Chapter 50. My brother’s mother is scared2020.07.25.
I broke out in a cold sweat. Duke Donovan’s gaze upon my face was unbearably burdensome.
“Starting today, I will help attend the founding banquet and take charge of Your Majesty’s education.”
“yes.”
“It may be difficult, but I hope you follow along well.”
“Yes…”
Maybe I’m doing well with my answer right now because of my nervousness. He just nodded his head vigorously.
‘…how did this happen?’
My memory goes back to a conversation in the emperor’s office a few days ago. When I heard the news that I would be attending the founding banquet, it was none other than my father who was excited.
“The one who stands out more than anyone else at the founding banquet should be my daughter.”
“That’s a bit…”
I carefully rebelled, but my opinion was not converged. Rather, he sent a word to Gustav and Lisandro.
“you’re right. In any case, isn’t His Majesty’s first debut in the social world? An impressive first appearance is important.”
“I can’t even imagine how cute you are.”
Dad solemnly nodded with a serious face he hadn’t shown even during the meeting.
“okay. Mabel will stand out, but it has to shine more.”
As the subject of the conversation, I had no room to intervene. I listened to the thrilling conversation of the three men while messing around with the macarons. Gustav nodded and let go of the rhyme.
“Then, wouldn’t the dress and accessories be important?”
“I guess so. hmm. Do you guys know of a dressing room that is popular among young girls these days?”
At Dad’s question, Gustav and Lisandro shut their mouths like clams, as if they had promised.
“Are you ignoring my question now?”
Gustav and Lisandro hurriedly shook their heads at their father’s cold rebuke.
“A dressing room that is popular among young girls…”
“How can we know…”
The atmosphere became gloomy. I shook my head watching the march of such idiots. Dad, who frowned as if he didn’t like it, made a decision.
“…I’ll just leave it to Madame Loupe.”
“yes.”
“It would be nice.”
That’s how I thought my role as chaperone was entrusted to Madame Lupe, or nanny.
“I’m sorry, Your Majesty. Because I caught a cold, I can’t take care of Your Majesty…” The position
was left vacant because the nanny became ill. Dad said he would find the vacancy on his own.
‘But I didn’t know it was Daddy’s ex-wife!’
Coming out of the flashback, I slightly raised my gaze, and as soon as my eyes met Duke Donovan’s, I hurriedly lowered my head.
‘…it’s scary.’
A cold expression without a hint of laughter. Green eyes that have sunk coldly.
‘Someone like a documentary…’
Why did my dad entrust me to Duke Donovan? Duke Donovan was an overbearing man in his own right. Adding to that was my relationship with her. The daughter of her husband, the emperor, who divorced her and remarried another woman. Of course, it couldn’t look pretty. In addition, I even pushed out Oscar, who was originally a strong candidate for the next successor to the throne, and took the throne. How much would you hate to see? Duke Donovan asked me in an awkward tone.
“Have you ever been trained in imperial court etiquette?”
“Nope.”
Dad asked what kind of etiquette the little baby was, and he didn’t even decide on a etiquette teacher. It’s enough to learn at the age of seven or something. So I roughly followed what others did and learned etiquette by eye.
“Then, did you receive dance training?”
“Oh no…”
“What study are you learning right now?”
“Up.”
A moment of silence passed.
“okay. All right.”
It was more frightening because it was a calm reaction.
‘Even if I think about it, I don’t learn anything compared to the position of emperor.’
Duke Donovan was so interested in education that he was in charge of educating the heir when Oscar was influential as the next emperor. How pathetic I look in her eyes. I got nervous and wiggled my fingers.
“What is your schedule for tomorrow?”
“The schedule is… unscheduled.”
Coincidentally, tomorrow was the day when there was no regular meeting. Speaking of schedules, all I did was show my face at regular meetings and take pictures of the seal.
“Then, how are you going to visit some of the dressing rooms on Ricavelli Street tomorrow?”
“Ricaveli? Can I leave?”
I asked with my eyes wide open. Ricavelli was a high-end store block where aristocrats used to shop. Until now, the clothes I would wear were made by a designer outside the imperial palace, taking measurements, consulting with a nanny, and sending the clothes later. I wasn’t a special case, but it was common for the imperial family and nobles to call people without walking directly. Money will rot anyway, so there is no need to go back and forth to the store.
“It would be convenient to call a designer, but it is difficult to see multiple designs. I think it would be good to go and visit the various boutiques, what do you think?”
“Should I say that my father is good?”
“I will speak to His Majesty the Situation.”
“Then Joey.”
As I hesitated to answer Duke Donovan’s question, the interview was over before I knew it. As we left the throne room together, Lisandro, who was leaning against the wall, waved.
“oh! The combination of my little majesty and my sister is fresh, isn’t it?”
“Don’t be frivolous, Lit.”
“yes yes.”
While answering that, Lisandro did not stop being playful.
“Your Majesty, did your sister bully you by any chance? My sister is a very scary person.”
“Yes?”
It was scary, of course, but it didn’t bother me. Rather, Duke Donovan didn’t ignore me for a long time and treated me properly as emperor.
‘Other servants were just cute.’
“are you okay. Your Majesty is not the only one afraid of you. Even if it’s just Oscar, when I see my sister, the blood on my face goes away-.”
“Lisandro Donovan.”
Duke Donovan cut off Lisandro without mercy. Lisandro met her eyes, smiled awkwardly and looked away.
“okay okay.”
“Someday that light attitude will catch you off guard.”
“I understand, so he curses again…”
Duke Donovan looked down at me, looking away from the grunting Lisandro.
“Then, I will come to my hometown tomorrow to meet His Majesty the Emperor.”
“yes.”
I secretly wiped my heart as I watched Duke Donovan’s back as he turned and walked away.
‘What about tomorrow?’
I’m not alone in worrying about it.
***
Oscar took a light leap and lowered his sword. visor-! Aidan lightly blocked the attack.
gigg. The interlocking blades made an unpleasant sound, and then Oscar’s sword flew off and stuck to the ground.
“…I lost again.”
With this, 978 matches and 978 losses. Since the first day they met, he impulsively applied for sparring, Oscar had never won a victory against Aidan. It was the same even though his skills improved by leaps and bounds. Aidan replied indifferently.
“Okay. Because I am strong.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t comfort you at all.”
Oscar sighed and picked up the fallen sword. Three years was enough time to feel intimacy with someone you didn’t like. At one point, Oscar and Aidan became mates in swordsmanship, often training together. Since Enrique and other younger siblings were banned from entering the imperial castle, he had no suitable opponents for sparring, so he was even more unrestrained. After first learning of Devlin’s existence as a demon, Oscar was wary of him. How can you have friendly feelings for a dog in an enemy country that is said to be killing people? However, Aidan, whom he met directly, was a better person than he thought. There were many suspicious corners in many ways, but I didn’t think I was on Devlin’s side.
‘I still don’t like being around Mabel.’
As an older brother, it was natural. However, given Mabel’s decision to keep Aidan by her side, Oscar had no intention of getting involved.
‘I’ll be in the way, but.’
so as not to get too close.
“Okay, let’s do one more sparring.”
Oscar set himself up again. This time, a faint aura pervaded Oscar’s entire blade. He intended to raise his swordsmanship and deal with him with sincerity. He naturally assumed that Aidan would respond to his sparring. But the boy was unmoved.
“…?”
Aidan’s gaze was over Oscar’s shoulder. Oscar followed his gaze, turned his head, and felt a sign of him getting closer and closer. Zap Zap Zap. ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah It was obvious whose footsteps it was. And more than ten escorts following him. The presence of the knights lurking in the darkness was at a level that could not be felt without paying close attention. Before long, a small light pink creature appeared at the entrance of the gymnasium. snooping. The small child, who was looking around the extension, soon found a familiar face and smiled brightly.
“Oscar!”
The dodo was very uneasy about the appearance of running, so Oscar took a step closer and lifted Mabel up. Mabel, who was noticing, carefully grabbed Oscar’s hem.
“Are you in training? Shall I go back?”
“no. it’s over.”
Oscar smiled warmly as if nothing had happened. It’s been a long time since I threw the black I was holding onto the floor saying I would fight Aidan. Several knights who were training nearby flinched at Oscar’s laughter.
‘I can’t get used to it every time I see it…’
‘His Highness is the only person who smiles.’
‘His Majesty the Emperor!’
Oscar is a gentle and affectionate older brother to Mabel. However, his external image was actually a calm and callous prince in everything. If you evaluated it well, it was like that, and if you put it badly, it meant that your personality was dirty. The knights who were looking at the imperial siblings, glancing at the strange sight, hurriedly rolled their eyes at Oscar’s cold gaze, which was still looking at them.
“Oscar. what bar?”
“Yes. Because bugs are flying around.”
“Uh worms?”
The knights who had been training all of a sudden turned into bugs.
“There are a lot of bugs here, so let’s go back to our room, Mabel.”
“Joe.”
Ignoring the knights’ stares filled with resentment, Oscar returned to the room with Mabel in his arms. Aidan was also with him. Oscar, who sat Mabel on the couch, turned around.
“Stop going, Aidan.”
Aidan nodded and began to walk away. But I couldn’t.
“Go eat some sweets.”
“no. it’s okay.”
“Let’s enjoy Aidan’s snacks. Sit down quickly.”
Gearco Mabel sat Aidan right next to him. Oscar, watching the scene, was displeased.
‘That son of Aidan won’t even eat sweets.’
Eating a large chocolate-studded cookie in front of Mabel made me tearful.
“yes. Aidan likes sweets the most. Now, eat this too.”
As if courting Oscar, he pushed the cake bowl in front of Aidan as well. Oscar saw Aidan’s brow furrow slightly.
“…”
“Why? Don’t you want to eat?”
“no.”
Mabel put her chin on her chin and admired the two boys who were on good terms (?). But that’s for a while.
“…ah!”
I was distracted elsewhere and forgot the business of visiting Oscar. It was only then that Mabel remembered her purpose and put down the cookie she was eating.
“why?”
“It’s a big deal, Oscar. how about me?”
Seeing Mabel’s frightened expression, Oscar became serious as well.
“What is it?”
“I’m going to go out of the imperial castle tomorrow.”
Oscar’s eyes widened in amazement.
‘outing? Mabel?’
He couldn’t help but accompany him in that amazing event.
“I’ll go with you too.”
“Duke Donovan and values.”
“Have a good day, Mabel.”
“…”
The change of attitude was swift. With a face that showed no sign of regret, Oscar even shook his hand. Mabel narrowed her eyes and stared at Oscar. In the end, it was the powerless older brother who surrendered first.
“…You know Mabel. What makes my mother difficult.”
“Arabic.”
“Then can you please look at it?”
“I’m not asking for value, Babu.”
“then?”
“Would you mind telling me about Duke Donovan?”
Even though it was difficult, Oscar was Duke Donovan’s biological son anyway. In addition, he was also a powerful heir to inherit the next ducal throne. I always stopped by the Donovan family for a meal every few weeks, so I figured I might have some helpful information. Oscar nodded, relieved that he didn’t have to go with them.
“It is not difficult. What do you want to know?”
“Ugh. It’s something to be proud of and a thing to do.”
“It’s hard to answer because I’m not a person whose likes and dislikes are clearly revealed. I don’t know what you like… but I know what you don’t like.”
“How far?”
As Mabel tilted her head, Oscar replied with a deliberately determined expression.
“ignoramus.”
“… open.”
Mabel opened her mouth. The conversation I had with Duke Donovan earlier passed by like a panorama.
“Have you ever been trained in imperial court etiquette?”
“Nope.”
“Then, did you receive dance training?”
“Oh no…”
“What study are you learning right now?”
“Up.”
Mabel grabbed both cheeks and screamed.
‘That’s me!’
What should I do? I must have been branded as a child I absolutely hate!
