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    The rain outside the window suddenly intensified, the water hitting the windowpane with a continuous drumming sound.

    Kairis looked at him for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, casually setting the book he was holding aside.

    Mian tugged at his hair, feeling slightly awkward.

    He was actually a dragon who cared quite a bit about his image, but how could it be such a coincidence that Kairis had witnessed him at his most disheveled twice now?

    “Brother, why are you here?” Loria hadn’t expected Kairis to visit either. Her eyes were wide, filled with surprise.

    “I came because I had nothing else to do,” Kairis said calmly, putting his legs down.

    Loria paused, then recalled what he had said yesterday and cheered, “That’s great! Does that mean you can play with me now, Brother?”

    Kairis was noncommittal.

    He looked back at Mian, asking as if in passing, “Did no one give him an umbrella?”

    The servant who had just opened the door for the two of them and was about to leave was the one who had held the umbrella for Mian. Hearing this, he instantly felt a large pot of blame being dumped onto his back.

    “I had an umbrella,” Mian quickly explained, feeling bad for the servant who looked wronged. “It’s just that the rain outside was too heavy.”

    The servant shot him a grateful look.

    The door closed, cutting off the sound of the rain outside, and the room instantly became much quieter.

    Loria happily trotted over to Kairis. “Brother, I heard the servants in the Palace say that the Royal City’s monthly market is opening in a few days. Can you take me?”

    Noticing Mian nearby, the Little Princess, who always loved excitement, immediately invited him, “Brother Mian, do you want to come with us too?”

    Mian didn’t agree right away, instead asking, “What is a market?”

    He hadn’t heard of a market, but judging by Loria’s reaction, Mian guessed it must be an interesting place.

    “You don’t have them where you live?” Loria was surprised at first, then immediately began to explain everything in detail, from food to entertainment, for a full five minutes, her small face full of longing.

    When she finished, she looked up at Mian, anticipating his answer. “Do you want to come with us?”

    Mian readily agreed. “Sure.”

    “Go where?” Kairis’s calm voice rang out, mercilessly interrupting the harmonious atmosphere between the two. “Do you think I don’t know that day is your minor exam?”

    He looked at his mischievous sister expressionlessly and declared, “Your tutor told me last time that you’ve fallen behind in your studies. Until your grades improve, you don’t have the right to leave the Palace.”

    Loria froze, then let out a wail after recovering.

    “What are you shouting about?” Kairis frowned. “The market opens every other month. Will you never get another chance to go? If you want something, just send someone to buy it.”

    Under his oppressive authority, Loria reluctantly stopped crying and mumbled in protest, “Having someone buy things isn’t the same as going myself, and how am I supposed to know what I want if I don’t go…”

    Kairis was not swayed by her words in the slightest.

    Mian, hearing this, paused, then felt a bit hesitant.

    After hearing the description, he was already quite curious about the legendary market, but unlike Loria, who could go again later, he didn’t seem to have much opportunity.

    Mian glanced at Kairis, who currently looked utterly impartial, and silently dismissed the idea of asking him to accompany him.

    Since arriving here, he had always stayed in the castle and hadn’t yet explored the human world.

    He was actually very curious.

    Mian began to secretly deliberate, thinking he might as well go by himself.

    “…Then you can at least finish telling me the story from last time, right?” On the other side, Loria pouted for a while, then settled for a compromise, making a request to her brother.

    Kairis said, “I recall you know how to read.”

    Mian instantly snapped back to attention. “…”

    He was talking to Loria, so why did Mian feel personally attacked?

    “But I feel sleepy whenever I look at words, Brother, please,” Loria pleaded, tugging at Kairis’s sleeve.

    “Who was it who fell asleep while listening last night?” Kairis calmly countered.

    Mian again: “…”

    “That was because it was too late yesterday.” Loria instinctively defended herself, offering a clear and reasonable self-assessment. “Besides, the point of reading me a story is to help me sleep, so you don’t have to bother reading it to me again.”

    Kairis was silent for a moment upon hearing this. Thinking of something, he suddenly cast a light glance at Mian.

    Mian received his gaze and instantly had a bad premonition.

    “Mm.” The next second, Kairis said flatly, “That is certainly less troublesome.”

    Mian: …

    He felt certain that Kairis’s words were missing the phrase “than Mian.”

    He quietly walked to the side and turned his back to Kairis, pretending to be suddenly very interested in a painting hanging on the wall.

    Loria was unaware of what had happened after she fell asleep last night. She took her brother’s response as agreement, quickly dropped her pleading posture, and excitedly pulled Mian away to look at a batch of new toys the Palace staff had recently collected.

    Ovi often told Mian behind her back that Loria was an unreasonable little brat, a once-in-a-century troublemaker.

    Mian had never really resonated with that description.

    In his eyes, Loria had always been a cute and beautiful human child, perhaps a little mischievous sometimes, but perfectly normal for a child her age.

    It wasn’t until today that he gained a concrete understanding of Ovi’s assessment.

    Although Kairis had returned most of the King’s duties to his father last time, it didn’t mean he truly had nothing left to do. First and foremost, he had to personally handle the issue concerning Fes.

    After the previous incident spread within the court, the situation had become increasingly severe. Almost every day, many ministers debated in the Council Hall about what Velen should do next. Knowing that the King had handed the decision-making power to him, they were all sending people privately to gauge his attitude.

    This matter alone kept Kairis busy.

    Even though he had some free time today and had made the rare trip to his sister’s palace, he still had some State Affairs to attend to, so he temporarily commandeered Loria’s desk.

    Mian, meanwhile, was playing with Loria in a small adjoining room.

    For a time, the atmosphere was peaceful.

    Inside the room, Loria ran to a cabinet, rummaged inside for a while, and then pulled out a small, intricately designed box.

    She handed it to Mian and introduced it mysteriously, “Brother Mian, this is a toy made by a famous magician. It’s really fun.”

    “The patterns on it change, and you have to control the little ball inside so it doesn’t touch the edges according to the changes…” Saying this, Loria began to explain the game’s rules in detail, even demonstrating two rounds.

    Mian watched intently, and after seeing it, he felt confident that it wouldn’t be difficult for him.

    When Loria finished the demonstration, Mian asked curiously, “What happens after you complete it? What’s inside the box?”

    “That’s a secret,” Loria said, narrowing her eyes slightly, her expression cunning. “You’ll know once you solve it.”

    This expression was incredibly familiar to Ovi. If he were present, he would immediately recognize that the Little Princess was definitely up to something mischievous.

    Unfortunately, the one about to face this was not Ovi, who had ample experience dealing with the Princess, but poor, unsuspecting Mian.

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