ââ¦Another piece of ironâ¦?â
When I saw the opened gift, I put on a puzzled expression.
What Sian gave me was nothing but a small lump of iron.
âCome to think of it, he said heâd give me one every time we met.â
âAre you disappointed?â
âN-No. Itâs the first gift you gave me, so I canâtâ¦â
I couldnât speak.
Sensing that I had failed in managing my expression, I decided to be honest.
âMm.â
âCanât you tell if you combine these two?â
âMm.â
âI think you need to study.â
â¦Am I being pointed out?
âBy the way, do you always have escorts whenever you move?â
âBecause Iâm a princess.â
I needed to study, he said. Iâm still 5 years old, though?
I was getting upset for no reason, so I was just staring at the nasty piece of iron.
Seeing me like that, Sian, who laughed as if he was having fun, changed the topic.
âAre the guards strong enough? Looking at the number of people, I think you need to strengthen it a little.â
âTheyâre from Vallois.â
âBut itâs better to be safe. Next time, add three escorts.â
Quiet.
He glanced around as if seeking some advice, then let out a sigh.
âAnd why donât you practice swordsmanship or magic? What if an assassin appears while youâre walking around like butterfingers as usual?â
(based on google: butterfingers. / (ËbÊtÉËfɪÅÉ¡Éz) / noun. (functioning as singular) informal a person who drops things inadvertently or fails to catch things.)
ââ¦When did I everâ¦!â
Sian stopped talking at once.
âAh, Iâd rather secretly follow her around.â
Touching his forehead with his hand, he was lost in his own talk.
âThen I should be able to knock out the assassins beforehand. The castle itself is safe, so itâs mainly where Billie is aloneâ¦ââ
â⦠Why does he look like a different person after becoming a servant?â
I waved my palms in front of his face to see whether he went crazy.
âYou seem to not know nothing, but the Vallois knights are much stronger than you, you know?â
âHmm.â
Sian paused for a moment.
Then he made eye contact with me and smiled.
âIâm not sure.â
***
âMiss Baby.â
It was then.
I waved my hand without looking at the useless voice that appeared out of nowhere.
âGo away.â
âYes? But His Grace told him not to stick around you, thoughâ
As Agasa, who had seen us from afar, approached, Sian bowed his head toward him.
He probably thought that since he was now a servant of Vallois, he had to be polite.
It was then.
ââ¦â
Sian, who had been quiet, suddenly became downcast like a frightened puppy.
And then, hesitantly, he hid behind my back!
â?â
I looked up.
Agasa approached at some point and was glaring at Sian as if he would kill him.
âAga!â
âWhy.â
âWhy are you doing this to a kid who has done nothing wrong! He said he was going to the annex, so I decided to drop him off!â
I yelled out loud, yet Agasa was not a man to be frightened by such words.
âTo think that the Princess is looking after a servant. Are those words, or a fart?â
âWhat. You said my words were a fart?â
âNo. Iâm asking if itâs a fart or words.â
âA horse, itâs a horse! Aã ¡neeeiiiiighã ¡horse! Is it so hard for you to say something nicely?â
(so hard to be understood but âhorseâ and âwordâ are both ë§ in korean)
I donât like it anyway.
As I hid Sian behind my back and fired the flounder eyes, Agasa let out a weary sigh.
âThatâs not the problem. Look behind my shoulders.â
He didnât seem to want to drag things out.
He pointed to his right shoulder, so my eyes naturally went there.
Over the shoulder.
Violet eyes were shining in the window of the main castle far away.
Shiverã ¡
ââ¦Is that Dad?â
âI came by His Graceâs order. If you donât do me a favor, I will die. Look at those fierce eyes.â
I nodded and only then did I understand Agasaâs determination.
However.
âDoes that mean Dad has been watching me all along?â
â¦He was preying onto me?!
ââ¦I didnât even hold his hand like Dad said⦠⦠.â
Looking at the watchful eyes shining brightly in the dark, a rebellious spirit was born in my heart.
I had no intention of giving up my only friend.
ââ¦Agasa. Get out of the way.â
âMiss Baby.â
I pushed Agasa, who was pleading, away.
And I stood proudly, facing Dadâs gaze.
[I didnât hold his hand.]
Tinglingã ¡
Letâs send telepathy by giving him the power of all my might.
ââ¦?â
The pupils in the windows on the 7th floor flinched.
He raised one eyebrow as if he was surprised by my attack.
Dad leaned toward the window.
[Stay away, Billie.]
Tinglingã ¡
[Donât wannaaaaa.]
Tinglingã ¡
[Listen to Daddy.]
âMiss Baby?â
âWait.â
Tinglingã ¡
Tinglingã ¡
Intense eye fight that sparked.
ââ¦As expected, the head of Vallois.â
Iâm not one to back down with the eyes of a 5-year-old.
â⦠Itâs like seeing a lesser black panther and an adult black panther. If the two of you are solving it, can I go alone?â
âNo, you follow me. I need to meet him in person.â
As a last resort, I clenched my fists and walked into the castle.
âYes? Donât do that, please save meâ¦â
Bang!
Let me appear in the office with a merciless sound announcing the beginning of war.
âDad.â
Maybe he was waiting for me when he returned to his office desk.
Dad, who was sitting in a lofty posture, slowly opened his eyes.
âBillie.â
âThis Agasa wonât be involved.â
Agasa, who followed me, was crushed in a corner.
It was the same with Sian.
âWe didnât even hold hands, yet you tried to drop us. This is ridiculous.â
âYou seem to have been protective since that slave became a servant.â
He clasped his hands together and rested them on his chin.
âIs it the dignity of the Princess you said to just take the servant away?â
Fieryã ¡
How can you only say the right things?
I, who flinched, responded.
âIf I canât be kind to servants in order to keep my dignity, why would there be a noblesse oblige?â
âWhoa. You know those words?â
Agasa and Sian, who had been watching, widened their eyes as if they were surprised.
âA noblesse oblige has already been given to that slave.â
âWhy is Dad interfering with my generosity?â
I growled and glared at Dad with evil eyes.
ââ¦â
It was then.
The corners of his lips twitched as if it was making a noise.
â?â
After grasping the situation, he seemed to be hastily trying to remain expressionless.
ââ¦Thatâs why I donât want to talk directlyâ¦â
For some reason, he was holding back a laugh as if my bewildered expression was cute.
Did he change his plans?
The gaze of Dad, who was aiming for the prey, returned to Sian.
âSlave.â
âUgh. Is there anything like venting on a servant in a noble fight!â
âWhoa. Where else did you learn that word?â
The moment Agasa, who was chewing on the snack in his pocket, reacted, I quickly hid Sian behind my back.
ââ¦â
Poor Sian blinked his innocent eyes in slight surprise.
âBillishia.â
âWe didnât stick around all day, we only walked together for about 10 minutes, you canât even see that?â
ââ¦Damn it. Agasa.â
The last target of Dadâs anger at my words was Agasa.
âMiss Baby. Hide me too.â
âAgasa is bigger than me, so I canât hide you behind my back.â
âSuch discrimination!â
Agasa, who was having fun watching, had to shudder in the end, receiving Dadâs gaze.
Whew. That burn.
âDad. What if you look at innocent people so terribly just because you canât communicate with me?â
In the end, I, who defended even Agasa, shouted.
It was then.
As if he had reached his limit, he stood up and frowned.
ââ¦Then my daughter is possessed by a fucking beastâ¦â
âGasp! Such bad words!â
It was now.
I pretended to be surprised on purpose and opened my mouth exaggeratedly.
âBillie. Iâm sorry for being harsh, butâ¦â
âYouâre a bad Daddy!â
I screamed out loud and took Sianâs hand and slammed the door shut.
Cursing in front of a 5-year-old?
This was game over.
***
âDid I do something wrong?â
âPardon?â
âAm I really a bad Daddy?â
The palms of his hands on the desk were dripping with sweat.
Cassis was confused as he watched her daughter walk awayâ¦
âI asked. Whether Iâm a bad Daddy.â
He asked Agasa, yet the stupid aide couldnât come up with any answer.
âBecause Iâm not good enough to be the best dad.â
First of all, he had to talk to Bilicia.
Cassis, who was trying to follow his daughter, turned his head.
â?â
The slave who had been taken obediently by Billie was looking at Cassis.
And a moving mouth.
[One week. Iâll be sure to protect it.]
Grinã ¡
â?â
The slave smiled like an innocent child, closed the door and disappeared.
ââ¦?â
It was a sight he couldnât believe when he saw it with his own eyes.
His hand, which was holding the edge of the desk, broke it.
a few days later
A meeting in Vallois was hastily organized.
âF-For some reason, weâ¦â
The vassals entered the meeting room in a bewildered manner.
However, there was something else that made them even more curious.
It was that Cassis didnât summon all the family heads.
Some vassals exchanged glances with each other without knowing his intentions.
However, it made them even more anxious as they didnât know each otherâs reasons.
âYou said you had children.â
It was then that the quiet head of the family announced the start.
The top seat of the long table.
There was a shadow on the face that sat in that heavy seat.
He looked upset.
âThen Iâd like to have a tutor recommended.â
â?â
The vassals, who had been waiting for the command of the head of family with serious eyes, paused for a while.
ââ¦Are you talking about the tutor in charge of education?â
âYeah. Donât you understand?â
He was already annoyed, but when the vassals questioned him, Cassis showed his anger.
The air froze in the meeting room.
The vassals who swallowed saliva had to answer in order to survive.
ââ¦I recommend Baroness Nisnell. As a baroness, she taught etiquette including parenting, world history, and even simple conversational skills.â
âProfessor Arsa is fine too. They say that heâs currently working full-time as a university professor at the Central Academy, but if Your Grace requests it, he will come right away.â
âIf itâs focused on swordsmanship, I also recommend Professor Snipe.â
It was only then that Cassisâ face became calm at the continuous recommendation.
âBaroness Nisnell is in charge of parenting and etiquette education?â
âYes.â
âThen Iâll ask for her.â
âI understand, Your Grace.â
The meeting ended quickly.
As the vassals left, Cassis, who remained alone, murmured.
âIâd rather get an education.â
âThatâs a good idea. If Miss Baby also receives etiquette education, she will become a little more noble.â
Agatha, who was listening, nodded as if he agreed.
âWhat nonsense is that. As a dad, I should receive education first.â
âPardon me?â
âShouldnât I take off the nickname âbad daddyâ, damn it.â