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sister, but she was only guilty conscious and looked down. She did not think about something that would make the lives of the family easier. But Heera did not blame her. Medea would become queen and her parents will get a good life and Elena will get a secured future. Heera thought only of the Plan B, if the prince should be too stupid to make the right choice.
    Lean looked at his mother and father before he replied, "Then are you like me. Your family will get not only a horse, but also a cow. "
    With a cow, they would always have milk and could even make cheese and curd. In particular, the mother would be happy about a lot. Heera was unable to smile, unlike the prince she hated. He was probably a show-offs and good-for-nothing, but at least he seemed to have a good core.
    "I thank you from my heart," she said honestly. The thought of how her parents would get the animals handed, leaving behind a huge grin on her face.
    If girls are to fight and plunder the Prince,
    so is the battle for the crown opened.

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    L ean walked across the room, which was separated by a partition from the ballroom. Here waited the gifts his chosen had desired of him. To get the jewellery and the clothes had been the easiest. More difficult was the Unicorn, the flying dog and the talking cat. In the next room already rang the sounds of the musicians who grossed up for the Inaugural Ball. Food and drinks were served and the last servants performed their duties.
    Amphion stood beside the prince and inspected his work. "You have to admit, with the unicorn I have achieved a masterpiece” he praised itself. The mythical animal had previously been an ordinary white mole, but the magician had managed to let him grow a horn within a few seconds.
    "A unicorn is not more useful than an ordinary horse" Lean countered blankly. He let his hands glide through a chest of gold that a candidate had wished. "Pearls, precious stones, gold and rich fabrics, that's all what the girls are interested in. They are not here for me, but for the riches. "
    "That's not true", his friend disagreed with him. "What was the name of the little redhead?"
    "Erina" Lean immediately replied and looked curiously at his friend. She too, had remained in my memory. She had something magical in herself.
    "She has nothing more desirable than a meeting with you. If that's not sincere interest, I do not know, "Amphion defended the girl.
    "Perhaps just tactics", thought the Prince and began to stroke the dog behind his ears, and this upset the brown wings of a proposed engagement. What will the girls do with flying dogs or unicorns, if Lean sent back home? then they could not feed their families also. It was a mere nonsense and stupid!
    "I do not believe! The girl was so excited to have you alone, to that you have hardly brought out a word. Perhaps you will be doing them an injustice. Most of them know about you any more than you about them. "
    Lean lifted the cage with the lark. "The two sisters seem to be honest to me."
    “To be honest they may be, but the older of the two does not seem to have an interest in you to have your crown", countered Amphion.
    Lean glared at him belligerently. "At least she does not play with me. In your place I would have liked to have one of them who would be useful in their place. "
    "Give it to her at least if you have just chosen to annoy your mother."
    Lean could not hide a grin and shrugged. "May be, Did you see how pale she became, when I asked Heera when we could get drunk together? "
    Amphion also had to smile at the memory. He knew only too well how much the Prince drove his mother to anger. Few things gave him more pleasure. "I do not begrudge you your fun, but you should not forget that it comes to find the woman who will last a lifetime at your side. You really want to select a rude girl with no manners, only to upset your mother? Dispute would be pre-programmed. "
    Lean was annoyed and groaned. "Boring", he moved to Amphion. "Who says that one of the