บท 3: A new life (2)
'What a sexy woman!'
Lucien exclaimed as he watched the woman walk towards them.
She looked like a woman in her late forties, with her long silver hair cascading down her perky butt. She wore a long luxurious gown embroidered with silver and gold threads that wrapped around her big heavenly mountains tightly.
The woman is Rowena von Corstein, mother of Edmund von Corstein. Lucien's grandmother. She stared at Lucien with her deep blue eyes.
Lucien watched the woman stare at him with scrutiny and thought, 'Woah! Who the fuck are you woman? staring at me like that— you might fall for me!'
"I greet mother." Marigold's voice resounded in the room, her voice unusually stiff and high pitched, she held her breath and her face tensed up as she greeted Rowena.
'Hmm, Why is mother saluting her' Lucien thought. He assumed that his mother was saluting to the new woman.
Rowena nonchalantly nodded in response to Marigold's greeting but kept her gaze fixed intently on Lucien.
'Hah! Look at this, You are supposed to return the salute if someone gives one!' Lucien snorted, still thinking that it was a salute
"What's his name?" Rowena asked, her voice stern and sharp.
"L-Lucien" Marigold stuttered while answering.
But Rowena didn't care about Marigold's stuttering, her eyes were still locked on to Lucien. She nodded slightly before ordering, "Good, he will live in our countryside mansion."
Without caring for her reply, Rowena turned and walked out of the room.
*BANG*
Marigold bit her inner cheeks as she watched Rowena leave. She didn't want her son to live in the countryside, since there was nothing there.
But still she bowed towards the door and said, "Y-Yes."
Marigold bowed to the door for a while before she turned to Lucien, who was in the cradle. She bit her lips while muttering, "I am sorry, baby. Mommy is powerless."
Lucien watched Marigold as her eyes moistened, his brows frowned a little. 'What did that woman say to mother? I don't want her to be sad..' he grumbled angrily.
He then stretched out his hands towards Marigold as he babbled, 'Don't worry, mother.'
*Aah Aah*
Marigold watched in surprise as her son stretched out his hands and made baby noises; her gloomy face faded into thin air, and a beautiful smile bloomed on her face.
"That's right, no matter where we are, you will always be my precious baby son," she said as she took him out of the cradle and held him high in the air.
*GIGGLE GIGGLE*
Lucien giggled, 'Well, although I don't understand what she's saying, I guess it's okay since she is smiling again.'
...….
A few more days had passed by
Marigold and Lucien were now in a carriage, traveling through a dense forest. The surroundings were dark as the forest had tall trees with thick canopies filtering out the sunlight.
Lucien, who was in a cradle tried to look outside but failed, 'Tsk. I wonder where we are going.'
Early in the morning, Marigold took all of their luggage and headed to the stables where she boarded the carriage that they were in now.
Marigold looked at her son, her gaze not only contained warmth and love but also a calm determination. She smiled at Lucien and gently caressed his cheeks.
She then softly knocked on the front wall of the carriage and asked, "Helen, How much longer until we reach the mansion?"
From the front, a soft, feminine voice replied through the small window of the driver's compartment. "It will take approximately three more days, madam." Helen, personal maid of Marigold answered.
Marigold nodded slightly in acknowledgement and closed her eyes.
Three days later, as the carriage found its way through the forest, the thick canopy of trees began to thin out and the road became less rugged.
Marigold's gaze fell on the shilouette of the mansion they were going to stay at and her shoulder fell slightly. She sighed in disappointment as she looked at the once imposing, now rundown mansion.
She got off the carriage carrying Lucien, behind her was Helen, carrying her madam's and young master's luggage.
She showed Lucien the mansion while saying, "This will be our home from now on, Lucien."
Even though Lucien did not understand what Marigold said, he understood enough from the clues he got.
He gazed at the rundown mansion, it had weed growing at every other corner and moss growing occupied its walls.
'Aren't I from a wealthy family? Why did they send me to the middle of nowhere?' Lucien wondered.
'Wait, am I not that guy's son?' A brief thought flashed in his mind before he ruled it out, 'That couldn't be the case, I have the same eyes as him. So why..?' as he recalled his father's face.
'Anyway, I can't change what's happening now.'
*SIGH*
'Looks like my new life will begin in a round down mansion.'
...…..
A few weeks had gone by since Marigold and Lucien arrived at the mansion, The days had passed in a blur of activity and adjustments as Marigold helped her maid clean the mansion.
Despite their combined efforts to clean the house, it still looked like a run down abandoned mansion.
Right now, Lucien was lying on the bed naked, his little hands tightly gripping Marigold's breasts and his mouth sucking milk.
*GULP*
Lucien gulped down the milk in his mouth and exclaimed, 'No matter what, Mother's milk is the best!' He then moved on to the other breast, sucking them fiercely.
"Slow down, baby. Mommy's not going anywhere." Marigold muttered with a smile, she gently rubbed Lucien's back to helping him.
But Lucien did not stop and continued sucking his mother's breast.
[Ding!]
[Daily Quest : Drink milk has been completed]
[0.1 points have been added to your status!]
Lucien ignored the message and continued sucking his mother's breasts. As he continued sucking, a perverted thought came to his mind.
'Hehehe' a lustful smile bloomed on his baby face. He slowly lifted his left hand while tightening his grip on her breast with his right.
He placed his left hand on Marigold's nipple and pinched it.
"Aaah~"
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