How To Break Qaq If The Dragon Catches The Wrong Person? Chapter 12

Chapter 12 Rainy Day

The next day was a rainy day.

Mian had no memory of how he had returned to his room the previous night, only feeling that he had closed his eyes and opened them again, finding himself in his own room instead of Loria’s playroom.

However, he didn’t pay much attention to this. He rubbed his slightly messy hair, checked the clock, and then stared blankly at the apple trees outside the window.

Perhaps thanks to the sound of the rain, he had slept very well, so he felt a little groggy upon waking. His emerald eyes were half-closed, as if he might fall asleep again at any moment.

The sky outside the window was gray, and the falling rain was very fine, drifting densely with the wind. If one didn’t look closely, it was hard to even notice it.

Outside the window of Mian’s room, several apple trees were planted. They had recently sprouted new buds. Occasionally, a gust of wind carrying rain would blow through, causing the branches and leaves to sway slightly.

With a layer of rainwater coating the leaves, their color appeared richer and more vibrant.

Apples, he heard, were a common fruit eaten by humans.

But Mian had never eaten one.

A few days ago, Sasha had introduced the fruit to him after he asked about it. He was told that its fruit was light red, very crisp to eat, and the juice was sweet, carrying a unique fruity fragrance—a very delicious fruit.

The apple trees outside were well cared for by dedicated palace servants. Sasha said that the fruit would grow out by summer, and he could try them then.

Summer, huh.

But before the fruit grew, he and Kairis would have to leave.

Mian felt a little regretful; it seemed he wouldn’t have the chance to eat them.

The rain pattered outside the window. Mian remained quiet for a while longer, his gaze falling upon his own legs.

Kairis seemed to have a talent for being a doctor.

He thought this after observing his legs for a moment.

Yesterday, when applying the medicine, Kairis had said his leg would be fine today. Mian hadn’t quite believed it at first.

But looking now, it had truly healed. Not only did it look exactly the same as before the injury, but moving it no longer caused any pain.

How magical.

…Since his leg was healed, he should go find Miya.

Thinking of this, Mian felt a little troubled as he looked at the continuous drizzle outside the window.

The injury on his leg had delayed him for too long. Logically, he should go deliver the message immediately, but the weather today was truly unsuitable for going out.

Never mind, he would wait until tomorrow.

Mian secretly made up his mind.

Tomorrow, rain or shine, he would go.

The rain restricted everyone’s movements, and consequently, there were far fewer servants moving about in the palace.

After washing up, Mian ate breakfast, his mind still dwelling on the story Kairis hadn’t finished reading yesterday.

He couldn’t quite recall where the story had left off.

Recalling last night, Kairis, at his request, had reluctantly continued reading the story to him.

But perhaps the area by the fireplace was too warm, or perhaps Kairis’s monotonous voice was too hypnotic, but he had lost consciousness at some point without knowing when.

Mian felt a little ashamed at this thought.

Although it might seem insincere, he genuinely wanted to hear the end of the story.

The story was about a peddler who discovered a magical rabbit in the forest that knew everything in the world, and how he used it to solve a problem that had troubled the King for years.

The plot had reached the point where the King discovered the peddler’s rabbit and wanted to claim it for himself, putting the peddler in imminent danger. The suspenseful plot made Mian very eager to know what happened next.

In truth, as an adult dragon, he shouldn’t be interested in stories meant for children, but the stories written by humans were far more intricate and novel than those of the Dragon Race.

This held considerable appeal for a dragon who was currently idle in the Royal Palace.

Kairis had said yesterday that he wouldn’t be so busy anymore… Does that mean he could finish telling him the story today?

Just as he was wondering how to approach Kairis about this, a knock suddenly sounded on the door.

Mian’s eyes lit up, and he subconsciously associated the sound with the person he had just been thinking about.

“Young Master Mian, the Prince is waiting for you outside the door,” came Sasha’s steady voice instead.

Mian was slightly disappointed upon hearing Sasha’s voice, but he immediately perked up after hearing what he said.

“Okay!” He immediately got up and scurried to the door.

Sasha, as if he had predicted it, opened the door for him in advance.

When the door opened, the person standing there was not the one he had expected.

Loria was wearing a pale yellow dress today, making her look lively and adorable, like a bright little sun, dispelling much of the gloom of the rainy day.

So it was this Prince…

Mian still felt a slight pang of regret.

Loria keenly noticed the change in his mood. She looked up at Mian: “Brother Mian, are you unhappy to see me?”

“No, not at all,” Mian replied, rubbing her head, slightly against his true feelings.

Mian quickly understood what it meant to have fluctuating moods.

The rainy day was dull, and Loria seemed bored, so she had come early in the morning to invite him back to the playroom to play with her.

Mian had nothing else to do, so he gladly accepted her suggestion.

Loria’s palace was not connected to Kairis’s, requiring them to cross an exposed area.

The air outside was filled with the smell of rain mixed with water vapor and earth. Although the rain didn’t look heavy, when they actually walked through it, even with servants dutifully holding umbrellas, they were inevitably dampened by the mist.

By the time they reached the door, Mian had been thoroughly baptized by the drizzle.

The clothes provided by the Royal Palace were made of dense material, so they hadn’t been soaked much by the fine rain. The main areas affected were his hair and face, as well as the mud stains on his shoes.

Declining the maids’ kind offer to wipe him down, Mian took the soft cloth handed to him by one of them, wiped his damp cheeks, and then dabbed at the black strands of hair on his forehead that had clumped together with moisture.

It was a good thing Kairis wasn’t here.

Mian rubbed his hair, thinking with lingering fear.

He must look quite disheveled right now, which reminded him of his first day at the castle.

The maids clustered around Loria, some holding towels, others combs, meticulously tidying her up. Before long, Loria was clean and restored to her previous appearance as a refined little princess.

“Let’s go, Brother Mian.” She rubbed her small leather shoes, wiping an inconspicuous speck of mud onto the floor, and then gestured toward the door in front of them.

Mian said, “Alright.”

Mian’s hair was still half-damp and looked a bit messy from his rough rubbing, but he didn’t pay much attention to it. He simply returned the soft cloth to the maid and walked over to Loria’s side.

A quick-witted Royal Steward stepped forward to push the door open for them.

Mian thought this Royal Steward looked familiar… but he didn’t seem to be one of Loria’s usual attendants.

The next moment, Mian fell silent when he saw the person sitting inside the room.

A person had appeared behind the desk in the Little Princess’s playroom—a desk that usually served only as decoration.

Kairis sat with his legs crossed, wearing a neat and crisp Prince’s uniform. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, making him look utterly meticulous.

Several books were placed in front of him, and he was holding one, reading it.

Hearing the sound, he casually glanced towards the doorway and met Mian’s eyes.

He had always been a very lucky dragon.

Mian looked at Kairis and thought.

When exactly did his luck suddenly turn so bad?