling, and breaking rang out in the tense hall.

All attention was turned to where the voice came from, broken teacups scattered around the table legs.

The voice of the red-orange haired man who was using the table, was heard.

"My daughter?....."

His cracking voice rang out clearly in the hall that had been silent for a long time.

🦋🥀🥀🦋

This palace which was the residence of the princess when she had not yet awakened, was used to having a quiet atmosphere with a few fond voices from the maids here and there.

But not today, because it could be seen that the maids were running from here and there.

"Gosh!!! are you sure?!?"

"Absolutely unbelievable!!!"

"What do you say she is doing now?!"

"Wait, you said that cursed being is now with her highness ?......"

The atmosphere of the Palace for today, a little more lively than usual.

But the commotion was very different from the atmosphere in a room.

Light meals with beautiful shapes, and tea as a complement are neatly arranged on a beautifully carved table.

There were only two chairs, and both were being occupied.

Dim pinkish-orange hair with a tuft of pearly silver-white hair on the left side of the front, reddish-mauve as Siberian stone for her pair of eyes protected by thick eyelashes.

Cherry red as the color of her lips, A straight-edged nose, and porcelain skin tone.

The princess of the empire.

(I mean it's for child)

She who was dressed in formal attire wich she already wore since still in coffin now looked like a painting as she brought the teacup to her lips, moreover she had an expression of calm and collected manner.

Of course it's only visible from her face, because the contents of her head is a mess right now.

'What is this?! Isn't this my second life? why do I look like a child like this?!'

It was a question that screamed in her mind as she gently placed the cup on the table.

'And why did I wake up in the earlier?! did that goddamn god of death lie and make me enter the body of this dead child?!'

"Umm, excuse me..."

The voice that was carefully emitted, drew Camilia's attention from her thoughts that not good for child mental health to the small child sitting in front of her.

His short hair is whitish-silver with a hint of gray, his left eye is blindfolded and his visible eye is green-grey.

He wore a white hanfu that faded to pale green mixed with dark aquamarine, and had a chrysanthemum pattern engraved on it.

Camilla recalled the words of the boy in front of her when he saw her come out of the coffin earlier.

-

"Sis-Sister?!.....you- you awake...?"

The boy's voice cracked, and the corners of his visible eye were watered.

-

After that brief flashback Camilia closed her eyes, then opened her mouth to answer the restless boy in front of her.

"Speak freely, little brother"

Camilia's answer made the boy's body flinch.

At first he wanted to apologize for accidentally calling her, Sister,

Which should be your highness.

But what his sister said to him made his mouth dry.

In this world even if you are related by blood to a woman, men are not allowed to call them mother,wife or sister unless given permission.

And not many give permission, so men have to address them with Madam, lady, matriarch, even majesty and highness to the emperor and princess.

"Little brother, do you mind if I ask you my question first?"

He who heard his Sister's question, nodded his head quickly.

"For the first. what's your name? because I'm sure we didn't introduce ourselves to each other before."

And his green-grey eye shone with excitement, and enthusiasm because his sister's first question was about him, but there was a hint of something else in his eye.

Camilia who wanted to get information about herself and her current place through his answer, felt familiarity from the light in the boy's eye.

But this familiarity she felt reminded her of her former fans who were already at the stage of being too obsessed with her, which could be seen from their gazes that Camilia clearly saw as they infiltrated her room.

But seeing the gaze given by a child who looks smaller than her, made her a little.......annoyed.

"My name is Armaros Ra Vendetta, Sister"

replied the boy.

"How old are you, and how much is the age difference between you and me?"

Camilia asked again.

"I'm 4 years old and you, Sister, next week will be 5 years old. ah! and we are both biological!"

he answered again with more enthusiasm than before.

but the answer of this little boy named Armaros made Camilia raise her eyebrows, but quickly lower them back down.

'The maid who almost hit him. when she saw me woke up, she shouted your highness, didn't she?'

Her head quickly processed the information.

'Your highness, means belonging to a royal family.'

Then the little girl formed a small frown on her face, but quickly wiped it away and closed her eyes.

A question popped up in her head.

'Doesn't that mean this boy, my little brother here is a prince? how does a maid have the audacity to raise a hand on him?!'

The manners to work somewhere were the main thing, and no matter how guilty this boy was, the maid had no justification whatsoever for punishing him, who was her master's family.

'Something isn't right here, I need more information'

that was the thought in her head, while nodding.

"in that case, Wou-

her sentence was cut short because the door was slammed open, a group of men in colorful hanfu could be seen clearly with the door open.

A red-orange haired man at the front of the group scanned the room with his eyes, and his gaze stopped at a little girl who was looking at him with an expressionless face.

'has he gone mad?..'

was what Camilia thought when she saw the man with short hair running towards her with red eyes that looked like they had been crying.

"My daughter!! You're finally awake!!"

Shouted Ezekiel after hugging Camilia tightly, as if he didn't know if this was a dream or reality.

It was a touching father and daughter reunion if we ignored the swear words in Camilia's head, who from the outside only looked shocked.

"Are you done? We also want to hug our daughter..."

a cold voice came from someone in the group.

Ezekiel who recognized whose voice it was released his embrace on Camilia, and looked at the group.

his handsome face hardened with anger, and turned sharp.

"Since when did my daughter become your daughter too, huh?"

His cold voice made several people in the group, along with armaros, flinch.

"Of course. All of us here are married to the mother of the princess, Her Majesty the Emperor.

these eight of us are also fathers to the princess."

but that voice answered confidently as if unaffected by Ezekiel's cold tone.

And Camilia who got this information bomb subconsciously muttered under her breath, her face now look like a boken clock.

"Fathers...?"

'what the fucking hell?!'

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