How To Hide Emperor's Child

Chapter 85

He caught Theor and dragged him away.

"No!"

Theor shouted.

Another man said,

"Handle that kid carefully."

Then the man covered Theor's mouth with a cloth.

Suddenly he could smell a strange smell.

But his memory ended there.

As he recalled the memories of last night, Theor bit his lip to keep from crying.

Judging from the situation, it seems that he has been caught by these people.

He must have been kidnapped.

I know what kidnapping is.

I've seen it in children's books or plays.

Bad people were kidnapping children or ladies.

I know up to that point, but I don't know what happens after that.

In fairy tales, someone comes to rescue the kidnapped person, but he understood to some extent that reality and fairy tales are different.

'But where am I going now?'

The carriage was still going fast.

I wondered where I was going, but the men in front of me didn't seem willing to tell me.

'Where is my Grandpa?'

I realized that I hadn't seen my grandfather since I went into the closet last night.

The violent noise from outside the closet also came back to my memory.

'Did my Grandpa get hurt?'

Rather than the fact that he was kidnapped, he was afraid to think that his grandfather was injured.

"Sob......"

Theor began to cry as he sniffled.

Seeing Theor crying, the man on the other side got angry.

"Do not be noisy. A crying child is disgusting," said the man who talked to Theor from the very beginning.

Theor was forced to hold back his tears.

Another man, who was sitting still, said,

"Don't be rude. He is a precious young master."

He opened the carriage drawer and took out a small paper box.

Inside the box was a bite-sized biscuit.

It smelled like butter.

"I'll give you this, so don't cry."

Theor looked at the biscuit box with tears in his eyes.

He wasn't in a situation where he wanted to eat something like a biscuit, but he was taught not to turn down a gift from an adult.

Theor barely stopped crying and took the biscuit the man gave him.

And he politely bowed his head.

"Thank you."

"There's no need to say thank you like that."

At his blunt answer, Theor raised his head and looked at the man.

Upon closer inspection, he looked older than the man beside him.

He had eyes that looked nicer than the man beside him who kept talking.