I followed the sound of the shouting and crossed the fence before I reached in the garden full of roses where a little girls as shouting at the small girl who was crying.
The girl who was crying seemed like she was a noble girl of around ten or eleven years old, while the other girl was unmistakably the Imperial Princess Colette Vanesa Jun Marismus.
"You always cry like this! And you think you can compare to me?" Colette spoke in a haughty tone while the girl who stood in front of her trembled.
She had long strawberry blonde hair and seemed as if she would faint any moment with the amount of humiliation that she was facing at the moment.
"Poor thing," I mumbled, "An apple doesn't fall far from the tree, huh."
I couldn't help but feel slightly irked as I could see the Queen's genes clearly working in front of me in her miniature version.
"B-But I never-"
