I adopt the male lead

chapter 30

“Melissa!”

Karina called out to Melissa in embarrassment. Melissa repeatedly asked in a tone that seemed confident that she didn’t have to go.

“Is there any or no?”

Claude grinned.

“There is.”

“…Really?”

“Right.”

Claude bent his knees to meet Melissa’s eye level.

“She’s a princess of the South. I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you.”

“…”

Karina’s eyes widened.

‘He has a daughter.’

Claude wasn’t lying to convince Melissa. The Duke and his family weren’t ordinary nobles, but direct families of monarchs. Naturally, the Duke’s daughter would be called a princess. Melissa pouted when things didn’t go as she expected. Claude asked a question in a soft voice.

“Is there anything else you want, Melissa?”

“…I’ll go.”

“You’re a good kid.”

Claude lightly patted Melissa’s shoulder and stood up.

“If it’s okay with the lady, I’ll ask the owner to get the carriage right away.”

“I have to pack my things.”

“I can send someone. Their pain is still there. Excessive movement isn’t good.”

Karina opened her eyes wide.

‘How did he know?’

Although there was still pain, she could endure it without blinking an eye. She thought she wasn’t making it obvious at all, but he noticed that.

“Mom, are you sick…?”

Roland called Karina with a scarred face.

“It’s not a big deal. I tripped over a stone on my way here.”

“Mom is big so it’ll hurt more if you fall. Are you okay?”

“Mom is an adult, so it doesn’t hurt that much.”

Karina smiled and patted Roland’s head.

“Let’s go out. I don’t think there’s much time to delay.”

Claude gave the innkeeper gold coins and ordered him to order a carriage for four people. The innkeeper’s hands trembled, packed the gold coins into his pocket, and hurriedly left to call a carriage. After a while. The carriage arrived in front of the inn.

“…Oh.”

Karina blinked her eyes. The carriage was the most luxurious carriage Karina had ever seen, with a gleaming gold coat all over and draped in silk curtains. Claude’s shocked voice came out.

“A little… excessive”

“Well, it’s pretty.”

It was even more luxurious inside. It was the first time Karina know that there was a carriage with tables inside. Snacks piled up in a wrapper that was too good to be torn off on the table. Claude picked up one. The words that came out of Karina’s mouth were earlier than expected.

“Your Grace, I think it’s better not to eat it.”

“Why?”

“There’s dust left.”