Chapter 278: Father's Conspiracy
"Yes, you're home." A slightly older voice replied to the princess. Vanessa followed the prestige, and a man in the golden robe of the city lord stood in front of her.
He had bone-white skin, a long straight nose, a pair of dark brown eyes that seemed to be two iron pills smashed into the eye sockets, because the nose was too long, his face appeared square and hard, his jaw was almost at right angles to his cheeks, and the corners of his mouth were closed to expand several circles of nasolabial folds to both sides, which made him look much older than his actual age.
"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Ivan the Damned." Vanessa didn't have time to lament that she was back in Winterfell, she found herself in the middle of another great conspiracy, which forced her to brace herself to face the man in front of her.
The person on the other side nodded, "You don't have to be wary of me, I have no ill will." He stretched out his right hand and led Vanessa down the stone steps. This is the inner city of Neverwinter, where Vanessa grew up - the royal palace.
"The farmer has no ill will towards the chickens in the coop," replied the princess calmly, "but when someone wants to buy chicken, he is more than willing to kill them and sell them." β
"That's different," Ivan smiled, "how can a chicken have a peasant's blood on it." β
Vanessa was furious, "Please stop spreading such rumors! She paused and glared at the pale man in front of her, "From the first time Coman said he was my brother, my position was fundamentally shaken. You have a vendetta with my Delin family, and your blood is out of the royal family, which is not only a shame for the Delin family, but also the most unfair judgment of me! If you're just trying to get your children back, you don't have to go back to the sensitive place of Neverwinter; And if I'm really unfortunate enough to be your daughter, you don't have to risk my life to reveal my identity! β
"You are right," Ivan did not get infected by the princess's anger, and simply calmly continued to walk towards the palace, "but I think you did not analyze what I did from my standpoint. I can tell from your words that you must have been mentally prepared for the fact that I am your father. β
Vanessa laughed angrily, "What a joke. β
"Then you must have been shaken and doubted in your heart." Ivan looked at the princess's hair, "I think the nanny Weima I sent to you must wash your hair from time to time, and the hair washed with the dragon vine will make your hair look brown and bright and bright." β
Vanessa was silent. He was right, Weimar often used the dragon vine to dye his hair, and told himself not to tell outsiders, not even his mother, Queen Chloe.
"If that's not enough proof that you're different from Solandar and Ilia, then let your magic do the talking." Ivan smiled at Vanessa, whose eyes widened. "Your magic is death traversal, right?"
Vanessa didn't give him any expression on her face, and her heart was struggling, should she listen to his explanation?
"Your magic is a curse - at that time, your mother and I were hunted down to a valley where the people had the magic of the hordes to make that valley invisible to the world."
"Don't say it, I know." Vanessa lowered her head, thinking of Reina, her archer.
But Ivan continued: "Some of them were obsessed with my wife's beauty, and they hid her from her, and I searched everywhere, and their whole people deceived me about that person, and when they finally found my wife, she was dying. In my rage, I cast a curse on the Hermit Valley, damning that all their lives would be dedicated to my daughters, starting with the old ones! β
"But Komanβ"
"Yes, Coman is a boy." Ivan chuckled, "Such a large ethnic group, with a history of hundreds of years, is not so light and helpless. They used some magic to turn my wife's daughter into a boy, and when we fled to the border between the Land of Midsummer and the Sand Riders, my wife gave birth to Koman. I am not reconciled, because the prophecy says that I will have a daughter with the blood of a king, who will not only reclaim the throne of the Land of Midsummer for me, but also the queen who will unify the six kingdoms and conquer the three free city-states! Ivan looked at Vanessa with blazing eyes, his eyes mixed with excitement and madness, "So I searched everywhere, installed cronies in the royal palaces of various countries, and replaced those useless princes and princesses with my blood, so that I can quickly rehabilitate the Ivan family, and I no longer have to run around, and I can sit on the throne!" β
"You're crazy." Vanessa didn't know what to say, she instinctively wanted to stay away from this person.
"Yes, I'm crazy." Ivan regained his composure, but the light and heat in his eyes still did not fade, "You haven't tried to be dragged from the warm bed in the middle of the night to the execution ground, you haven't gone through the sleepy eyes to watch your mother and siblings being mercilessly strangled, you haven't been separated from your beloved lover Yin and Yang, you haven't been ruthlessly betrayed by your best friend." You live in a sweet palace, you don't know anything, you just have to play your own role, like an obedient and well-behaved puppy, someone will feed you meat and listen to your useless barking! β
Hmph, what I've been through, you don't even know. Vanessa continued to step back, pretending she was genuinely scared.
"Now, as long as you continue to pretend, listen to me, and wait for you to get the throne of the Land of Midsummer, and then give it to me, your task will be accomplished, and I promise that you will have no worries and happiness for the rest of your life."
"What should I do?" Vanessa had tears in her eyes and pretended to be a well-behaved puppy.
"That's the right attitude." Ivan patted the princess's face with satisfaction, "You just need to be yourself, the second princess of the country of midsummer." I will appear as your Master of Magic to help you ascend to the throne of the Queen. β
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