They put a lot of stuff on my face and eat the same way the younger siblings do, despite the fact that they have a different status and live in a totally different world.
"Lady, please try it."
When I wasn't eating again, Unnie recommended it to me again.
My tongue was flinching at the smell of sweetness, and I thought I could really eat it.
"Hmph."
When I took a bite, my whole body was about to melt.
It was a hundred times more delicious than the food that Duke Enotis threw when he was in a good mood. No, I didn't dare to compare it.
'Even if I die right away- No.'
It's not good, but it was delicious enough to make me think like that.
I tried to save it, but the bread quickly disappeared. My shoulders drooped naturally.
"Please eat this, too!"
"This is good, too!"
The Unnies brought delicious desserts to the front of me. It looked like it could be eaten.
While eating one by one with a fork, Jerion slipped out a dessert to me.
"Nunya, eath thhish too." (Nuna, eat this too.)
"Young Master Jerion, it's a bad thing to give what you don't like to others."
"...."
"I-likwe ith, sho ith'sh oway!" (I like it, so it's okay!)
"Lady. It's a good sister's attitude to cover up her younger brother's faults, but you can't be picky."
"Nunya..." (Nuna.)
Jerion looked at me pitifully. Looking at the eyes, I opened my mouth to the nanny without realizing it.
"Justh for thoday... i'll eath ith..." (Just for today... I'll eat it...)
As I wiggled my fingers and spoke, the nanny sighed softly. The nanny approached me.
"It's pumpkin pudding. It's sweet and delicious, not like regular pumpkin, but Young Master Jerion doesn't like it. Could you try it and judge for yourself?"
"Yesh!"
The nanny sighed once more, scooped out the pudding with a spoon and brought it to my mouth.
I thought I should give it to Jerion again, so I took it and ate it. At first I imagined a really bitter taste because he said he didn't like it, but it was better than I thought.
"Ith'sh good!" (It's good!)
"Right?"
The nanny fed me pudding one by one.
When the pudding reached the bottom, Jerion looked at me and put down the fork.
"Young Master Jerion?"
"Puth me down." (Put me down.)
When the nanny put him down from the chair, Jerion ran to me and hugged me.
"Nuna, i'm shorry-" (Nuna, I'm sorry.)
"Yesh?" (Yes?)
"Ith'sh not tasthy, and ith'sh bitther-" (It's not tasty, and it's bitter-)
"Ith'sh dewicioush for me." (It's delicious for me.)
I wiped Jerion's lips with my sleeve and said, Jerion's eyes widened.
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Baby princess survival dairy
FantasyAbandoned by her parents at the age of two. She was given divine powers at the age of five. She was entrusted to a temple and the Duke who came to know about her, and dreamed of a reasonably hopeful life. But it wasn't enough for her to be mistreate...
