au-Little Princess Karan and the slave Siouville, the lower half.

The innocent and kind ancient Disney princess Karan & is still the awkward and arrogant Sioville.

Fortunately, this is a fairy tale.

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The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

The princess' health is getting worse and worse, and the marriage can only be delayed again and again.

Siouville occasionally cooks some delicious food for the princess, and she likes it very much.

She was so unprepared, making Siouville feel that she could be killed by putting some poison in the food.

But he has not yet found the poison that kills people instantly.

'But it doesn't matter, the princess is in poor health, it's good to wait until she dies naturally.' Siouville thought to herself.

He recently heard rumors that the king of the Dreamland passed away due to a heart attack.

The princess seems to have inherited this problem.

She has been lingering in her illness and her health has been getting worse and worse.

At this time, the ministers indulged her a lot, and no one pointed at Shioville anymore. They were plotting every day to discuss whether to bring the princess' distant cousin to succeed the throne. The maids like to spread these gossips and gradually became less concerned about the sick princess.

Only Siouville insisted on being by her side.

Because he had nowhere else to go.

The sick princess lost her former glory. Her black hair was yellow and her lips were white, her face turned blue, and she was so thin that she was only a handful of bones left.

She didn't say a word all day, and was so silent that Siouville felt bored. He didn't know whether he should expect her to get better. After all, the new king succeeded to the throne, and it was definitely not as easy to control as her.

One day, the princess sat up from the bed.

"Sioville." She woke the man beside her, "I dreamed of my father."

Siouville replied in a hazy way: "Is that true..."

"He asked me to find the fairies in the forest, and the fairies could cure my disease."

Siouville woke up a little, and he frowned and looked at the little princess: "Why do you always believe in this kind of thing?"

Whether it was the last elixir or the fairy this time.

Has she not learned enough of a lesson?

This is the first time since the princess fell ill that she was so energetic.

Before dawn, she changed into light clothes, slipped out of the tower and headed to the quiet forest.

Siouville hurriedly grabbed the bow and arrow and followed.

"We'll get lost," he lowered his voice.

"No, we will find the fairy."

The princess looked up at the treetops, and the birds were in groups leading the way for her.

But the mud in the forest is muddy and narrow, and it is very difficult to walk.

Siouville said again: "Go back, there is no road here!"

"No, there will be a road."

The princess looked to the ground, and the roses and thorns made a way.

They walked for a long time and Siouville began to get tired.

"If we don't go back now, we will definitely starve to death in the woods," he advised.

"No, I won't starve to death."

The princess stretched out her hand, and the ripe fruits fell like raindrops, and the squirrel on the tree shook her tail and said hello to her.

Siouville continued to move forward with doubts.

The woods are getting denser and it is almost impossible to tell the difference between day and night.

The little princess pushed aside the bushes, and in the mist behind the bushes, there was a candy hut.

"Dongdongdongdongdong." The princess knocked on the door.

Siouville pressed the bow and arrow in his hand tightly.

The person who opened the door was a thin, cold and depressed woman with high cheekbones.

She doesn't look like a "fairy".

There were crucibles bubbling in the room, various animal skins, and glass test tubes containing unknown liquids.

She is a witch.

"I'm Rebecca the witch." She lowered her head, and her towering cheekbones almost poked the little princess' face. "You look familiar..."

Karan raised her chest: "I am Princess Karan."

The witch's face became very bad for a while.

Siouville pulled the princess a little back.

"Let's go... she is definitely not a fairy!"

Karan ignored it and said to the witch Rebecca: "My father sent a dream to tell me that there was a fairy who could cure my illness, so I found you along the path in my dream."

The witch's face was a bit complicated.

"He said I was a fairy?... It's ridiculous."

The witch opened the door and let the two of them come in.

Siouville was still moving outside, but when he saw Karan enter, he could only follow him.

There was a strange smell of mushrooms inside.

The corners of the candy house were moldy, and the moss spread from the door to the house, and there was a hammock woven by vines.

The witch wrapped her arms around her chest and said coldly: "I can heal you, but it's not without a price. You have to pay your most precious things."

"My most precious thing? Is it Siouville?"

Siouville subconsciously sneered.

Soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

"No, no." The witch said.

Siouville's expression cooled down.

The princess was a little confused: "What would that be?"

"You will know naturally when I take it from you." The witch had a little sneer on her eyes, and her face looked even more gloomy and terrifying.

She scooped a spoonful of potions from her cauldron and muttered something. Soon, purple mist rose from the soup bowl, and the juice inside disappeared, leaving only a small, heart-like purple crystal.

"Eat it." said the witch.

"Wait--" Siouville tried to stop it, but the princess ate without hesitation.

The witch giggled.

"Hahahaha, so good! So good! Abandon my king, have you seen it? I took away the most precious thing from your daughter!"

The candy house began to melt, the walls turned into honey and flowed on the ground, and the glass bottles turned into small animals and ran away in scattered places. The witch wrapped herself in her robe and disappeared.

The moment Karan ate the purple crystal, the feeling of pressure on his heart disappeared instantly.

Her heart was so light and empty, and the wind passed through it freely.

"I've recovered," she said to Siouville with a smile.

Siouville still found it unbelievable.

But it turns out that the princess has indeed recovered.

She became healthier and gradually returned to her former glory. She no longer held her heart and cried, nor vomited all day long. She could ride horses, shoot arrows, and patrol this dreamy little kingdom with Constance.

They got engaged soon.

The princess stayed in the tower less and less.

Gradually, people no longer called it "the tower of the princess", but called it "the tower of the princess's male favorite".

Siouville stays here all day.

"You can leave at any time." The princess told him, "Your family must miss you very much, go and reunite with them."

Constance is an upright and generous person.

He didn't mind that the princess had a male servant, because he knew that the princess knew nothing.

She was a kind person and must have hoped that Siouville would live better before she could bring him to her side.
To be continued...