“Of course not. It’s just that I’m a little late because of something. Who did the Princess come with?”

 

“I’m here with my nanny. My mother doesn’t come to places like this often.”

 

I see. It was understandable. The Omerta siblings were descendants of the king, not the slave queen.

 

In any case, the king seemed to care about his nephew, the personality wrecker, considering the fact that the little princess was present. Next to Ari was another girl about the same age as her.

 

She was as cute as a doll with beautiful blonde hair and sparkling emerald eyes.

 

The girl spoke up first, just as I was about to say, “My Lady’s husband is a Paladin.”

 

“Yes, little one.”

 

“My brother is Paladin, too.”

 

“Oh, I see. Do you think I know him?”

 

“Maybe. My brother is pretty famous, too. His face is pretty, but mouth is very dirty. My mother said he probably swallowed gutter water.”

 

Wait, why did it feel like I knew who it was? Come to think of it, the color of her hair and eyes were familiar. And the way she spoke…

 

“Can we drink that, too?”

 

“Oh, no, no. Instead, you can choose the juice here.”

“Your husband used to give me a ride on his shoulders.”

 

Really? Izek? Really? No way.

 

Besides, if he was that kind, why would Ari be so scared of him?

 

The girl poked out her tongue cutely at my look full of doubt.

 

“My brother forced him to do so, but still.”

That’s right. There’s no way that cold-blooded man can have such a caring side.

 

“But, my Lady, Ari said you allowed her to touch your hair. Was she serious?”

 

“I was serious! But not now. We can’t do it here.”

 

“Why not now?”

 

“People are looking, Leah.”

 

“I want to touch it now.”

 

In contrast to Ari, who was quite shy, Sir Ivan’s sister was a bold tomboy. Was this the power of blood or the power of the environment she grew up in? Anyway, they were both really cute. I hope they grew up unhurt.

 

“I don’t care if you touched my hair now. So what if others see?”

 

“That’s right, why can’t others see it?”

 

As I sat on the stairs behind me with a smile, Leah approached me and reached out as if she had been waiting.

 

Ari also hesitated and began to stroke my hair. Their fingers ran through the strands of my hair, twisting and twirling.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

have a knack for ruining a good mood. I tried to lift myself up, but the two girls

 

have you

 

roaming. I’m the main

 

is this answer? Are you bragging? Or are you saying that you can

 

and looked down at me, but soon shifted his eyes to

 

them like that. That

 

could feel

okay, I understand

 

here, too.

 

you

 

“What?”

 

followed Izek, had already returned

 

what did

 

and Young

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Right.”

 

so serious about

 

being at the same level as a six-year-old

 

because it was his birthday. As soon as I grabbed

 

it one

said this, doesn’t

 

“……”

 

I won’t bother

 

let me off. He stared intently at me again, his eyes gleaming as sadly as

 

keeping up with Cesare, but I was wrong. Understanding my husband’s

 

it

 

I’ll give you the birthday

 

I searched through the silk pouch that I had been holding, he blinked as if he had been waiting.

 

one side of the hall, I didn’t feel like taking out my gifts, but there was nothing I could do. What could I possibly do

 

hope you like it. Happy birthday to you. I’m so glad you

 

not, I smiled widely as I held out his present

 

be exact, he glanced at the handkerchief with sunflower embroidered

 

thumped loudly

 

you can tear it, just put an end

 

eyes again and faced my eyes. For some reason, his face had mixed emotions like the one

 

Don’t tell me it was too

 

I swallowed dry

 

corners of my mouth began to twitch, but I

 

never, ever get

 

please don’t hate

 

say something

for me, please.

 

he finally moved his

 

to embroider and the letter I wrote were lying

 

“It’s… “

 

it’s a heartfelt

 

“Do you like it?”

 

it was a heartfelt letter,

 

it was a letter of

 

completely wrong, since the words I wrote were pretty ambiguous, and he didn’t end up tearing it

but why are you clutching it so hard? The letter

 

“Listen.”

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