For My Husband's New Wife - Chapter 4
At first, I thought of returning the book borrowed from the boy through a servant.
Not only do we not know when we will meet again, but it is also because I am afraid to be reunited with the boy.
My house and the Duke of Edenbair’s were about four hours away by carriage, so I did not have to worry about damaging the book if I sent the servant myself.
So, the day before the return date, I thought hard all day.
‘What kind of gift would be good?’
A son of a great duke’s family has to receive something valuable to consider it as a gift.
After much deliberation, the gift I chose was a cute butter cookie baked by my nanny.
No matter how much I think about it, there is no gift as valuable as cookies, and my nanny’s cooking skills are the best.
The prepackaged butter cookies looked so pretty.
“We will come back after spending the night, so pack all Anita’s needs.”
“Yes, Master.”
We again visited the residence of the Duke of Edenbair.
The circumstances of the adults are unknown. However, I found out that my father worked hard for today.
‘I think it’s important.’
Thinking that I should go and meet those children again, my head ached and a long sigh came out. I should never come out of the room again.
My father asked when he found the book I had been keeping secret,
“What is that book?”
“I borrowed it from Edenbair’s library last time.”
“What?”
My father, who was holding the book, scolded me with a stern face.
“You must borrow something with permission, Anita. Understand? You shouldn’t bring it carelessly again.”
But I got permission……
However, I was afraid that if I revealed the boy’s name, my father would go and ask him in person. Anita was determined to hide her meeting with Lancelot.
“Yes, I’m sorry.”
The carriage drove for four hours.
Since we departed as soon as the sun rose, we were able to arrive at the Edenbair duchy before noon.
“Greetings, Your Highness the Duke of Edenbair.”
A gentleman as tall as her father sat with his knees bent to fit Anita’s eyes.
The same blue eyes as Lancelot, the same blonde hair as Lancelot.
Anita recalled the words of her nanny just before she left the mansion.
“His Highness the Duke of Edenbair is the nephew of the previous king, Schwerik II, and a cousin of the current King. He is a very high man, so please be polite.”
The King’s cousin.
Realizing his high position, Anita greeted with a trembling voice.
“Hello, Your Highness. This is Anita Völlen.”
A large hand reached out and took Anita’s.
A hand that felt as warm as his father’s. Anita looked up at the Duke with curious eyes.
I thought the boy’s father was as cold as him.
“You have the same eyes as your father, Anita. Nice to meet you. Have a good time in Edenbair.”
After the greeting, I scanned the first floor of the duke’s mansion, which I had become a little accustomed to, carrying a heavy book and a box of cookies.
The mansion was quiet. I thought something was strange.
“Father, I can’t see my friends.”
My father whispered to me as he followed the Duke of Edenbair up the stairs.
“Today, there is only Young Master Edenbair your age in this place. Father is busy, so please go and have a look at the garden.”
I don’t need to meet those children!
“Yes!”
Anita nodded excitedly. She searched all over the place to find Lancelot.
And when she finally found Lancelot sitting in a chair and reading, a strange blonde girl was also with him.
‘……who is she?’
Memories of that day flashed through Anita’s mind, who stood blankly.
‘Maybe one of those children back then?’
Anita’s complexion turned blue.
Without even making eye contact with the girl, she approached him and placed the book and a box of cookies on the table with the intention to leave immediately.
“Hey, this is the book I borrowed last time……”
“Who are you?”
However, even that was delayed by the girl who suddenly raised her head.
With blonde hair slightly whiter than Lancelot’s, cute eyes, and a doll-like round face with solid features.
Not as pretty as Lancelot, but she was comparable to him.
“You are so pretty.”
It was not Anita’s admiration.
The girl spoke with sparkling eyes to her.
“You really are pretty. The prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.”
“Me?”
Not you?
“Yes, what’s your name?”
I……
I couldn’t open my mouth.
At some point, Anita became afraid to reveal her name. Exactly since she experienced the incident a week ago.
What if this girl calls me a mongrel?
What if I can’t say anything again and get stiff like a fool?
“Hurry up!”
“A-Anita Völlen.”
The girl smiled and said with a confident face, “I am Claunia Hausse, the niece of Uncle Edenbair.”
“Uncle Edenbair’s niece?”
So what does it mean?
“It means she is my cousin,” said Lancelot.
tsk. He clicked his tongue lightly and raised his head.
“Don’t hang out with that fool or you will become even dumber.”
Who is the fool?
‘Maybe, me?’
Anita was deeply shocked.
It was the first time in my life that I have been called a fool. My nanny complimented me every day that if I was taught one thing, I would understand two things. Was it all a lie?
Anita later came to her senses and cleared her throat.
“Hello, Lancelot Edenbair.”
The boy glanced at her and turned to the book he was reading again.
“Book.”
“I brought it here. And this……”
whoo. Taking a long breath, she held out the box of cookies she had brought to Lancelot.
“Thank you for lending me the book.”
“Leave it there.”
Won’t you eat it?
Of course, you don’t have to eat it right away, but…… Anita put down the box with regret.
“Do you know how to speak? I thought you were mute.”
Claunia, who had suddenly appeared again, sneered at Lancelot.
When he didn’t respond, she got flustered and patted him on the shoulder.
“I’m kidding. That means you didn’t open your mouth too much. You ignored what I said nine out of ten times.”
“Don’t make noise in my bedroom and get lost.”
At Lancelot’s complaint, I raised my head slightly and looked around the room.
‘It was a room attached to Lancelot’s bedroom.’
It was a room as warm and comfortable as mine.
“Look at that. All he can say is get lost, get lost, it’s noisy!”
“Hin Arlowe.”
“What did you just say?”
“It means to get lost. Get lost.”
“Speak in your mother tongue! Are you mocking me because I’m a fool?”
“You know yourself very well.”
Claunia, who was arguing, grabbed Anita’s hand and pulled her to sit on the sofa next to her.
As if she had found a worthy ally, she embraced Anita’s arm with her eyes full of enthusiasm.
“It’s okay, Anita. Don’t listen to him. We can be ignorant. My grandma said pretty kids can be ignorant.”
It was the first time a child of her age hugged her arm, so her upper body froze with tension.
“As long as we have a good heart and make good friends, we will be happy even if we are ignorant. Lancelot will be unhappy because he has a dirty heart and has no friends.”
Is it okay to say that to her relatives? Contrary to Anita’s concerns, it seemed like Lancelot wasn’t even listening at all.
“Anita, you are pretty and I can tell that you are kind just by looking at you, so you must have a lot of friends, right?”
Friend.
“Your father is a mongrel without dignity, honor, and fundamentals. It is clear that the daughter of a mongrel is also a mongrel, so it’s right to keep a distance from someone like you so as not to be tainted. Do you understand now?”
Why did the girl’s voice come to mind?
Anita’s eyes began to turn red.
“Huh?”
Claunia, who was surprised, stood up and made a fuss.
“What, what, what, what did I do wrong?”
No, you did nothing wrong with me.
Oh no. My mouth couldn’t open, so I shook my head, holding back the tears that were about to come out with all my might.
“I don’t know what the problem is, but I’m really, really, really sorry! I won’t do that again!”
No, I shouldn’t have made her apologize.
Anita struggled to open her tightly closed lips.
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