EMPEROR NIKOLAI's smirk vanished. "Do you want to?" he asked threateningly. "Do you have the intention to compete with Prince Nero for the throne, Princess Neoma?"
"Nah," Neoma said right away. "I just want to be a true lady of leisure in the future."
In short, she just wanted to be a rich duchess once she escaped from that hellhole.
"Good," he said, satisfied by her answer. "Don't even dream of becoming the empress."
That pissed her.
She suddenly had the urge to change the f*cking law so she would have a chance to be the crown princess just to spite her father. But nah, the sc*mbag wasn't worth it.
"So, what's the job you have for me, Papa Boss?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Find the Devil's Grimoire."
"Woah," she said, impressed. "That sounds badas– I mean, cool."
