If I Were Reborn, I Wouldn’t Marry You - Chapter 44

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Chapter 45

 

By the way, I picked that menu.

 

While Leonhardt was too busy reading my expression.

 

‘Who told you to space out? When I asked if this was okay, you’re the one who said it was fine.’

 

As I laughed quietly, Leonhardt let out a soft sigh.

 

However, Leonhardt had also made progress.

 

“‘Warm carrot soup picked from Tosuni’s Garden’… It’s a name that suits the taste of soup where fresh carrots, butter, and potatoes blend softly together.”

 

Perhaps noticing that I found it more amusing when he reacted, Leonhardt calmly critiqued the food with a composed face.

 

Then he asked me, who had naturally ordered the children’s course meal.

 

“If mine is ‘Warm carrot soup picked from Tosuni’s Garden,’ what’s the name of the menu the Princess chose?”

 

Even chuckling slightly, this was clearly a provocation.

 

‘You think I can’t do it if you dare me!’

 

Feeling competitive, I confidently opened my mouth.

 

“‘Pea and pear potage from the moonlit lake of fairy land’!”

 

Though I started with great momentum, my voice gradually became smaller.

 

‘Wow, this is more embarrassing than I thought?’

 

The impact was greater than expected, and I felt my face getting hot.

 

Leonhardt laughed as if he was enjoying himself.

 

“The Princess’s menu seems to have a fairy land theme?”

 

Leonhardt gestured toward my spoon with fairy wings attached and asked.

 

“The Prince seems to have a rabbit land theme.”

 

When I shot back without backing down, I heard suppressed laughter.

 

Belatedly coming to my senses and looking around, I saw my parents and Lionel watching me and Leonhardt with gentle smiles.

 

As if it was fascinating and amusing to see children saying silly things but somehow communicating with each other.

 

‘Well, we’re both mentally in our twenties…’

 

Both my and Leonhardt’s earlobes heated up in embarrassment.

 

We exchanged glances with each other.

 

Agreeing to a ceasefire for the sake of our respective social dignity.

 

And so the conversation between fairy and rabbit came to an end.

 

Though my face was burning, thanks to this, whenever I see this restaurant from now on, I’ll probably think of rabbits and fairies instead of the fight from the first round.

 

After the riding club meeting ended anticlimactically, what awaited Jeffrisian upon his return to the Crown Prince’s Palace was Lady Perington.

 

At the chamberlain’s pleading words that the Empress had earnestly requested this, Jeffrisian headed to the drawing room where Lady Perington was waiting.

 

However, his attitude was only prickly, as if showing his bad mood.

 

Since he just remained silent, leaving the rapidly cooling tea in front of each of them untouched.

 

Lady Perington struggled alone to lighten the atmosphere.

 

‘How noisy.’

 

Jeffrisian looked irritably at Lady Perington, who chattered tirelessly without him even responding.

 

House Perington, thinking that the relationship between House Roderick and the Crown Prince had completely soured, had become quite bold recently.

 

Especially Lady Perington was already acting as if she had become the Crown Princess.

 

How dare she.

 

Jeffrisian, in a bad mood from things flowing beyond his control, spat out harsh words with a smiling face.

 

“Could you shut that mouth? It’s hurting my ears.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

Lady Perington, who had been excitedly rambling about pajama parties with friends, looked confused as if wondering whether she had heard correctly.

 

“I said you’re noisy.”

 

Jeffrisian spoke with clearer pronunciation.

 

Lady Perington’s face turned bright red after receiving the confirmation.

 

“I-I’m sorry.”

 

Tears had already gathered in Lady Perington’s eyes as she hurriedly bowed her head in apology.

 

Normally, he would have at least attempted to soothe the situation for image management, but today he wasn’t in that mood.

 

With the last of his rational strength, he was only holding back from telling her to get lost because her crying looked disgusting.

 

“Sob, sniff.”

 

Perhaps becoming more upset the more she thought about it, Lady Perington’s tears didn’t stop easily.

 

The chamberlain, who had been watching cautiously from a distance, carefully approached and offered Lady Perington a handkerchief.

 

“My lady, if you cry like that, your eyes will swell. Shall I bring some ice?”

 

“Tsk.”

 

Jeffrisian clicked his tongue at the chamberlain for doing unnecessary things.

 

However, the chamberlain pretended not to hear anything and was making excuses on his behalf, saying His Highness the Crown Prince had been suffering from migraines recently.

 

The chamberlain who had assisted him since very early childhood was loyal and capable, but the problem was his unnecessary meddling.

 

‘Really, every single one of them is annoying.’

 

The chamberlain who acted foolishly swayed by emotions, the opportunistic House Perington that pretended to grovel but became arrogant the moment things turned slightly in their favor, Duke Roderick who caused discord by appointing himself guardian of that cursed monster.

 

And even that monster with those unpleasant red eyes.

 

He was surrounded by people who irritated him.

 

‘I’m the one who will become the master of this Empire.’

 

Jeffrisian gripped his cup so tightly that his fingertips turned white, restraining himself from throwing the cup in his hand as his personality dictated.

 

After a long while, Jeffrisian calmed down and cooled his heated head as he thought.

 

‘There’s more than one way to tame a dog than just throwing it food.’

 

Jeffrisian, lost in thought with eyes narrowed as when planning cruel revenge, lightly tapped the armrest of his chair with his finger.

 

After our outing, Leonhardt’s existence became known even to lower nobles who barely knew there was a second prince, just as we had hoped.

 

The reaction wasn’t too bad.

 

The curse of red eyes itself was information discovered when people who felt intimidated upon making eye contact with newborn Leonhardt tried to find the reason.

 

‘Back then, his abilities were so unstable that they would forcibly activate even when it strained his body.’

 

The current Leonhardt hadn’t manifested his abilities yet, so he was just a pretty little child.

 

Since it was somewhat of a disgrace, the Imperial family was covering up Leonhardt’s forced confinement by saying he had been recuperating due to poor health.

 

When the Crown Prince’s faction remained quiet even after Lester’s minor incident, talk arose about expanding Leonhardt’s range of activities a bit more.

 

‘Originally, the purpose wasn’t only to keep the Crown Prince in check.’

 

Mother, who actively agreed, decided to host a tea party by inviting noble ladies who were raising young children.

 

And today, the day of the tea party.

 

Leonhardt and I were watching the children squirming on the lawn with curious faces.

 

“Kyaaaa! Try to catch me here!”

 

“It’s my turn!”

 

“Waaaah, Nanny!”

 

It was a tea party held under the pretext of making friends Leonhardt’s age.

 

With more than ten young children ranging from three to six years old, the spacious garden was noisy with children’s laughter and crying.

 

The mothers who had released their children onto the soft lawn without any obstacles were enjoying a harmonious tea time while looking in this direction.

 

Leonhardt and I were squeezed between the nannies who were watching from the edge of the lawn to ensure the children didn’t get hurt.

 

Seeing us overwhelmed by the energy of these small humans, Mother, thinking we were being shy, carefully approached.

 

“Miela, Prince, play together too. Shall we play with blocks? Or house?”

 

Mother crouched down and gently pushed with one hand each on mine and Leonhardt’s backs.

 

‘If we have to join in anyway.’

 

I quickly looked around.

 

At this age, a one-year difference was huge, so groups were divided by age.

 

‘That side would be better.’

 

Girls aged 5-6.

 

Though there were individual differences among children, this was the age when they would most enjoy playing lady.

 

As expected, the young ladies around my physical age were playing house, imitating the tea party their mothers were having.

 

‘I just need to pretend to drink from empty cups and laugh ho ho ho.’

 

“Miela wants to go over there!”

 

I naturally joined the house play, pretending to be a late guest whose carriage had problems.

 

And I watched with interested eyes to see what choice Leonhardt would make.

 

‘What is she going to do?’

 

On the block-playing side, one child had taken blocks from others trying to build higher and was now crying, while on the other side, children of mixed ages were playing house together.

 

‘The only remaining role there is one baby.’

 

My eyes sparkled with anticipation.

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