“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?”

 

a knack for ruining a good mood. I tried to lift myself up, but the two girls were stuck to my shoulders,

 

have you been

 

the main character of this

 

bragging? Or are you saying that you can go anywhere

 

down at me,

 

stare at them like that. That was why

 

could feel poor Ari

understand

 

were playing here, too. Leah, did you say hello

 

cursed you a

 

“What?”

 

Izek, had already returned to his serious and

 

what did

 

the Princess and Young Lady were

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Right.”

 

be so

 

level as a six-year-old princess. As I was slowly trying to get up, Izek suddenly reached out

 

help me up? I was sure he felt generous because it was his birthday. As soon as I grabbed his hand, my

 

you do it one

Idk why she said this, doesn’t

 

“……”

 

sorry, I

 

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

 

thing was keeping up with Cesare, but I was wrong. Understanding my

 

it because of

 

give you the

 

that I had been

 

like taking

 

up all night to make it. I hope you like it. Happy birthday to you. I’m so

 

smiled

 

glanced

 

thumped

 

tear it, no, you can tear

 

his eyes again and faced my eyes. For some

 

exhausted? Don’t tell me it

 

swallowed dry

 

mouth began to twitch,

 

never, ever get into trouble

 

please don’t

 

don’t you say something

me, please. My arm

 

he finally moved

 

to embroider and the letter I wrote were

 

“It’s… “

 

a heartfelt apology

 

“Do you like it?”

 

say it was a heartfelt letter, but

 

said it was

 

wrote were pretty ambiguous, and he didn’t end up tearing it

so hard? The letter is going to

 

“Listen.”

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