*** Two years passed like that, and I was now three years old.
In the meantime, there was the rolling over event and the event of calling Mother ‘Eomua’, and the Empress went around bragging to everyone as if she owned the world.
During that time, the man called Father never came to see me.
I guess he was busy.
“Lily!
Me!
Book!
Give!” Ah, the new maid beside me is my new nanny, Lily Blorand.
She was scheduled to be assigned to the Imperial Knights at the youngest age, but before I opened my eyes, the former wet nurse was murdered, so Lily was chosen as a woman with strong combat power.
The fact that the former wet nurse was murdered filled me with fear and bitterness, and I accelerated my training.
As a result, I was playing string figures with mana, and Lily, beside me, asked with a smile.
“Yes, Imperial Prince.
Shall I give you the new, pretty storybook that just came in?” “No!
Me!
Word!
Dictionary!” “My…
Imperial Prince, don’t you want to see the pretty animal friends?” “Dictionary!
Give!” …For the record, the reason I talk like this isn’t to express my anger at the world, but because while I know all the easy words, it’s difficult to connect sentences smoothly.
With an upset expression, Lily muttered, ‘Our Imperial Prince’s childhood innocence…’ and handed me the word list.
It had been six months since my grandfather did somersaults and a triple axel, bringing me magic books after I made a cube in front of him.
The moment I opened the book with a pounding heart, I was so shocked my hands and feet went numb and tears fell.
Naturally, I couldn’t read.
As if it were saying, ‘The translation privilege ends here.
Be grateful you can even understand, human.’ The unfamiliar letters swam before my eyes.
I was knocked down by the one-two punch of a nation-produced game with a new language system that wasn’t Hangeul, and begged Lily to teach me how to read.
But she didn’t teach me how to read; instead, when I said her name, ‘Lily,’ I was kissed repeatedly on the face.
The impudent thing…
That’s why I’m looking at this!
The word dictionary.
“Imperial Prince, look at this~ The puppy friend and the kitty friend are playing here~” Like a fangirl calling for her idol oppa in front of an airport gate, Lily eagerly shook the storybook in front of me as she read.
“And so the dog and cat fell in love and had a cat-like dog…
oh my, what is with this story?” “It’s fine!
Put it away!” “Hmph…” I feel bad for Lily, but inside me, an emaciated patient more obsessed with health than the PD of ‘Secrets of Longevity’ is firmly planted, so I have no developed emotions.
As Lily was forlornly closing the storybook, her eyes trembled, she shot to her feet, and bent at the waist in a polite greeting.
“I greet the Sun of the Empire!” ‘What?
The sun?’ The moment I looked back in confusion, the Emperor’s face that had pushed me into anguish was right there!
Snap!
Eye contact!
Snap!
A suffocating silence!
Snap!
‘Hmm…
what should I do?
Should I greet him?
I guess I’ll just say the same thing as Lily.’ I stood up on the spot and made a deep bow.
“Empire!
Sun!
Greet you!” ‘Sseup…
I think I said that a bit too energetically…?’ The Emperor suddenly picked me up and met my eyes.
Then he said…
“You’re healthy.” ‘…What, is he dissatisfied that I’m healthy?’ “Are you the Imperial Prince’s nanny?” “Yes, Your Royal Highness.
I am Lily Blorand, daughter of the Viscounty Blorand.” “I see, Viscounty Blorand…
Your father is having a hard time in the 3rd Knight Order.” “It is an honor that you remember.” “Is the Imperial Prince reading that dictionary?” “Yes, the Imperial Prince doesn’t seem to like storybooks at all.” I just blinked my eyes awkwardly.
“He speaks well for a child.” Lily’s eyes sparkled as she entered ‘our child is doing great, isn’t he?’ mode.
“Ah!
From the beginning, the Imperial Prince’s development has been one to two months ahead of ordinary children, and he is able to use a certain degree of grammar.
I believe his ability to handle magic power since he was a newborn has had a great influence…” “Enough.
I’ve heard it from the Empress.” “Ha!
Yes, I understand.” The Emperor stared at me, and just as I was about to say something in this suffocating battle of wits…
“Are you in any pain?” ‘Hm?’ “No!
I’m not!” “I see.
They say you can already handle magic power?
Show me.” At that, I shot out a thread of mana from my hand and demonstrated self-string figures.
I did it a lot on my sickbed.
I had no one to do it with, so I practiced alone.
The moment I displayed my flashy hand skills, about to channel my inner ‘Grandfather’s Wallet Destroyer’…
“Oh my, Your Majesty, you were here.” My mother came into the room and naturally hooked arms with the Emperor.
Then, she leaned on the Emperor’s shoulder and said.
“Our son is lovely, isn’t he?” “…
He is healthy.” “He’s smarter than his peers, right?” “So it seems.” “Come see him more often from now on.” He didn’t show his face often, so I thought he might not be on good terms with my mother, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.
Well, as long as he’s not on bad terms with my mother, I don’t care.
Still, it’s a bit uncomfortable, but he doesn’t seem like a bad guy, so I said one thing.
“Come often!” At that, the Emperor gave a small smile and said.
“I will.”