Chapitre 22: ancestral blood and Drakon's distaste for the commander-in-chief

(Rosa POV)

I lay down on the bed, today is very melting and there are so many unexpected events. My eyes stared at the ceiling of a very empty room, of course empty. What do you need to fill above the ceiling of the room?

Once again I sighed, I guess while giving this throne to Mother and King Drakon. I could feel relieved and relieved of all the demands, but why did something feel weird? It's like there's something that makes me even more unsure.

Especially when you see the smile of mother and King Drakon, a sweet smile that holds many mysteries. I actually never understood about the world and everything in it, because they like to joke and rush. There are things that I really don't deserve to know, ranging from good things to bad things.

At a time like this, who should I trust? King Drakon and my Mother? Or the Commander-in-Chief? Who now doubles as my personal Bodyguard?