The Youngest Daughter of the Snake Family - Chapter 34

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Episode 34
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The banquet had ended without incident.
All the invited guests had departed.
Kaid had stepped away briefly to see the departing visitors off.
As Set, Arban, and I made our way back down, we spotted Rosaria coming to meet us on the first floor, and I ran straight into her arms.
“Rosaria!”
“Miss Aileen! Did you enjoy the banquet?”
“It was so much fun!”
I broke into a smile, then just as quickly my expression fell.
“But something upsetting happened too.”
“Something upsetting?”
Rosaria’s expression stiffened slightly as she bent down to greet me warmly.
I shook my head, not wanting her to worry, insisting it was nothing serious.
“It’s okay though. Father showed up and fixed it.”
“Did he? How fortunate that the patriarch was nearby.”
“Yes!”
Now that I thought about it, so much had happened in a single day.
It felt like it should have taken several days, yet everything had occurred in just one.
I began telling Rosaria all about the events of the banquet, one by one.
“Rosaria, did Aileen make an uncle today?”
“……An uncle? Do you mean you met Dante?”
“Rosaria knows uncle too?”
“He’s the patriarch’s close friend. The Iselord Clan maintains deep ties with our tribe, after all.”
So despite their bickering, they were clearly on intimate terms.
I giggled and nodded eagerly.
“He said Aileen can keep calling him uncle.”
“Did he really? How wonderful for you, Miss Aileen.”
“And I made a friend too!”
I chattered away excitedly, telling Rosaria everything that had happened at the banquet.
“Really? What kind of friend did you make?”
“His name is Seige, and he’s a tiger. We played Hide and Seek together.”
Rosaria had been showing interest at the mention of a new friend, but the moment I said he was a tiger, she stopped in her tracks.
It seemed the fact that Seige was a tiger bothered her.
After all, she’d always told me that tigers were scary.
I quickly added that Seige wasn’t scary at all.
“Seige is kind. He said Aileen should come visit the Northern Region.”
“……Did he say that himself?”
“Yes! He said he’d show me around if I visit.”
As everyone was preparing to return to their respective clans after the banquet ended, Seige had come to find me.
“Aileen. Come to the Northern Region next time. I’ll show you around.”
“Really? Then Aileen will definitely go!”
Not knowing when it would happen, I’d made the promise, anticipating the day I’d visit the Northern Region.
“So when I grow up, I really want to visit the Northern Region…….”
“Just a moment, Miss Aileen.”
“Hmm?”
Having regained her composure and focused on my words, Rosaria’s expression shifted to one of shock.
She ended up interrupting me and began questioning me carefully, point by point.
“So what you’re saying is that he invited you to his territory where he lives, is that right?”
“That’s correct.”
As I nodded vigorously, Rosaria’s smile twisted into something else.
She asked again, as if confirming once more.
“He said he’d show you the place where he lives?”
“Yes. Why?”
Is there some problem with that?
At my confused look, Rosaria shook her head and smiled faintly.
“It’s nothing at all, Miss Aileen.”
Then her violet eyes gleamed sharply, gazing menacingly at some point in the empty air.
Rosaria’s voice rang low through the corridor.
“I send you out with an escort, and you come back with a beast in tow?”
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Inside the carriage heading back to the Northern Region.
By now, the carriage had left the Southern Border behind and was passing through the Neutral Territory.
The air carried a sense of peace, befitting a region that belonged to no one.
Seige, gazing expressionlessly at the landscape streaming past the window, called out to Muhela.
“Mother.”
“Mm?”
Muhela looked up from the work she’d postponed due to the banquet.
It was the first moment Seige had spoken since their departure, until now he’d been lost in thought, watching only the scenery outside.
But having called her, he fell silent for a long stretch.
Only the sound of carriage wheels rolling across the grassland continued, until finally Seige’s lips parted.
“When will I be able to see Aileen again?”
He posed a question she hadn’t anticipated.
Muhela set aside her documents and removed her glasses.
“Why the sudden question?”
“Just wondering.”
“Missing Aileen already?”
……
“Why?”
Muhela asked, deliberately drawing out her words with an air of intrigue.
Her blue eyes glimmered.
When Seige glanced away, she let out a soft laugh.
“I won’t tell you unless you explain why.”
There was mischief in her voice, delighted at having caught onto something.
Seige let out a low sigh and clamped his mouth shut.
But Muhela wasn’t about to relent. As her gaze continued to press, Seige’s brow furrowed.
“Aren’t you busy?”
“Busy. But I’m willing to listen to my son’s troubles.”
A lie—she was clearly just enjoying herself.
It seemed the situation wouldn’t end unless he said something.
Seige felt as though he’d walked straight into a trap.
“It’s nothing important, so please don’t concern yourself.”
“It looks quite important to me.”
……
“Are you worried about your first friend?”
Seige didn’t deny it. It seemed about right.
His appetite returning when he played with Aileen—perhaps that was the reason.
“I suppose so.”
Muhela had expected him to refute this, but instead her expression shifted to surprise.
For him to admit it so readily, given his nature—she hadn’t anticipated that.
“That’s understandable. The next meeting would likely be next year’s banquet, assuming the Northern Region also attends.”
“Is that so?”
“Should we?”
Seige sensed it at once: he was going to be teased about this for a long time.
He shouldn’t have brought it up.
But now that she was fishing for details, his stubbornness flared up.
“It’s fine.”
“Really?”
She wasn’t going to let it go so easily. Muhela smacked her lips, disappointed that she wouldn’t get more out of him after all.
Seige spoke flatly.
“When can I undergo my next growth?”
There it was. Muhela stifled a burst of laughter.
When things didn’t go his way, he was already scheming his next move.
“How impatient. You want to become independent already?”
“It seems it would be faster that way.”
“You’re still a long way from reaching your adult form.”
The moment Muhela waved her hand dismissively, Seige’s fine brow creased.
Muhela was genuinely startled. So he wanted to reach his adult form badly enough to see Aileen again.
“Why are you asking about your next growth? Is it simply because you want to see Aileen?”
At first she’d thought it unlikely, but now she was beginning to understand.
He still seemed unaware of it.
Seige shook his head.
“I don’t know about that. I want to see what happens after I reach my adult form.”
“Hmm, I see. So you have no clear purpose, yet suddenly you want to mature?”
“Why do you ask it that way?”
“No reason. Just felt like looking at you.”
Seige avoided her searching gaze.
Muhela watched her still-young son and found herself torn between encouraging him and holding him back.
She had no issue with Seige taking an interest in Aileen, but if it became anything more, the path ahead would be treacherous.
Though it seemed he was already beginning to want more than that.
When a member of the Kiraas Clan desired something, their instinct to obtain it burned fierce and relentless.
Muhela, who had walked that path before her son, could see it all too clearly.
Seige had found something he wanted.
For now it was merely a sweet curiosity, nothing more.
Muhela smiled with genuine delight.
“Seige, do you know how our Clan came to dominate the Northern Region?”
“Because we’re strong.”
“That’s true enough. But it isn’t everything.”
“It isn’t?”
The sudden question made Seige wary, yet he answered faithfully.
“The truth is, there’s something far more important than that.”
“What would that be?”
Something beyond mere strength? The Kiraas Clan had always been renowned for possessing the most potent pheromones of any tribe.
Their journey to maturity was far swifter than other clans, and their instinct in combat was superior.
Naturally, they had never lost ground in territorial disputes.
Yet she was saying there was another reason beyond all that?
Muhela spoke as though sharing a secret, her voice dropping to a whisper.
“Why do you think we reach maturity faster than other clans?”
“It’s our trait.”
He remembered learning that during his lessons on the Clan—it was simply a characteristic of the Kiraas.
Muhela’s pupils narrowed to slits.
“Yes, it’s a trait. But we are more obsessive than other clans.”
Sometimes, brutally so.
Muhela smiled wickedly.

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