The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 153

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Chapter 153. An Unexpected Gift (1)

“…Princess Emilia?”

“Neitche! Neitcheeee!”

Thud.

A weight that was no longer entirely light wrapped around my skirt.

Emilia hugged my legs tightly and rubbed her head frantically against them.

“Neitcheeee!”

“Your Highness? What’s the matter?”

Emilia didn’t answer.

She just kept rubbing her head between my knees.

“Your Highness, why so suddenly…”

“Huff, huff, The Caretakerrr.”

Catherine, who had finally caught up to Emilia, grabbed my shoulder while breathing heavily.

“Catherine, what’s going on? Why is Her Highness suddenly acting like this…”

“The Caretaker, what on earth happened to you today?”

“…Pardon?”

“Earlier you went back to your room with such a pale face.”

Catherine looked back and forth between me and Emilia with worried eyes.

“Do you know how worried Princess Emilia was about The Caretaker? She said she wouldn’t eat dinner without The Caretaker, so we had a struggle before coming here.”

Come to think of it, it was about time for the princess to have finished her dinner.

“Your Highness, did you skip your meal?”

Emilia didn’t answer.

Grumble.

Instead, someone’s stomach rumbled loudly.

Emilia flinched and muttered.

“It wasn’t Ria.”

The young princess held onto my legs and showed no intention of letting go.

I looked down quietly at the golden crown of her head and lifted Emilia into my arms.

Then Emilia immediately wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her face against me.

“Princess Emilia.”

I placed my hand on Emilia’s back as she remained silent and asked.

“Were you worried about me?”

Emilia nodded without answering.

The area around my neck where she was buried felt ticklish.

“I’m fine.”

“…Liar.”

Emilia mumbled in a small voice.

“Neitche, you’re not fine.”

“I really am fine.”

“No, Neitche made a really sad face after meeting that strange man!”

Emilia suddenly lifted her head and shot back accusingly.

Beneath her large blue eyes, tears like chicken droppings had gathered.

“It’s because Ria didn’t listen to Neitche, right? It’s because Ria ran and bumped into that man, right?”

“Pardon?”

What kind of misunderstanding is this?

I stared at Emilia blankly.

She was pouting as if she was about to burst into tears at any moment.

Her small nose was red as a strawberry.

“Your Highness, that’s not Your Highness’s fault…”

“Wahhhhh, Ria will listen well! Ria will be good! So don’t leave, Neitcheee!”

I couldn’t possibly follow the princess’s train of thought.

I looked at Catherine while soothing and comforting the sobbing Emilia.

“She probably remembered the story about Mrs. Conrad from before.”

“Why Mrs. Conrad?”

“Well, she once heard that Mrs. Conrad died while covering for a mistake His Highness the Prince made. I thought she had completely forgotten about it, but she must still remember.”

So she was worried that I might disappear or vanish somewhere like Mrs. Conrad.

“Wahhhhh!”

I stared blankly at Emilia as she cried pitifully.

It was truly amazing that there was someone who would shed tears and worry about me to the point of trembling all over from just one small action of mine.

“Your Highness.”

I wiped away Emilia’s tears and patted her back.

“I’m fine. Really.”

Emilia looked at my face and eventually stopped crying.

“Sniff, really?”

“Yes, really.”

Actually, I wasn’t fine, but now I really was fine.

‘Yes, I’m fine.’

I held Emilia tightly and quietly gritted my teeth.

‘So I will.’

Ian’s face with the light behind him flashed before my eyes.

‘Whatever you want, I’ll make sure you never get your hands on it.’

Taking someone’s life wasn’t the only form of revenge.

Taking away what a person desperately wants can sometimes be the cruelest revenge of all.

‘Ian Miller.’

I made my resolve once more as I felt the cool breeze.

Never again would I give anything to the lover who betrayed me.

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“Hm?”

After finally calming Emilia down and returning to my room, I was greeted by a gentle light.

It was light coming from the communication orb that The King of Adamant had left behind.

‘What’s this, so suddenly? It’s not time to contact me yet?’

I quickly drew the curtains and pulled out the box from under the bed.

The communication orb inside the box was emitting a bright light.

[It’s been a while, Brown Lordling.]

It was still that annoyingly pleasant voice.

And still that frighteningly handsome face.

Kaiden, visible through the screen, was smiling broadly as if he was in a good mood.

“I greet His Majesty the King.”

[It’s been a while, but you don’t look very pleased to see me.]

Of course I wouldn’t be pleased.

Who could be happy to receive contact from an enemy nation’s king when I was feeling unsettled after encountering my former lover who killed me in the middle of the Imperial Palace?

“…I was just surprised by your sudden contact.”

[You look upset. Did something happen?]

This guy is quite perceptive too.

I shook my head slightly, pretending nothing was wrong.

“No, nothing happened.”

[That’s not the face of someone who had nothing happen.]

“If something did happen, it’s only that I was flustered by Your Majesty’s sudden contact.”

[Hmm.]

Kaiden propped his chin on one arm and raised an eyebrow.

[You’re not making a flustered face, but a sad one.]

The moment I instinctively flinched and brought my hand to my face.

Kaiden immediately grew serious.

[Something did happen, I see.]

He wasn’t someone I could lie to.

I sighed inwardly and slowly began to speak.

“To be honest, there was something that Your Majesty should know about.”

[Something I should know about?]

Kaiden crossed his arms and leaned back against his chair.

Being the perceptive person he was, he immediately guessed correctly.

[Is it related to the Holy Kingdom or the Breath of the Angel?]

I nodded and continued speaking.

“Previously, I told you about the conversation I overheard between mercenaries hiding in The Temple.”

[You did.]

“Today at the Imperial Palace, I encountered the person called Viscount Miller that they mentioned.”

[Viscount Miller?]

Kaiden seemed to ponder something for a moment, then tilted his head.

[That’s the first time I’ve heard that surname. Is he a notable noble in The Empire?]

“No, he seems to be a newly risen noble.”

[What exactly is his name?]

I hesitated for a moment, then quietly spoke his name.

“Ian. Viscount Ian Miller.”

Suddenly, silence filled the chamber.

I had merely spoken Ian’s name, yet Kaiden’s expression visible through the crystal orb was far from ordinary.

“Your Majesty?”

[…Exactly the same.]

What was exactly the same?

Kaiden muttered something incomprehensible to himself.

After seeming to think deeply about something, he asked me.

[Do you happen to know anything about this Ian Miller bastard?]

“As you can tell from the information I gave you before, he’s a noble from the 2nd Prince Faction who follows the Marquis of Redcliff, and…”

I took a breath and continued.

“He’s the one who killed the most precious person in my life.”

At that moment, Kaiden’s expression visibly hardened.

I had thought he was someone who could hide his emotions as well as I could.

But he could make such expressions in front of others too.

[I wondered where he had hidden himself, and here he was sitting pretty in a noble’s seat.]

I could almost feel an intangible killing intent through the crystal orb.

Kaiden seemed lost in thought for a while, then smiled brightly again.

The murderous atmosphere from moments before had completely vanished.

[How coincidental, though.]

It was clearly a fake and formal smile.

[I never would have thought that Brown Lordling and I would have the exact same target for revenge.]

Instead of answering, I stared intently at Kaiden.

I still didn’t know the reason, but he was also pursuing the Breath of the Angel.

‘Was this guy’s purpose not to chase the Breath of the Angel, but to chase Ian?’

Come to think of it, he had been following traces of my past.

It’s possible he wanted to find the culprit who killed me, not the Breath of the Angel.

‘Even thinking that way, I still don’t understand the reason.’

I had no memory of meeting such a person during my time as Kayla.

Yet I had no way of knowing when, where, or how Kaiden had met me to become so obsessed.

“And Viscount Miller will be participating in the upcoming subjugation as The 2nd Prince’s attendant.”

[As an attendant?]

“Yes.”

[The specific details about the subjugation haven’t even been announced yet, but he’s already volunteered as an attendant.]

“He seemed to already be well-informed about the subjugation.”

I looked directly at The King of Adamant visible through the crystal orb.

“By any chance, do you know anything about the subjugation? I believe you mentioned before that Adamant Kingdom would also participate in this subjugation.”

A strange glint appeared in Kaiden’s eyes.

[And?]

“If you know something, I was hoping you could give me a heads up.”

I spoke in a confident voice.

“We are allies, are we not?”

[Oh my.]

Kaiden smiled annoyingly.

[You’re making a difficult request, Brown Lordling.]

“Was it a difficult request?”

[It is. His Majesty The Emperor of The Empire earnestly asked me not to leak information about the subjugation to anyone.]

Since when had he been someone who kept promises with The Emperor so well?

Everyone else was busy looking after their own imperial candidates.

I was just thinking I’d have to make another unreasonable request to Somnia when.

[But I can’t disappoint my ally.]

Kaiden continued speaking with his arms crossed.

His arms, as thick as a baby’s head, looked uncomfortable squeezed between his shirt.

[I sent some gifts there as an apology. I’d appreciate it if you thought of them as a return gift for what Her Highness The Princess gave me.]

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