The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 7

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Chapter 7. The Prince and the Nanny (1)

“Childcare is definitely hard labor.”

I sighed as I closed the door to my room.

“Or maybe that brat is just particularly troublesome.”

Thinking of that annoying prince’s face made me feel like my blood pressure was rising for no reason.

I had chosen to leave Edwin alone instead of chasing after him when he ran off with the bracelet.

But then the housekeeper caught me leaving Emilia by herself at just the wrong moment.

The problem was that the housekeeper discovered Emilia first, sneaking into the kitchen to steal food because she couldn’t bear her hunger.

– If I catch you neglecting your duties one more time, your wages will be docked. Do you understand?

Damn it.

To think I’d be threatened with money by some ordinary person.

My pride was hurt, but I had no choice.

I needed funds to escape from this place, and every penny was precious in my situation.

In the end, I had to spend the entire day chasing after the royal siblings.

Of course, Edwin kept running away with a sour expression whenever he saw me.

I let out a deep sigh.

“I never thought I’d end up making a living as a nanny.”

The word ‘nanny’ suddenly brought back old memories.

I, or rather ‘Kayla Angel,’ was an orphan.

It was the sin of being born in an era where blood never dried due to attacks from monsters and barbarians.

Abandoned at birth, I lived for seven years in an orphanage attached to the temple.

There, I met a woman.

She was a woman who acted as a mother to children who had lost their parents like me.

We called each other ‘family.’

But the peaceful life there didn’t last long.

Even the temple couldn’t avoid the barbarian attacks.

The temple burned down, and the children scattered in all directions, their lives and deaths unknown.

I barely escaped with my life, only to be caught by some strange slave trader.

The slave trader sold me to the assassin group ‘Breath of the Angel’ for a high price.

Despite being malnourished, I had a better build than others my age, which convinced The Former Captain.

My first memory there was the face of an instructor ordering me to kill a puppy that couldn’t even open its eyes.

Only after spending five years in the assassin group could I go back out into the world.

And then, I happened to reunite with The Woman who had raised me.

She was still doing an excellent job as a mother figure to homeless and parentless children.

Unlike me, who couldn’t say anything due to the sudden reunion, The Woman immediately embraced me and wept sadly upon seeing me.

– I’m so glad you’re alive. Really glad, Kayla.

In front of her, I couldn’t bring myself to reveal what I did for a living.

After reuniting with this old connection, I continued to visit her from time to time.

Being with that person made me feel like I had returned to my hometown.

Though what hometown could a complete orphan have?

But The Former Captain, who had marked me as a candidate for the next captain, wouldn’t tolerate my meetings with her.

– What good is talent? This one is defective.

The Former Captain clicked his tongue as he pointed his blade at my chest when I returned to the assassin group.

– To think you’d kill all the members I sent to kill that woman. Is she your real blood relative or something?

Instead of arguing with his words, I lowered my eyes and made a vow.

– I will never meet that woman again. So please don’t touch her.

– Do you think that woman will understand you just because you do that? You, who have already become a murderer?

He looked at me, covered in the blood of our members, with genuinely pitying eyes.

– This is why girls won’t do. So sentimental.

The Former Captain didn’t withdraw his sympathetic gaze from me.

– Kayla, that weakness of yours will kill you someday.

What answer did I give then?

I couldn’t remember well.

However, I did encounter that woman a few more times after that.

Through necessity disguised as coincidence.

In my dim memories, I caught a glimpse of her laughing with the children.

‘Emma.’

I repeated that woman’s name in my mind.

She’s probably spending her happy remaining years with her real blood relatives in her hometown by now.

She’s someone who deserves that.

Sometimes even the faint outline of memories can be comforting.

I fell asleep like that with my eyes closed.

It was a rare, very deep sleep.

* * *

“…Damn it.”

Around dawn when light began to break outside the window.

“So it really wasn’t a dream.”

I got up from my bed, still looking up at the surreal ceiling.

When I threw open the window, cold air rushed in.

Looking outside, I could see servants moving busily despite it being dawn.

Watching this utterly ordinary scene made my heart stir for some reason.

I had lived my entire life as an assassin and died as one.

My guilt about killing had faded long ago, and I had never felt any pride in life.

Perhaps that’s why.

I sometimes wondered what it would have been like if I had lived an ordinary life.

– You’re more romantic than you look, Kayla.

Reflexively, I remembered what that bastard Ian had said to me.

That son of a bitch who killed me often used the word ‘romantic’ when talking to me.

He also frequently told me, the captain, that I didn’t suit being an assassin.

‘That’s why I liked him. That bastard.’

When everyone told me I was born to be an assassin.

Only he told me that being an assassin didn’t suit me.

I liked that about Ian. Probably.

‘But what use is that now?’

I turned around, shaking off the pointless memories.

A modest dress hung neatly on the wall as if waiting for me.

Yesterday, while eavesdropping on conversations among the people here, I learned several facts.

‘First, I came back to life a year after I died.’

I couldn’t understand why there was a year-long gap.

I couldn’t even begin to comprehend how I could have come back to life in the first place.

There must be a reason, but there was no way to find out for now.

‘Second, the real ‘Rachel Brown’ came here through a recommendation from the previous nanny.’

I couldn’t find out what happened to the previous nanny because no one would answer when I asked.

Everyone would change the subject whenever even the word ‘Con’ from ‘Mrs. Conrad’ came up, so there was nothing I could do.

I could only tell that the real Rachel Brown had a special relationship with the previous nanny.

‘Third, security is twice as tight as usual due to the visit of a foreign king and his delegation.’

I had planned to secretly go in and out to gather information about the organization and Ian, but it seemed I’d have to postpone that.

Some king from a newly established kingdom had visited with his knight order, but why did it have to be now of all times?

‘The timing is absolutely perfect.’

If I got caught climbing over walls while a foreign king was visiting, I might end up framed for all sorts of crimes and die miserably.

This body wasn’t bad in terms of athletic ability either, but it was pathetic compared to my previous body.

I didn’t want to get caught trying to escape with clumsy skills and end up executed.

‘I’ll have to lay low for a while.’

I stared quietly at the dress hanging on the wall.

‘Right, this isn’t childcare—it’s a mission.’

My assigned role is ‘nanny.’

The clients aren’t one, but two.

A temperamental prince and a troublemaker princess.

‘I’ll endure it even if it’s hard. It’s just a means to gather money anyway.’

Once I’ve saved up some funds and built up my strength, I’ll escape immediately.

I straightened the hem of the dress I was wearing, looking forward to the day I could escape from this place as soon as possible.

“Shall I go?”

Having finished getting ready, I vigorously opened the door.

It was the moment my second day as nanny at the Prince’s Palace began.

* * *

Perhaps it was thanks to chasing after the prince siblings desperately yesterday.

Fortunately, the mishap of not being able to find the prince’s room didn’t occur.

When I entered the room carrying Emilia, who was still half-asleep, Edwin looked at me with surprised eyes.

“What brings you here at this hour?”

His expression suggested he never expected me to come bother him starting this early.

I hadn’t particularly expected a welcome, but seeing him openly reluctant made me feel spiteful for no reason.

“Isn’t it natural for me, as your nanny, to come wake Your Highness?”

“How unusual. You never came at this hour once during the past two weeks.”

The maid who happened to enter carrying wash water also glanced at me as if finding it strange.

‘Judging by their reactions, it seems the real Rachel Brown wasn’t suitable talent for a nanny either.’

I lowered my head to hide my embarrassment.

“I apologize. Being in an unfamiliar place, I was adapting and have been rude to Your Highness until now. I will correct this in the future…”

“Never mind.”

The boy yawned lazily and then obediently got up from bed.

It seemed he had given up on running away like yesterday.

“I’ll wash my face.”

Edwin stood in front of the basin filled with wash water with a still-sleepy face.

But then the boy started doing something completely incomprehensible.

‘What is he doing?’

Edwin just dipped his fingertips in the wash water and rubbed his eyes.

The boy repeated this process a few times, then stared straight at me.

“I’m done washing.”

Done washing? What did he wash? His eyeballs?

I quietly let out a sigh.

I never dreamed I’d have to teach a prince how to wash properly.

“You need to wash behind your ears too.”

Despite my helpful pointing out, Edwin shook his head irritably.

“Ah, I did it properly!”

What did he do properly?

I forced myself to smile at the boy.

“Your Highness, the parts that aren’t easily visible tend to be the dirtiest. Behind the ears or the neck…”

“I’m not dirty!”

“On what grounds?”

At my question, Edwin shouted with a voice full of conviction.

“Because I’m a prince!”

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