How To Hide Emperor's Child

Chapter 111

Kaizen opened his eyes in the room where the sunlight was shining.

Theor was sleeping soundly on his arm.

With messy black hair on his forehead and plump cheeks, sleeping Theor was as cute as an angel.

'Your sleeping face looks like Astelle.'

His calm and lovely appearance was just like Astelle.

Although Kaizen had only seen Astelle sleeping once.

Seeing Theor sleeping soundly, the memories of last night came to mind.

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After a brief dinner and bath, Theor changed into his pajamas with Hannah's help and returned to Kaizen's room.

Theor got into bed with the old teddy bear in his arms and lay down next to Kaizen.

Blynn, who followed Theor, quickly lay down on its stomach on the cushion next to the bed.

"Have a peaceful night, Your Majesty, Prince."

Hannah bowed her head politely and backed away.

Theor waved his hand out of the blanket.

"Good night, Hannah."

The door closed and the two were left alone. The emperor's bedroom is spacious and warm.

The light from the fireplace added warm energy to the room.

Theor covered himself with a thick blanket and ruffled the teddy bear with his little hands.

This was the first time Kaizen had a child sleeping next to him.

He never thought he would like a child.

Looking at Theor who was buried in the soft blanket, Kaizen asked, "Is there anything else you need?"

At those words, Theor pulled the hem of his shirt as if waiting.

"Tell me about the old story!"

"Old story?"

"It's a story from a fairy tale book."

'A fairy tale.'

When he was as young as Theor, he liked it too. But that was more than twenty years ago.

He can't remember any fairy tales now.

Kaizen began to be educated as a future emperor by the time he was six or seven years old.

As he read boring thick books, all the cute old stories were erased from his head.

"I do not know any fairy tales......"

"Why?"

Theor looked at him in disbelief. As if asking how one could not know fairy tales.

"Because as I grow up, I forget about it."

Theor tilted his head, not understanding.

"My mom remembers everything. Grandpa, too."

"......"

"Even my bad grandfather told me old stories."

"Who did what?"

Theor always called the Duke of Reston that way.

"My bad grandfather told me an old story. The story of the old emperor."

"It must be about my father."

Kaizen didn't really like the Duke of Reston, who continued to approach Theor.

Before marriage, Astelle asked him to leave the Duke to her, as she would take care of him herself.