Chapter 721 : The Princess's Stroke of Genius

Lecia was stunned for a moment when she saw how quickly her little sister Dorothy's face changed.

Playing the good girl in front of Felyn? As a princess of a country, you should at least have some backbone!

Tie Felyn up, lock him in a small dark room, first do this... then this... and finally this!

Only by doing this can you be considered a princess! Don't bring shame to our royal family, you idiot!

Felyn saw the same expression on Lecia's face as Dorothy's and felt a little worried. "Your Highness Lecia, your expression is very strange."

As expected of sisters, why can they both make such terrifying expressions?

"My sister is probably figuring out how to kidnap you," Dorothy said, pursing her lips and smiling at Felyn. "Don't be fooled by my sister's beauty. Her mind isn't very healthy."

Felyn scratched his face, looked at the expressions of the other two, and confirmed that everyone was thinking the same thing.

Dorothy, you don't seem to have the right to talk about others, do you?

"L-let's not talk about this." Lecia patted her skirt and stood up. If she stayed any longer, she felt she would be corrupted by Dorothy. "Mr. Felyn, you've just returned to the royal capital district and need to rest. I won't disturb you."

Sylvaine spoke up to keep her. "Sister, won't you stay for dinner?"

"No, you guys go ahead. I have a banquet to attend tonight." Lecia walked to the door, turned back to look at Felyn who had stood up to see her off. "By the way, Mr. Felyn, please take good care of me during the Hero's Festival."

"Eh? I haven't reached the level where I can help Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will be merciful then."

Lecia leaned close to Felyn's ear, a faint floral scent wafting from her.

Her cool hair brushed against Felyn's neck as she whispered, "I'll leave it to you, Mr. Felyn."

The ends of her hair covered the blush on her cheeks. Lecia took two steps back, the moonlight shining on her smile, unable to hide her girlish features.

After Lecia left, the door was closed by Sylvaine. She had also heard Lecia's somewhat bold declaration just now.

My older sister and younger sister seem to be fighting over the same man...

This kind of plot... is a bit too exciting.

I wonder if my older brother Albert will also fall for Felyn?

Hehehe...

"Sylvaine, I don't like men. You can fantasize, but can you not bring His Highness Albert into it?"

Sylvaine's face, having been exposed by Felyn, instantly turned red. She covered her cheeks with her hands, quickly stepped back, and bumped into the doorframe, letting out a yelp.

"Mr. Felyn, h-how did you know what I was thinking..."

"Your expression betrayed you. When girls think of BL, they show an excited, even perverted smile. You didn't hide your expression at all just now."

Felyn felt that the king and queen were not simple either, to be able to give birth to these three princesses.

He shook his head, preparing to return to the living room, and saw Dorothy kneeling on the carpet, her pink lips already pouting, holding the teacup he had just drunk from and about to bring it to her lips.

"Dorothy! What are you doing?!"

Dorothy's whole body trembled when she heard Felyn's voice. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Since I've been discovered, I might as well go for it!

She charged forward, determined to take a sip.

Just... just have to reach that place...

But just as her soft, rosy lips were about to be pressed by the teacup, she kissed a hand.

Kissing Brother Felyn's hand that he used to stop me? That's not a loss either.

Her eyelashes slowly opened, and Dorothy saw the owner of that hand.

It wasn't Felyn.

"Y-Your Highness... I didn't know anything just now. It was Mr. Felyn who pulled me here." Sylvaine's hand had been pulled over by Felyn to block Dorothy's mouth.

Dorothy snorted and looked at Sylvaine coldly.

"Your Highness?! D-don't look at me like that... Am I that annoying..." Sylvaine slowly knelt to the ground, the light in her eyes gone.

Felyn took the opportunity to snatch his teacup back. "Dorothy, apologize properly to Sylvaine."

"I'm sorry!"

The obedient Dorothy, after apologizing, explained what had just happened to Felyn: "Brother Felyn, my sister just drank from your cup. It must be dirty now."

"So you wanted to drink it clean?"

"N-no. I was originally going to help Brother Felyn wipe it clean, but Brother Felyn suddenly shouted at me and scared Dorothy." Dorothy covered her face with her hands, her voice gradually getting louder. "So it was actually an accident just now..."

Felyn pursed his lips.

You're definitely a pervert!

You definitely wanted to drink the water in my cup just now! You thought that since Lecia drank from it, you had to drink from it too, right!

"Wh-who told my sister to do something like that... drinking from your cup, doesn't that mean your lips touched? The rim of the cup still has Brother Felyn's saliva on it, and my sister just lifted it up like that. Isn't that an indirect kiss!"

Dorothy lifted her chin, voicing her inner dissatisfaction.

The next second, Felyn's hand slapped her on the head.

"Ouch."

"Lecia didn't mean to. Don't make it sound so lewd. Also, you've finished cleaning the room now, right? Can you leave my dormitory?"

Dorothy was stunned for a moment, her lips pouting, her purple eyes gradually filling with tears.

"Does Brother Felyn not want Dorothy here? Then I'll just leave..."

She slowly got up, adjusted the shoulder strap that had slipped down, then, with her bare, tender feet, walked step by step towards the door.

The girl's body heat left cute footprints on the floor.

Dorothy walked to the door, put on her small black leather shoes, looked back at Felyn, and forced a smile.

"Brother Felyn, th-then I'm leaving... Since Brother Felyn doesn't like me, I won't appear in front of you anymore. See you tomorrow."

She really did leave the dormitory just like that, without a trace of hesitation.

"Bang."

The door was closed.

Felyn walked to the window and watched Dorothy's small, lonely figure gradually blend into the darkness. Her shoulders seemed to be trembling nonstop.

Is she... crying?

Felyn drew the curtains, feeling a little annoyed.

But, this was necessary.

In order to make Dorothy stop pestering him, in order to let Dorothy live her own normal life, such measures were necessary.

If he became gentle and hesitant on such a critical issue, then Dorothy would never be able to leave him. Instead, she would be caught in an endless tug-of-war and fall into a painful quagmire.

Making a clean break was the only way to be truly responsible for Dorothy.

"Mr. Felyn..." Sylvaine called Felyn's name in a low voice, feeling the atmosphere was a bit heavy.

"Mhm?"

"N-nothing. Let's eat."

The apron Dorothy had just worn was casually placed on the sofa, as if she were still in this home.

Felyn looked at the apron on the sofa, silently put it away, and hung it on the wall.

"Dinner isn't finished, right? I'll make it."

The streets of Laurel Road were not peaceful.

Was Dorothy sad?

Of course she was sad, because Felyn didn't ask her to stay.

But she wouldn't give up just like that.

She had originally planned to just stay at home and not leave, but she had a stroke of genius and thought that if she left at that moment, it might make Felyn feel guilty.

Then, when she came back after a walk outside, Felyn might open the door with a pained heart and say to her, "Dorothy, I shouldn't have kicked you out. Come in quickly. Were you cold outside? Let me hug you. Oh my, your body is so cold. I'll just hold you while you sleep tonight."

Thinking of this, Dorothy's mood improved considerably.

She put her hands on her hips and chuckled.

I'm a genius!

Dorothy's plan was still very successful so far.

It's just...

The moment she left, her former idol, Miss Zervanie, happened to take advantage of her absence to knock on Felyn's door.

Dorothy... had her home stolen again.

Too clever for her own good. Her stroke of genius had created an opportunity for Zervanie and Felyn to be alone.

(End of Chapter)