[Episode 123]
“Are you sure you ordered all of these?”
I stuck out my tongue at the many boxes and hangers that Scarlett had lined up. I ordered it, but it was because the quantity was larger than expected.
“And you ordered more of these too, right?”
Scarlett dragged a hanger along. These were the clothes worn by attendants. Although, to be precise, it belonged to Laurent and several other ladies-in-waiting and the escort knights escorting me.
It’s a similar design to what I usually wear, but I made it a little easier to move and made the design a little simpler.
At first glance, I don’t know the difference, but if you look closely, the details are slightly different.
“Laurent!”
“The lady who is the daughter of your head of the family.”
Laurent hurriedly changed his words while looking at Scarlett. As I looked, Laurent quietly rolled his eyes and cleared his throat.
“This is a gift.”
“…yes?”
When I pulled one of the clothes off the hanger and showed it to him, Laurent’s eyes widened to the size of a lantern.
“miss…?”
“I thought about what to give, but I thought it would be nice to give one piece of clothing and one accessory.”
In fact, since Mayla, I didn’t really want to trust maids, so I tried to keep my eyes off of Laurent.
Isn’t there such a relationship that is neither too close nor too uncomfortably far?
I thought I put up the wall like that, but before I knew it, Laurent had torn down all the walls and was by my side.
There’s no way Laurent wouldn’t have known that I was trying to keep my distance.
There was no way I could have thought that there would be a different mind when I held out the photo stone every time with my eyes twinkling like that.
“Lady…”
Laurent covered his mouth and cried.
‘Well, I received pocket money, but.’
I’m glad you liked it though.
“This is with Iona, Adam, and Easter, who escorted me the other day.”
Embarrassed, I hurriedly pushed the hanger all the way.
“Shall I bring you?”
“No no no. I’m going to go around giving gifts from now on, so Laurent will give them to me instead.”
There were already a lot of places to go today. It was a gift to those who have helped me so far.
And…
“Scarlett! Charney’s sister will be coming soon, and she’ll show you the greenhouse. You’re decorating there, okay?”
“Yes girl!”
At my words, Scarlett clenched her fists while lifting the slipped glasses with the back of her hand.
“Are you ready?”
“Sure, perfect.”
“Laurent!”
“It will arrive at your imperial patissier soon. Invitations are also perfectly prepared.”
“good!”
When I smiled broadly, Laurent smiled.
“Eiriyin!”
The door burst open and Charnett jumped in with her dress fluttering and hugged me tightly.
“Ah, it’s so hard to see your real face… I lacked you…”
“Uh huh…?”
Charnett rubbed her face on the nape of my neck and let out a deep sigh.
“I’m dying of boredom with Airi. I want to get rid of all the socialites.”
“why…?”
“It’s just annoying. I want to spend my time collecting your dolls.”
Charne muttered. I reached out and gently stroked Charnett’s hair.
“There are so many calls! I don’t want to go to so many places and sit there hahahaha.”
Conversation isn’t very interesting either, it’s like asking which youngshik is good or which boutique is famous.
Was Charnett originally this kind of personality? I think it was a little softer image than a bold one.
“Besides…”
Sharnet’s expression darkened slightly. She pursed her lips, then closed her mouth.
“Unni…?”
“uh? why?”
“What were you trying to say?”
“…never mind.”
Charne shook her head.
For some reason, her expression seemed very tired, so I wanted to talk more, but Charnett quickly turned to Scarlett.
It was such a quick move that I wondered if he had run away.
“Then I will prepare with Scarlett.”
“huh? Ah uh…! thank you.”
Scarlett hurriedly left the room with Sharnet with a brightly lit expression.
“What happened to Laurent Charnet sister?”
“Uh…well. Shall I ask you one more time?”
“To whom?”
“The maid in charge of Lady Charney! My name is Jesse, and I’m pretty close.”
“Then… can you ask me quietly? not today.”
“Yes, of course.”
Laurent said, holding the clothes I gave him as a gift.
The accessory was a ribbon made of silk, but Laurent kept fiddling with it to see if he liked it.
“Can I just change into this and come back?”
“of course!”
I smiled broadly and Laurent quickly disappeared. I looked at the room full of clothes and accessories and packed my things one by one.
‘If you hate birthday parties…’
It’s okay if the person you focus on isn’t your dad.
I wondered if we could celebrate Dad’s birthday by having a party with everyone.
‘My mother…’
Actually, it was a bit awkward to call her like this.
Calling someone I’d never seen as a mother, and still couldn’t believe that a mother really existed.
By the way…
‘Did my mother die on my birthday?’
It seems that Dad liked Mom more than he thought.
And usually in parenting novels, most of the father’s trauma is also connected to the mother.
‘It’s still a bit hard to believe that I’m my father’s real daughter.’
Actually, I found out that he was my real biological father, but nothing changed very much.
My dad looked a little flustered but still treated me kindly, and Callan and Cillian treated me as usual.
Thank you for that and thank you again.
‘Anyway, I hope Daddy doesn’t feel trauma.’
I took out several of the presents I had prepared and put them aside.
Then Laurent brought a yellow bag from somewhere and put my presents in the yellow bag and put it on my back.
‘yellow…?’
It looks like something with a chick drawn on it.
“You know that Laurent and I are ten years old, right?”
“yes!”
“You know that chicks aren’t a little bit, right?”
“Sure!”
Laurent answered quite enthusiastically, as if he had no hesitation.
“…then what is this?”
“It’s a yellow crow!”
“…Where is such a bird?”
When I said this with an absurd expression, Laurent quickly packed up his clothes and dragged the hanger out.
“Then I will share these clothes with the knights! I’ll see you right away when I get back!”
“…uh huh.”
thank you for that
click-!
I was staring blankly at Laurent, but Laurent quickly took a photo of me and quickly disappeared.
‘…It seems to be getting weaker and weaker.’
I thought, rolling my eyes lightly.
Looking at Laurent’s disappearance, I slowly picked up my things.
‘I have to go to Uncle Charniel and Aunt Nelia first.’
It’s because this damn chick… no, the chick bag pretending to be a crow was too small to pack all the stuff.
It was big enough to fill three or four trinkets, so I put in as many trinkets as I could.
‘Because there are too many things for Dad.’
I was thinking of putting them all in the greenhouse and delivering them.
“Let’s go!”
I hurriedly headed to Charniel’s office.
As I was moving my steps, a somewhat weary Cruneau etham was approaching from a distance.
‘Ah, Uncle Chuno’s too…’
Did you bring it?
I took off the bag, crouched down on the floor, and stirred the contents with my hand.
“there is!”
When I jumped up from my seat and shouted,
“…ugh.”
Then, as if he had found me, Chuneau Etham looked at me, stopped his steps, and frowned.
“uncle?”
“You…”
I tried to run away, but he quickly put out his palm and pretended to stop me.
“Don’t come!”
With a very tired face, Chuno Etham looked at me and frowned.
Looking closely, his body was slightly muddy, and bandages were wrapped around his fingers.
He even had a hammer in one hand.
I stood still and tilted my head.
“What are you doing uncle?”
“What are you doing… I took care of your accident!”
“huh?”
“I made a house for them!”
their home?
The moment I tilted my head, I saw tufts of hair on my uncle’s clothes.
“Ah, can’t you do it yourself…?”
I added, as if taken aback, and his eyes widened even more.
“How can I leave it to others! What if those fluffy things get hurt? And when I found out, they said that the owner makes these things himself and sticks to them well. It is said that it is not anxious when the owner’s scent is buried. And you have to pick out the food, you have to look at the straw level, and the cat likes heights, and you have to make things like that, do you know how much work it takes?”
Somehow, with an angry face and a low voice, all the words he spat out in rapid fire are embarrassing.
‘Maybe… my uncle… isn’t it that I wanted to raise a pet from before?’
Besides, I don’t think it’s just the smell.
I thought as I looked at the bandage on my finger that was smeared with a little red paint.
