The Villain’s Little Cutie

"You don't need to go."

Cyril glanced at Knu and watched the little boy crying with red eyes.

Knu looked up blankly and fell into the light gray eyes of the young man. Those eyes were very similar to those of a king, but unlike the majesty of His Majesty, Cyril's eyes looked a little cold.

It was like a cold moon in the dark night, with a slight coolness.

When he blinked, the brilliance in his eyes overflowed instantly, full of surprise.

Knu saw his mouth widened, but he didn't know what to say.

"……What's the meaning?"

"It means," Cyril took Assi's hand and looked at Mrs. Elina, who was also puzzled. "I want to take Assi with him."

After a brief silence, Mrs. Elina cried softly, suppressed.

"Well, well, of course take it away. If there is anything else we want to take, let's take it all."

Mrs. Elina was very happy. Her child didn't follow her because of this. Although he was still very alienated from him, she was very happy to follow her home to Mrs. Elina.

In fact, there is no need to prove whether he is his own child or not, just look at the face that resembles the king.

Mrs. Elina whispered tentatively: "West, Cyril?"

The woman's expression was extremely tense, as if he could respond with great happiness.

Cyril looked down and looked at Mrs. Elina's tight hands.

Gently hmmed.

The carriage quickly drove away from the fairy tale town.

As soon as the carriage left, Cyril's identity as a prince spread throughout the fairy tale town.

Those who lived nearby wanted to ask Betty what was going on. As soon as they entered the house, they saw the woman just getting up from the ground.

Seeing the red marks on your wrists, you can tell that it was tied up. Now everyone understands a little bit.

Cyril is a prince. She has bullied the prince in that way, so naturally she won't have any good ends.

"What do you look at! Walk away for me. This is my house, don't you guys come in without knocking at the door?"

Betty yelled and drove out the people who came in.

"Betty, you scolded us but nothing happened at all. It's just that you offended the prince a few years ago. I seem to remember that one winter you directly let people roll off the carriage. I heard that I went home and my hands were cold. It's purple, tut tut."

The blood on Betty's face dissipated in an instant, leaving nothing but pale.

She seemed...really bad for Cyril.

Because the king wanted to stay in the palace, he did not follow the queen to greet Cyril, who might be his son, but he couldn't sit still in the palace. When he thought of the nobleman in the cell, he felt angry. After knowing that his son might be Cyril, he sent someone to investigate.

As a result, the life of that child was simply terrible.

In fact, seeing this kind of thing is believing, and they don't want their children to be so miserable.

But I understand in my heart, that may be the truth.

I thought about it indiscriminately, and saw a carriage approaching in the distance.

The king's eyes widened immediately.

The carriage listened to him, the queen came first, then Knu, and finally...

The king could hardly contain the throbbing in his heart, he just stared at himself, who seemed to be several years younger, in a daze.

Until the boy's gaze swept over, like an ice peak.

The king sneezed abruptly.