He's my Fairytale

⸢ 34 ⸥

Early in the morning he was woken up by his Butler,Cariell stood up from his bed and walked towards the bathroom that was connected to his room.

He touched the water on the tub that was prepared and couldn't help but shiver. So cold. Do they want him to get sick?

But after so many years of experience, Cariell was already used to this. He could even say that if he were to take a bath using warm water then that was the time he might get sick instead of this.

Cariell checked the door if it was closed and locked properly before he started to take off his clothes one by one then without thinking twice,he immediately soaked himself in the tub.

Leaning on the edge of the tub,he closed his eyes to relax himself only for a certain someone to ruin it.

"Your Highness."

Cariell immediately opened his eyes and turned his gaze to look at the open door. A woman who was wearing a servant outfit was standing there,boldly looking straight back at him.

"The breakfast is ready."

And without waiting for the other party's response the woman then left and closed the door.

Damn!That's it?

Can't you wait until I finish my bath and come out to tell me that?Wait,how did you even open the damn door it was locked!

Don't tell me that Butler gave you guys the key.Wasn't the key supposed to be in his hands?

What the heck!

Cursing on his heart,Cariell could only grind his teeth in anger. He breathed in and out,trying to calm himself.

Forget it,but if this thing happened again he wouldn't let that someone who would boldly open his door let go.

Even if you say he was worthless he still needs some privacy! What if those women were lusting on his body?Thinking of this Cariell couldn't help himself but shiver and felt goosebumps all over his body.

Sitting on the chair while looking at the dish in front of him Cariell picked up the table napkin first and put it on his lap.

Then next was the knife with his left hand then the fork with his right. 

He was in the dining room,the room carried an elegant and peaceful atmosphere like it wasn't a dining room and was a study room instead.

The table was long with a twelve chair that people could sit with.

Cariell was currently sitting on the end of the table,alone. While some servant was standing at the side.

The dish at his front was an eggplant that was fried with an egg and a one/fourth size of beef. A glass of milk beside it.

He stabbed the fork on the eggplant omelette cut it with the knife,put it in his mouth then chewed it.

His face remained calm but his tongue already wanted to spit out the food.

Judging by the look of the dish it seemed delicious but only he who had eaten it knew how hard it was for him to continue chewing it.

There was so much oil,the outside was burnt yet the inside was raw. It was hard to describe the sensation of chewing such a thing and swallow it down on his throat.

If someone else tasted it instead of him they probably started to vomit already after a single bite.But he still chewed and swallowed it like nothing was wrong.

His heart was screaming,badly wanted to complain and throw the dish on the ground but what could he do?

The words his Butler always told him echoed in his mind. He wasn't worth his Father's time thus no matter how badly he wanted to throw these things away and curse these servants he could only endure and imagine it in his mind.

This was his breakfast. What food would he eat if he wasted this?

Looking down at the beef beside the eggplant omelette he thought.

Maybe,maybe the beef wasn't the same and the eggplant was only a prank but after tasting it,Cariell put down the utensils and grabbed the glass of milk but also immediately put it down.

The beef was the same as the eggplant,the milk doesn't taste like it comes from animal milk.

(Cow or goat's milk)

He knew the taste of those two milk because he sometimes drank one before at the Academy.

Thinking that a possibility that it might come from a certain human mountain's pointy thing on top of it, Cariell stood up from his seat and hurriedly ran outside like he was being chased by something. His hand covering his mouth,as if trying to not let the thing that wanted to get out went out.

Reaching outside he knelt on the ground and immediately removed the hand covering his mouth and let the thing that wanted to get out be free,in short he vomited. Even the sandwich he ate yesterday wasn't spared.

The vomiting lasted half an hour until Cariell felt his body losing its energy and unable to move anymore. So he just let himself knelt on the ground, his head hanging down when suddenly a sweet voice sounded in his ear.

"This gentleman,are you ok?"

Raising his head and turning to look at his right where the voice came from he couldn't help but daze.

A youth was standing there,the clothes he was wearing fitted his aura. Eyes clear and bright that even if his eyebrows right now were wrinkled but it didn't affect his look at all.

Just who and where did this angel come from?