That night, Laria and her sisters met at the dining room and they tell her what they knew. And Arianne on the other hand, has brought a young man with her.
"Who is that man, Arianne?" Laria asked without fail, and the young man was startled by her sudden question. Laria asked the servants to add another plate for him.
"I'm Fierro Linkinheart, my Lady," Laria who was about to feed herself using spoon, lost her energy and the spoon fell into her plate. The maids were also shocked by how unladylike her conduct her when she suddenly stand up.
"The Crown Prince of East!" she sneered, "What the fuck are you doing here?!"
"Elder Sis!!!" they calm her down, because she was freaking out and was pointing the table knife to the prince.
"You are a crown prince?" Arianne asked him when he just open his palm, and a fire spirit came out.
"Greetings, young ladies! I am great and fiery Loki, hihihi!" he introduced himself.
"I thank you, for your generosity, Ladies, but I'll be needing your help from now on," he said.
Then Prince Fierro explained the dire situation in the East. Since he has inherited Loki, the Dragon Spirit and chose him as the next successor, his older brother plans to assassinate him and steal the Dragon Spirit.
"But who they think I am? Of course they cannot kill me!" he then point himself that makes the ladies uncomfortable at his arrogance. "I am the best of the best, the only Prince worthy of succession!" he exclaimed. It's a good thing that Laria asked the servants to leave the dining hall before and make Tiara set up an ice barrier.
"By the way, are you the current head of the Manor? But are you not too young?" he confusely ask that made Laria glare at him. Arianne poke him.
"Are you really an idiot?"
"Yeah, are you not?" the sisters ask in tune.
"Hey, who are you calling an idiot, huh?!" Laria cannot help but put her palm on her face. It's like she had a new little brother.
"I am not yet the current head," Laria paused and the prince forehead wrinkled, "Not yet? Then you..."
"But I can help you," Laria smirked, "And in return, you need to take me to your Magic Tower," the Prince grinned, as if he was hearing something absurd for the first time in his life.
"Come on, it's just a little help you could offer to the Prince--" she was cut off by a smile from Laria.
"Then I'll call your chasers now," Laria stated.
"Pardon?" as if Laria was joking, the butler entered. Tiara lifted her magic.
"Excuse me, my Ladies, but there were people outside, claiming from the delegates from the Linkinheart, the Capital of East Empire, His Grace, the Marquis, in on his way," Laria looked at the prince, as if blood drained from his face.
"No matter how strong your magic, or spirit or whatever it is, you cannot defeat your older brother, right?" Laria asked, "And now they need to kill you, our dearest Crown Prince," he was nervous right now. What Laria said was true.
He cannot die! He is destined to be the ruler of the land. He crumpled his fist.
Laria, as if mocking him more, laughed arrogantly.
"I can guarantee your safety,"
Laria was not playing when she announces that she will become the Marchioness, the new head of the family. Since the founding of the Kingdom, her family has been loyal to the monarchy and one of the protector of the kingdom.
But this is the first time a title will be passed on a woman.
The reason why the Marquis could not give his love to his daughters is because they cannot inherit the throne.
But there was no rule in the official rules that a woman cannot inherit a House.
Laria knew of this, when suddenly the Second Prince, Kaizer, announces that he will adopt as his apprentice the child in the womb of consort Pamela.
"That woman really wanted to become the Marchioness," Laria murmured. "I underestimated her." she said furiously and review the papers that she is now the second line in throne, approved by His Majesty the King.
"But you can just eliminate him..." a soft voice heard in her ears.
"What?" it is like a lullaby, that she does not where coming from. Like a voice telling her what to do.
"Eliminate the threat. Kill the consort," Laria, as if her blood drained from her, turned pale at what she'vd heard.
"Who are you?!" she kept shouting finding the voice, however, no matter how, what, she could not find.
Because it is in her head.
The voice laughed, mocking her
"When will you accept that I am you?" it lingers in her head.
"Get out of my head!!! ahhhhhh!!!!"