The Baby Who Regressed Refuses Childcare - Chapter 11

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“The Empress is now openly disrespecting the Crown Prince.”

Watching the procession leaving the manor, Sharon Abner stroked her chin.

“She must have completely gotten the Emperor under her control.”

Wendel added his opinion.

Sharon Abner nodded.

“Right. It means she no longer needs to be mindful of anyone. From the Crown Prince’s perspective, it means his position has diminished that much.”

Crown Prince Tian’s status was clearly higher than Empress Karin’s.

However, the relationship between those two that was shown publicly was the complete opposite.

Empress Karin casually scolded the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince found her intimidating.

That’s exactly how it was when they left the reception room earlier.

By Karin’s side, more than ten maids and servants attended to her.

Unlike Tian’s side, where there was no one, truly not a single person.

“The Crown Prince will have a harder time ahead. When even the Empress acts like that, there’s no way others would treat the Crown Prince properly.”

“Do you wish to intervene?”

Sharon Abner frowned.

“Out of personal feelings? I do have debts to repay to the former Empress, and it’s true that I feel sorry for the still young Crown Prince.”

“Then…”

“But personal feelings are just personal feelings, not justification.”

Sharon Abner firmly drew the curtains.

Then she returned to sit on the reception room sofa.

“Money, or power, or something beyond that. Without such clear achievements, it’s better not to move, Wendel.”

Wendel nodded.

“…The Crown Prince is pitiful.”

“It can’t be helped. Being pitiful and being incompetent are separate matters.”

When Sharon Abner gestured, the servants cleared away the teacups and tea set that Empress Karin had used.

“The Crown Prince is too soft. Not only does he not know exactly what’s happening to him, but he also lacks the courage or spirit to correct the problems.”

“…”

“With such a disposition, even if I stepped in to help, it would be difficult to change the situation. When he himself lacks the will, how can those around him help?”

Wendel nodded silently.

“In that sense, it’s truly a curious matter.”

Then he paused and looked at Sharon Abner.

She was already lost in deep thought.

“What do you mean?”

“That little one. Annellia.”

Wendel immediately nodded.

“Yes. She’s more intelligent than her peers.”

“Intelligent, yes. Remarkably so.”

Then Sharon tilted her gaze and added.

“And strangely similar.”

Wendel slowly understood Sharon’s words.

He asked cautiously in a half-believing voice.

“…When you say similar.”

Instead of answering, Sharon Abner stared out the window.

The smile that had lingered on her lips had already disappeared.

“Huh?”

After seeing off the Crown Prince.

I was about to leave my room but stopped and took a step back.

Two people were standing in front of the door.

“Hello, Lady Annellia!”

“Hello, little miss…!”

Both people were dressed in servant attire.

Their hands were full of various odds and ends.

The one with a small build and round eyes hurriedly set down the basket she was carrying first.

“I’m Miel, who will be serving Lady Annellia from now on! This is the first time meeting you while you’re awake, right?”

As I stared up at Miel blankly, she said.

“Actually, I’ve already seen you, little miss. Last night while you were sleeping.”

My eyes slowly grew wide.

It seemed Miel was the one who had kept the room warm all night yesterday.

Soon after, the other servant also introduced herself.

“I, I’m Soya. I’ll be taking care of you together with Miel this time…”

Unlike Miel, Soya had a calm image.

With her slender build and freckles dotting her nose bridge.

I bowed deeply to the two people with completely opposite atmospheres.

“Yes! Hello, sisters.”

Miel’s mouth fell wide open.

Soya blushed slightly and muttered “So cute…”

I asked carefully.

“But what brings you here?”

Then, realizing something, I stepped back slightly.

“Am I not supposed to go outside…?”

“Huh?”

“Sharon Abne, I mean, the Duke told me not to wander around alone and to always go with Uncle Wendel when going somewhere…”

Come to think of it, that was right.

I had only entered this place yesterday.

But if I freely roamed around the manor as I pleased, how many people would be happy about it?

While I was pondering, Miel and Soya looked at each other.

Then they hurriedly shook their heads.

“Oh, no! It’s not like that.”

“We came to bring you things you might need, and also to escort you to the dining room…”

“Things I need?”

Just then, a slightly cool breeze blew through the corridor.

Soya took out a small children’s indoor coat from the basket and quickly wrapped it around my shoulders.

I was flustered by her skilled touch but soon shifted my gaze inside the basket.

Looking again, the basket was full of various toys and clothes.

‘But it’s not even just one?’

Two toy baskets and three clothing baskets.

I was surprised and closed my mouth when Miel spoke in a bright voice.

“We should have come earlier, but we didn’t know if you were awake. Actually, we’ve been busy since dawn. We couldn’t leave the East Wing gloomy when such a cute person arrived, could we? Everyone pitched in for a thorough cleaning…”

“Mi, Miel. No, now’s not the time to explain that.”

Miel closed her mouth and smiled awkwardly.

“Ah, there I go again…! I’m sorry.”

Then she quickly picked me up.

“You’re hungry, right? Let’s go eat right away. Soya, put the luggage inside.”

Soya lightly divided the five baskets between her hands and entered the room.

Miel looked down at me in her arms and smiled.

“But little miss, why did you think you shouldn’t come out of your room?”

I hesitantly opened my mouth.

“Well…”

‘Well, because people would be uncomfortable if I wandered around outside my room.’

At least that was the case at Longton Estate.

Even by my own thinking, there was no way the estate staff would be particularly fond of an outsider…

That’s when Miel’s gentle voice reached my ears.

“Young miss, you can do whatever you want here. Except for dangerous things.”

I stared at Miel blankly.

“The master asked someone to accompany you because he doesn’t want you to get lost or hurt.”

Miel gently stroked my shoulder.

Was it because of the coat Soya had wrapped around me?

I could feel the warm, soft touch directly on my skin.

When Soya finished putting down the luggage and left the room, Miel brightly lightened the mood.

“Now, shall we really go eat?”

I blinked, somehow feeling strange.

Miel held me and walked energetically toward the dining room.

My first meal in the East Wing was heavy.

Somehow my stomach felt uncomfortable, so the food wouldn’t go down properly.

“Soya…!”

Moreover, the gazes of people peeking out from the kitchen and looking this way were also a problem.

‘Meunière! She seems to like the meunière, so move it closer!’

‘Meunière?’

‘Or at least the lamb mushroom soup!’

The Head Chef was a middle-aged man with a generous build.

Wearing an enormously large chef’s hat, he had been sending various hand gestures this way for a while now.

‘Yes, that! Put that plate a bit closer!’

Soya faithfully followed the Head Chef’s instructions.

“Oh, young miss. Please try this. It’s young veal, so tender that you only need to chew twice before swallowing.”

“Yes…”

I awkwardly reached my fork toward the veal sirloin dish.

But soon I pulled my fork back again.

‘…She won’t eat that either?!’

‘Did you cook this properly?’

‘What do you mean? You smelled it too earlier. It was practically the best cooking of my life!’

I could hear the people from the kitchen bickering.

With a heavy heart, I stared blankly down at the splendid dishes.

This was my first meal at the estate.

Not wanting to be a picky child, I wanted to show that I ate everything well, but…

‘What can I do about feeling nauseous?’

From a while ago, I couldn’t eat easily due to a twisting feeling in my stomach.

“Young miss, you’re not sick anywhere, are you?”

Soya examined my complexion.

Miel, who had been pacing around restlessly, quietly asked Soya.

“Just in case, should we bring the Butler?”

“Y-yes. That would be good.”

I quickly turned toward Miel.

“No, I’m really not sick…!”

But Miel had already left the dining room.

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