Iris listened to Chaos talking about the past while translating the script written by Chaos. In no time Iris finished translating the script, while naming A as Bowza and B as Xihen.

"Hey, your handwriting is not bad, neat and tidy, much better than two years ago." Chaos snickered.

"Nonsense, don't look at who I am?" Iris said impatiently.

"Oh, I think you are forced by your mother so your handwriting becomes better now. I can already imagine you are beaten by your mother for not writing neatly enough, then you swear to Lilia that you will write neatly next time. But the result is not good enough and you are punished badly by Lilia again until you write neatly." Chaos described in detail what was on his mind, and then kept making fun of Iris.

"..." Iris was a bit speechless, her painful past was discovered by Chaos in a few words.

"Fuck!!! Get the hell out of here! Go to sleep now. I'm going to get some help to perfect the script."

Iris took the translated book and went to find her best friend, Violet.

"Miss, Her Highness is waiting for you in the hall and seems to have something important to tell you." The maid bowed and asked.

"Well, I know."

The maid bowed and retreated.

Violet put down the book in her hand and thought to herself, "Did Iris get into trouble again this time and run to find me for refuge?"

"What do you want from me, my princess?" Violet smiled slightly.

"Violet, be normal. We know each other so well that we don't have to care about so many matters of etiquette." Iris said.

"Hey hey." Violet laughed and sat beside Iris and said, "You always find me for bad things. Tell me what trouble you make this time."

"Hey hey hey, Violet, do I look like a person who is good at getting into trouble?" Iris pretended to look like a good boy.

"Of course!" Violet nodded full of confidence. “You are much more annoying than others, the princess. If you hadn't gotten into so much trouble two years ago, we wouldn't have met. Since then you will hide in my place every time you get into trouble, and I've been repeatedly chastised by my grandfather for helping you. This time no matter what kind of reason is you cannot hide in my place. Hurry back to find the queen, your punishment may be able to reduce a little."

"Oops, I'm definitely not in trouble this time. I promise." Iris said with conviction.

"That's what you said last time." Violet said, crossing her hands.

"I swear I'm definitely not in trouble this time ..." Iris said, ready to reach out and swear.

"That's what you said last time." Violet was suspicious to look at Iris. She knows about Iris well. Every time Iris has always swore that she was not in trouble and simply wanted to stay here for two days, but it turned out that Her Majesty came to pick up Iris herself, and she was punished by her grandfather for harboring Iris.

"This time it's not really about that. It's my aunt's birthday in two weeks. I heard from my mother that my aunt likes to watch stage plays, so I wanted to invite you to attend with me as a performer."

"Are you sure you're not in trouble this time?" Violet asked again just to be sure.

"Really no trouble. I just want you to perform the stage play with me for my aunt." Iris looked at her best friend with a genuine gaze.

"Well, all right. Do you have any script? If you don’t have any script, I can’t help you, not to mention improvisation." Violet said full of confidence. In the past, Iris ever lied to her. At that time, there was no rehearsal or script. Violet was completely in the awkward dance, so embarrassing.

"There's a script and there's rehearsal. It's definitely not going to be like last time." Iris handed the translated script to Violet.

When Violet held the script and looked at it slight, she found that it wasn’t the script at all. On the contrary, it was just a content of a story."Iris, you call this a script?" Violet questioned, holding the so-called "script" in her hand.

"Isn't it?" Iris asked in return. Dumbfounded, she looked at her friend, then said with confidence, "Yes! This is the script."

Violet covered her face with her hand and then slowly dropped it, looking at Iris helplessly.

"A script should contain conflict, character language, stage directions, blank shots, fade out, fade in, off-camera voice, launch titles, overlapping images, and a host of other elements. This is completely a story, at best, the general content of the stage play. Am I supposed to improvise again during rehearsals?"

"It's not impossible?" Iris replied calmly.

"Oh my god? I ...I." For a while Violet didn't know how to reply

"Forget it, Iris, you can come back in a couple of days. I'll help you perfect this script of yours. You can find some actors and arrange some stages. If you don't know how to do it, go to find your head maid Candace. I'm sure Candace will understand."

Iris nodded frostily, and then left the chancellor's house.

Violet looked at the story and felt it was quite original, then named the script "How a mediocre actress became the queen of a country".

Looking at the name, Violet nodded her head in satisfaction. Returning to her study, she began to adapt it into a stage play script according to the story line Iris had written.

After Iris left the Chancellor's residence, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and the joy in her heart could no longer be contained.

"Hey, hey, I knew Violet would help me."

Iris, of course, knew that it wasn't a script, after all, how could it be considered a script when there weren't even any lines? At best, it's a story.

Violet was a talented girl at the Red Moon Magic Academy, and had been reading extensively since she was a child. But Iris was still looking for the foods in the trash when she was a child.

After returning to the castle, Iris called Candace, the head maid.

"Your Highness, what is the matter?" Candace curtsied toward Iris.

"It's my aunt's birthday in two weeks, so I want you to help me set the stage, and the items needed will have to wait for Violet to finish the script." Iris said.

"Yes, Your Highness." Candace replied.

"By the way, there is one more thing. Candace, you are good at acting, so come and be my stage actress." Iris touched her chin and looked at Candace with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Huh?" Candace opened her eyes, full of shock: "No, no, Your Highness, you overestimate me much."

"Eh, no, you are good at acting! When I first came here, you and my mother had fooled me. Candace, I still remember your superb acting skills now." Iris looked at Candace with a bright smile on her face.

"Don't! Your Highness, at that time it was the will of Her Majesty. It has nothing to do with me. I am just an insignificant maid."

"I am the princess. I have the right to choose everything. If you dare to refuse again, you should be punished~" Iris's face carried with a hint of mischievous smile, which is more and more similar to her mother.

"Yes, Your Highness." Candace had to agree under Iris's compulsion.

"I'm going to Mother's place. Wait for my notice."

"Goodbye, Your Highness."

Iris is very happy, because she doesn’t worry about the script, and she has taken the opportunity to revenge against Candace. In the next two days Iris only needs to wait in the Sleepless Temple, in other words, these two days she can give herself a holiday to be pleasure.