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Kapitel 46: AIGOO, IT'S HARD TO RAISE A SON

NEOMA was shocked when she found Lewis by the pond.

Her son just came out from the water and he was bleeding all over. She had been there so she knew that the wounds he got were from the bites of the monstrous fish in the pond.

[Oh my gosh!]

Secretly escaping her palace to look for Lewis was worth it.

Stephanie and Alphen said that she didn't have to look for her butler herself– that they would just ask the other servants to look for him instead. But knowing how the servants looked down on Lewis, she knew that they wouldn't search for her son.

So when Stephanie and Alphen left her room, she used the window to get out. Thanks to the darkness, she managed to avoid the royal knights patrolling around her palace until she got to the pond.

"Lewis!" Neoma scolded him firmly when she reached him. She wanted to hold his shoulders and shake him until she knocked some sense into her son. But she remembered that he hated skinship unless he initiated it. And she didn't want to accidentally hurt him. "Why did you jump in the water?!"

Lewis intense gaze focused on her face. "Princess. You reckless. You hurt. Me not with you. Me hurt the same."

Okay, it took her a while to get what he meant by that.

"Are you saying that if I get hurt when you're not with me, you're going to hurt yourself the same way I got hurt as punishment?" she asked with furrowed brows. "Are you serious?"

Lewis didn't need to answer– the fire in his eyes already told her that he was dead serious.

"Lewis, are you upset because you weren't by my side when I got hurt?"

He nodded firmly.

"Oh," she said. "But escorting my esteemed guests is also a part of your job as my butler, Lewis. I understand your feelings, but I hope you also understand that being my butler doesn't only mean that you have to stick to me like glue 24/7. That's the reason why I insisted that you have to study."

The fierceness on Lewis's face disappeared.

Now he looked like a poor puppy that was kicked by his cruel owner.

[Gosh, my son's angelic face is making me feel like I'm the worst mother in the world.]

"Princess angry?" Lewis asked in a very sad voice that kicked her conscience again. "Princess hate me?"

[My heart…]

She didn't know that being a mother could be this hard until that very moment.

[Aigoo, I want to scold him but his pitiful face is bad for my heart.]

"I'm not angry and I don't hate you," she said, giving in to Lewis's puppy eyes. Gosh, why was she so weak against pretty people? For sure, her ugly layers and superficiality would really be her end someday. "Lewis, I apologize for making you worry. But I want you to know that if you want to continue being my butler, you can't hurt yourself the same way I got hurt just because you weren't able to protect me." She pointed at the pond. "What if you overestimated your ability and you weren't able to get out of the water? Would you die in peace knowing that you'd never get to see my pretty face again? Gosh, that's a huge loss for you."

Lewis looked shocked as if he just realized that he could have died. And had that happened, then he would never see her again. "Sorry, Princess."

She just smiled and nodded, relieved that she finally knocked some sense into him.

And she was glad that they already resolved their problem because Stephanie, Alphen, and some royal knights arrived.

Neoma covered her mouth with her hands when she yawned. "Let's go to Madam Hammock and get her to treat your wounds, son."

Lewis shook his head. "Me not princess son."

***

"GLENN failed his mission to retrieve the Devil's Grimoire from Duke Sloane."

Neoma stopped putting sugar cubes in her tea after she heard what Emperor Nikolai informed her.

Right now, they were having tea in the rose garden of his palace. They didn't get the chance to have breakfast together like planned because the emperor was busy that morning. And it looked like it had something to do with Sir Glenn's mission.

Now she understood why the knight was nowhere to be found.

Lord Kyle Sprouse was in Sir Glenn's place instead. The count was standing in the entrance of the rose garden with the other servants and several royal knights.

"When did you send Sir Glenn to retrieve the Devil's Grimoire?" Neoma asked worriedly. "Is he okay?"

"I sent him to the duke's mansion last night– right after you informed Glenn about what you found about Duke Sloane," the emperor explained. "I told Glenn to pretend as a thief. But when he arrived at the duke's mansion, Duke Sloane was already in a critical condition because of poisoning."

"Oh."

Her father raised a brow at her. "Your reaction is quite bland."

"Well, Duke Sloane touched a book that humans aren't supposed to own," she said. "His demise is something I already saw coming."

"The duke is still alive."

"Shame," she said, then she sipped her tea.

She didn't want to sound calloused but was she supposed to feel empathy for the person who almost killed her? Gosh, if her life was an anime series, she probably wouldn't be the protagonist because of her lack of empathy.

[I'm a girl who already died twice. I don't care who dies as long as they're not close to me. I just want to survive and become a lady of leisure this time.]

In short, she was already jaded.

"So Papa Boss," she said after putting her teacup down on the coaster. "Is Sir Glenn hurt? I don't see him around."

The emperor sipped his tea first before he explained. "When Glenn found Duke Sloane in a terrible state, he immediately searched all over his room for the Devil's Grimoire. It only took him a while to find what he was looking for. But instead of a book, Glenn found a crumpled piece of paper in the duke's hand. We think it's a page from the Devil's Grimoire."

She stopped drinking tea midway when she realized something. "Papa Boss, did Sir Glenn get poisoned when he touched the paper?"

He nodded, obviously surprised by her quick thinking. "How did you know?"

"There's a reason why people started saying that the Devil Grimoire shouldn't be owned by humans," she reasoned. "Papa Boss, how's Sir Glenn?"

"Fortunately, Madam Hammock managed to save him. Glenn is out of danger but he needs to rest," the emperor said. "But instead of worrying about my knight, you should worry more about your butler."

Her brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean by that, Papa Boss?"

"The paper that Glenn found in Duke Sloane's hand is the page of the grimoire that teaches how to catch foxes," Emperor Nikolai said. "It looks like someone else is interested in your little foxy boy butler, Princess Neoma."

"Aigoo." Neoma let out a deep sigh. Her physical body in that world was only five-years old. But she already felt like an old woman based on how exhausted she was. "It's so hard to be a single mother while raising a very precious son."

***

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Kapitel 47: WHITE IS SUS

"SHE LOOKS like me, doesn't she?"

"The royal princess?"

Nikolai instantly regretted asking Kyle the random thought that entered his mind.

After her tea time with Neoma, he went back to his office with the count. He didn't know what compelled him to ask a stupid question in the middle of work.

It was too late to take it back though.

"Of course, Princess Neoma looks like you, Your Majesty," Kyle said, then he raised a brow at her. "Are you bothered by the fact that the enemies believe that Lady Roseheart's daughter is fathered by Commander Quinzel?"

"I'm not," he said firmly. [I shouldn't have told him about what Rufus discovered.]

"Don't worry about it, Your Majesty," the count said. "The enemies think that "Lady Nara" is the commander's daughter because His Royal Highness is disguised as someone that resembles the Quinzels a little bit so he'd fit in. But if the enemies saw Princess Neoma, they wouldn't doubt who her father is."

"I said I'm not bothered by their stupid assumption," he insisted.

"You're paying extra attention to the royal princess now, Your Majesty," Kyle said bluntly. "Are you finally softening up to Princess Neoma?"

"No," Nikolai denied firmly. "I just don't want what's mine to be associated with that traitor, okay?"

***

NEOMA let out a deep sigh.

Byron, Harry, and Lewis (who was now completely healed from the bites of the monstrous fish, thanks to Madam Hammock's magical ointment) all looked at her at the same time.

Ah, right. Their "book discussion" wasn't over yet.

She was telling the kids the story about the adventures of the "Pirate Rubber Boy" looking for the "One True Gold Bar" when her mind drifted off to somewhere else.

[It's hard to work my a$$ off for a better future.]

"Your Royal Highness, you looked tired," Harry commented. "Should we take a break?"

"Yes, please," Neoma said, then she turned to Lewis. "Tell the maids to bring refreshments, Lewis."

Lewis stood up, then he bowed to her before he went down in the lobby of the library.

"Is there a problem, Your Royal Highness?" Byron asked carefully. "Are you worried because Duke Sloane was poisoned after the incident at the pavilion?"

"Let's just that you're right, Brother Byron," she said. It wasn't like she could tell them the truth. Not that she wanted to. "I wish I could go somewhere else other than the Royal Palace."

"Prince Nero, can we invite you to the new library that House Thompson and House Alberts built together?" Harry asked in a shy manner. "You showed us His Majesty's library. We want to return the favor."

Byron nodded in agreement.

To be honest, she only said that she wanted to go out as an excuse as to why she was bummed today. She had turned into a lazy person now that she was in her third life (although technically, she was just regressed to her first life). She didn't really feel like doing anything.

But she thought taking a peak at the library built by House Thompson and House Alberts could give her a clue about the whereabouts of the elusive Devil's Grimoire.

"Okay," Neoma accepted the two boys' invitation with a bright smile. "I'm excited to see your library, Brother Byron and Brother Harry."

***

NERO left Hanna's room after Duchess Amber Quinzel came with the family's doctor. After all, he didn't want more people to take a closer look at him.

Anyway, Duke Quinzel escorted him and brought him to the tea room to talk.

"How are you, Prince Nero?" Duke Quinzel asked. He could address him by his real identity because after the servants served them the refreshments, he asked them to leave the tea room. "Were you surprised to be attacked in our home? I apologize for that. I strengthened the security around the estate to make sure that this won't happen again."

"I'm more surprised by Hanna's Mana," Nero said bluntly. "But it's a double-edged sword, isn't it?"

Hanna fainted after she knocked out the assailant.

Thankfully, Duke Quinzel had arrived with his private knights when that happened. Apparently, his uncle felt a strange presence in the estate so he immediately checked on them.

"Hanna was born with a strong Mana but a weak heart," the duke said with a sad smile. "Because of her weak heart, she can't use her Mana to its full potential. You saw what happened after she used her ability, didn't you?"

He nodded. To be honest, he already had a hunch that Hanna had a weak body after she fainted a while ago. "I'm sorry, Your Grace," he said like what a proper royal prince would do. "Hanna was forced to use her Mana just to save me."

He hated feeling indebted to someone who wasn't Neoma.

But he hated the feeling of being useless more. If a little girl with a weak heart had to save him from a measly human trafficker, then how could he hope to protect his precious twin sister at this rate? He didn't want the day to come where Neoma would have to save him instead of the other way around.

[I need to be cured from this freaking curse as soon as possible.]

"You don't have to apologize, Prince Nero," his uncle said. "It's our duty to protect the royal prince. And most of all, we're family."

He didn't comment on that.

Well, technically, they were related to one another. After all, Duke Quinzel was his father's cousin on the mother side. But for him, his only family was Neoma.

"I won't forget all the good things that you've done for me, Duke Quinzel," Nero said formally.

"Well, if you really feel indebted to us, I only have one wish," Duke Quinzel said with a smile. "Prince Nero, please be nice to Hanna."

***

NEOMA was a little surprised when Alphen returned to her palace after she asked him to deliver a message for Emperor Nikolai. She asked for her father's permission to go out of the palace to visit the joint library of House Thompson and House Alberts.

[And Papa Boss agreed without making a fuss.]

Now she regretted sending the head butler instead of personally asking for the emperor's permission.

In her defense, her big brain was busy coming up with plans to lure the culprit behind Duke Sloane's poisoning. She had a feeling that the culprit only used the duke to get Lewis. And if her hunch was right, that person definitely had the Devil's Grimoire.

"Thank you, Alphen," Neoma said. Right now, she was behind her study table while the head butler stood beside her. "Can you prepare appropriate gifts for House Thompson and House Alberts? I can't visit them empty-handed."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness," Alphen said. He obviously knew what he was doing. "There's already a list of appropriate gifts a royal prince can send to higher nobles. May I ask if you have a particular gift that you want to add to the list?"

She nodded before she answered. "Bouquets of the most beautiful flower this season, luxurious tea bags that cost a gold bar for a single gram, and a variety of high-quality meat that Papa and I eat every day."

[I have a reputation to protect so I need to be this generous.]

"That's an impressive list, Your Royal Highness," Alphen said. He remained composed as usual but she could see in his eyes that he was sort of proud of her. She didn't miss the faint on his face before he bowed to her. "I will now excuse myself to prepare the gifts for House Thompson and House Alberts."

"Okay," she said cheerfully. "Bye-bye, Alphen."

When the head butler left her room, she was once again left alone with Lewis.

She closed her notebook to face her son. "Lewis, White is sus."

Lewis just gave her a blank look.

"Let's use 'White' as a codename for my Papa when we badmouth him. He has white hair so the code fits him," she explained. She and Nero had white hair too but whatever. "And when I said "sus," I meant suspicious. Don't you find it strange that he's being lax on me these days?" She gasped when she realized something. "I haven't cursed at him for how many days now? Gosh, I think I'm going to get sick if I don't cuss at him."

The young butler's brows furrowed in confusion. Then, much to her surprise, he put a gentle hand on her forehead. "Princess fever no."

She giggled at his silliness. "It's just an expression, son."

"Me not Princess son," he said, then he pulled his hand away from her. "Emperor White." He pointed at himself. "Me what?"

Did he want a "codename" too?

[Well, codenames sound cool to children.]

"Your codename is "Princess's son,"" Neoma said. "How cool is that?"

Lewis firmly shook his head. "Me hate codenames now."

***

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