Who could Leblaine, an orphan, give Carnation as a gift to?The only person left was the Duke of Dubbled.
'Oooooh!'
The vassals shouted as if they had found a rope.
"Look, Your Excellency!'"
"Carnation!"
"She's the only one who will give you a carnations corsage!"
The vassals welcomed Leblaine's carnations, ready to jump if they could.
The Duke paused in front and glanced gently at Leblaine. The child wriggled her hands with a shy face.
***
I thought the word "carnation" was an excuse for being left behind in the power struggle.I was offended by what they said because I had no experience with the thing.
It's just a piece of thing that's useless to receive.
But, It didn't feel too bad to get it.
***
'What did I do wrong?'
The duke's eyes at me were so intense.
Are you mad that i spent a lot of money in the shop?
Or when i draw you in the sketchbook, did you notice that i always drew a horn with it?
'Why are you looking at me like that?.......'
My insides were burning black, and the vassals were smiling.
"Did you buy your own corsage?"
"Yes."
The vassals were overjoyed when I answered.
Then the duke's mouth curled up.
'Wow, it's even scarier today.'
I grabbed Lea's leg, But the vassals smiled and pushed me lightly on the back.
"How about handing it over to him now?"
"Yes, that would be good."
Shall we? I know i bought the corsage anyway, but it's weird to procrastinate.
'It's my first time giving a carnation, so I'm a little embarrassed.'
I wriggled my hands.
Then the vassals became more tired and urged me, "Go ahead!"
The people surrounding me were divided like the Red Sea, and the duke was seen in front of a straight line.
And I was shyly sticking out a corsage.
To Lea.
"...........!"
"...........!"
"...........!"
"Oh my."
Lea shut her mouth with a look as if she didn't think she would receive it.
'Since I gave you this, you'll give me more snacks, right?'
Lea bent her knees before me in tears.
"Are you trying to give it to me?"
"Nea lwike. Thwank you. (Lea i like you,Thank you.)"
"Thank you, little miss. I'll keep it in my chest"
Lea hugged me, and I rubbed my face against her neck.
But it was strange.
'Why is the back of my head so cold?'
I looked back, wondering what was going on.
YOU ARE READING
The Baby Rising A Devil
FantasyThree reincarnations. Fourth life. She is chosen to grow up as a Child of Fate; but when the real Child of Fate appears, she is sacrificed for that child. In the second life she is abused. In her third life she lived as a beggar. "This country is no...