Chapter 26: Drake Drake Drake
There were no dragons.
Nor were there even Wyverns!
It was just giant, scary worms!
I am not pouting.
Liars. Trying to create clout, inviting the pope to their small (and admittedly charming,) port town for the (potentially) very real threat of dragons! That old coot could have handled this! Did I enjoy my vacation? Yes. Did my knights also enjoy a vacation? Well, that's beside the point.
I'm mad.
Angry.
Furious.
...
Stop laughing at me, mother.
"That's so rude," I snapped at Sheri.
Strange and Preposterous woman.
Gosh, I sound like drake.
Gah. Shit. Why did I have to think about him? Just open the floodgates and drown me, why don't you? I'm not crying. Nope. It's just the salty sea breeze hitting my eyes. Yes. Don't mind that we're back in the capital. The wind brought it to me by the goddess for this exact moment.
Logic?
We don't know her.
"I can't help it," Sheri tells me, patting her protruding belly, bringing me out of my worrisome thoughts.
"Your face was just so..." She trailed off.
"Perfect? Hansome? Dashing? Charming?" I ask her, tossing out some complementing compliments.
"Adorable."
Adorable. Adorable. Adorable?
How far I've fallen.
I give Sheri my "I'm disappointed in you" look and walk away swiftly, not even bothering to say goodbye as I leave her personal vanity lounge at the palace and head towards the tea party Lullian is hosting.
Yes, I was invited to a tea party. Yes, I'm going.
No, It's not a gay thing.
...I just enjoy girl talk and sweets, okay?
Lillian invited quite a few people I know. Like Dayan... and others.
I have friends, okay?
But the problem?
She invited Dahlia.
Apparently, Dhalia sent back her invitation, unopened, which is quite the faux pas, especially when it's an invitation from the Crown Princess and future ruler of our empire!
attempted craddle-robber and harem route traipser.
Where am I even going with that previous statement, mind?
D...he really did a number on my vocabulary and I.
Damnit, Drake.
Chapters 27, 28, 29, and 30: Wonderland Tea Party
This is hell.
I am in hell. Goddess have mercy on my undying soul. Just kill me now because Dahlia is pushing all the wrong buttons today, this disturbing cradle-robber. Who even lusts after a four-now seven- years old? ...I mean, Pedophiles, and perverts maybe, but what self-respecting and aware teenager tries to get close to a child with impure intentions?
This isn't a porno with a barely legal teenager who looks like she's thirteen, Dahlia!
She's gone after all the love interests in that stupid otome game...except me.

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I died and woke up in an otome game (BL)
FantasySo this is fully updated and continuing on WEBNOVEL under the alias WriterFromMars, so if you want, it's all free to read there, and I will be updating it there first. There is both a rewrite and the OG series. Idk if I'm going to post the newer cha...