The Black Ice Dragon Legend

The Black Ice Dragon Legend
chapter 24 Dhiya kahrya


“au!”


A middle-aged lung woman accidentally stabbed her index finger with a needle. He then sucked the blood out, then sighed.


The woman was alone in a room that was not too big. There was a small table with clothes sewn by him.


After her blood did not come out again, the woman sighed, then looked towards the window that was still wide open.


A fresh wind blew from outside, carrying the fragrance of the trees outside the window.


Geck, tok, tok.


Knock the door for your attention. He then allowed the man to enter.


A woman came with a drink. The woman graciously served him on the table.


Dira nodded, then said, “ Citra, have you investigated it?”


“Yes your honor. In these past few years, the development of the snow mountain empire was not very significant. Development slowed in a few years. Even so, we are still far below it, and it can be said that the decline is not too large. In strength, the empire still bears the strongest power in all regions, but you take it easy, I'm sure soon, its strength will decrease.”


“do you have any plans for that?” as she said that, she stood up and looked out the window.


“ if attacking him directly is still not, that imperial power is still strong. But if it destroys in any other way, I have.”


“Try say.”


“We can send some people to riot there to lower the reputation of emperor Galen. According to the information that I got, there was news of some crimes committed by the emperor, such as building illegal research sites that are inhuman and.... Of course did a coup.” When saying that, the image was a little scared. What he said about Dira's dark time.


Dira who heard that, was not affected by his words. Although it was a bad memory, now for him it was only the past that had to be forgotten. He softly said, “continue.”


Citra's expression looked relieved after hearing Dira's words. He continued, “ raises taxes gradually, although this is not very influential, but according to this servant will gradually burden the people, the latter, gather criminals from all over the place, he said, according to this he did to strengthen himself. Maybe he felt threatened by great danger, so recruit the criminals.”


“does there be great people among those criminals?”


“Hamba don't know your majesty, but..”.


The words of the image were stopped by the sound of one's footsteps from outside. The steps are quick, but small.


Geck, tok, tok.


“bibi Dira! is aunt inside!?” a cheerful little voice sounded from behind the door.


“iya! aunt inside.” Answer Dira.


The door slowly opened. From the slit of the door, a little girl's head peeked out. Both of his eyes were large and bright, his hair was tied by a red rope, and in both of his ears was a pair of sparkling green jade earrings.


“Why are you there, daughter Dhiya kharya?” Dira then smiled looking at the girl.


“Um...what, can I come in?” tanya Dhiya kharya hesitated.


“Of course, you princess are here, anyone will not be allowed to ban it.”


Dhiya was immediately pleased and ran towards Dira while laughing.


Dira immediately bowed.


“bii, look at this.” Dhiya showed some stones wrapped in colorful cloth. “I saw it while cleaning the warehouse. Auntie knows, mom's coughing up dust in there, but I'm not. Even if I were a child, I wouldn't cough with that dust. I'm strong, ‘kan?” Dhiya cheerfully said that.


Seeing that, Dira recalled her childhood. When he was free, he always played it. How to play it is very easy, just need to put it in any jar other than clear, then pick it up randomly. If the color white is taken, then it must mention the white object. It was done a few times.


The things mentioned cannot be mentioned again. Therefore, the game is getting harder and harder. It takes a knowledgeable person to last a long time.


“Aibi, why is aunt silent?”


“aibi has a wonderful past? Can aunt tell me?”


As he was about to speak, someone's voice stopped him.


“Sorry my dear, aunt is busy now. You can ask her another time, yes.”


A middle-aged woman came. The woman was wearing a charming purple dress. She was one of the king's concubines and was someone who had the king's third child.


After the woman the king loved died, the king decided not to remarry. Even though he didn't have a son, he didn't care. For the king, he did not need a son, for his two daughters could rule. He decides to choose Irina, Dira's half-sister to replace him. The king also decided to have only three wives and two children in his life.


However, an unexpected thing happened, the king drank too much and subconsciously impregnated one of his concubines. Dhiya Kharya, the youngest daughter of the king. Although it was not something he wanted, the king took care of him.


At first the concubine whom the king impregnated did not like him, because at their wedding, the king forced him to marry, but as time went on, he finally began to enjoy it and mengikhlaskan everything that happened.


The name of the concubine was sustainable, a woman who never expected much in her life. She was the third and last concubine of the king.


It is very strange if the king has three wives, but that is the reality.


With a pouting face, dhiya said, “mother, you did not come at the right time.”


The reason dhiya called Dira as an aunt was because Dira was too old to call sister. Dira also did not mind it as long as it was a polite call.


“my dear, look auntie citra is here, which means aunt Dira is busy today. You can visit him at night.” Said Lestari while looking at the servant who was not far from Dira.


The image that realized the gaze of the sustainable concubine could only smile.


Dhiya glanced at Citra, then looked back at her mother. “ibu, you fool. The aunt had done nothing, she just stood there like a statue, how could you say she was busy with aunt Dira. And look at that table, if auntie's busy definitely won't sew. Isn't sewing a housewife's job? Aunt Dira, ‘kan a queen, would definitely not do such trivial things.


Lestari wanted to answer, but Dhiya continued, “a queen should have ordered, not sewing like that.”


It is not a secret, the youngest king's daughter has above-average knowledge, but all that knowledge is still said to be lay. However, even so, both his mother is sustainable or others are amazed by the intelligence and observation of this beautiful princess Dhiya kahrya.


“Not so son. You're misunderstanding. It's true that Aunt Dira is the queen now, but you remember, your body can not only do one thing in one day, you need other activities, right?”


Hearing that, Dhiya kharya's two eyebrows decreased along with her face. She sadly said, “but.. can I spend time with aunt Dira now.” Dhiya kahrya raised his face. “I promise I won't do anything that bothers aunt Dira.”


Hearing his daughter's words, Lestari immediately looked at Dira, like hinting at something.


As to know what consorts sustainable want, Dira immediately said, “maaf princess dhiya, today aunt is busy, princess can visit aunt when nightfall.”


“But...”.


“mr beautiful princess, if you want to take care of your beauty, you have to obey your mother's orders, yes.”


Dira approached, then rubbed the girl's head and kissed her forehead.


Dhiya kharya was stunned for a moment. After that, he rubbed his kissed forehead.


“What aunt kissed me?” Dhiya kahrya did not believe what he was feeling.


“Of course, how, do you like it?”


On the other hand the sustainable side that saw that chuckled, he did not expect his son to be able to behave like that if kissed by someone else.


The image that saw him could only smile. This woman turned her attention to other things several times. He must be tired of waiting. Dira had already instructed to leave, but he did not want to.


“Well aunt, I'll go first. I'll go to aunt's room when night falls.”


The girl waved her hand before finally leaving with her mother.


The reason the little princess did not hate Dira, even though the father was in a coup by her. It relates to his past as a child. The girl is now 9 years old. When she was 7 years old she always saw her mother crying and wanted to leave. Lestari also always said that she hated the king. Therefore, this little girl considered him as her hero