I Became the Black Swan Mother of the White Swan Princess Chapter 30

Published at 27th of November 2020 10:50:35 AM

Haniel will become a beautiful heroine in the future, and Lady Melloe was perfect to teach her court etiquette and common sense.

“Selene, I know that you’re afraid of her, but….”

“I think it’s a good idea!”

“…… huh?”

Selene, who knew I’d be devastated, had a positive outlook.

“I’m for it. I’d rather follow Lady Melloe’s steps. And since I’m a nanny, I’ll tell you to go to school!”

“….”

There’s something off about this.

I looked at her with wide eyes, but she was already busy adjusting her appearance. Originally, I would persistently delve into it, but the princess, now in tears, was looking up at me.

“Mom, where am I going?”

“No, no, Haniel. I’m not asking you to go anywhere.”

“Oh, brother, I’m not going. Take care of your brother!”

The white swanling turned pale and fell all over and over again.

Mom knows how scared your brother is.

I forced the child to calm down, recalling the eyes of the emperor, who had been choked with tears just by looking into it.

When I heard him, he was so scared of his beak that I thought he was good at not sending it back that day.

“Haniel, no. I’m not going.”

“Really? How big is it?” …

“That’s…”

Until our Haniel is not afraid of anything anymore.

Until one day someone appears to protect her from loneliness instead of me.

“Mommy will be there, Haniel.”

“But you’re not going to keep calling the princess by that name, are you?”

Selene broke in again as she swept away the faint white fur. She had feathers that looked like it’s finished trimming and looks more like her aunt rather than a nanny.

”No matter how little she knows about, you should be more vigilant; she’s quick witted.”

“Ah, well. I should.”

No matter how much I dedicated myself to Haniel, this must only be the secret of us three.

Rather than wasting my life, the lake itself is a survival wild world. Even if everyone was caught by Lania and lived as an animal, it is safer to keep her identity a secret as everyone is under Lania’s surveillance.

“Do you have a new name in mind then? You should let Lady Melloe know when she is registered.”

“….”

“If it’s a name….”

“You can name her swanling as you’ve been calling her. Since she is white, it is okay to call-”

“Then you’ll remain as a nanny for her forever and call her a swanling?”

Even though Haniel’s not her own child, Selene’s still sincere.

Having dropped Selene close, I lowered my head to look at Haniel again. I couldn’t believe it when I saw a young being smiling just by looking at it.

Selene raised her hands and put them on her face, falling in love openly while laughing at her baby’s facial expression.

“All right, I’ll ask Lady Melloe to name her. She’s an aristocrat, so she should know a great name—.”

“Reina.”

“—Yes?”

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“I’ll call you Reina.”

The name word slid out smoothly from her lips.

Haniel was fortunate that she was not named closer to her original name “Haniel,” as she was hiding for the meantime.

“It suits you, my princess.”

“Well, it’s not that bad.”

“So, you’re done with your plans now, right?” She’s going to school tomorrow. In two days, three of us are throwing a party to celebrate our moving.”

Knock, knock.

Selene, who was delighted by the word “party” in two days, swiveled her eyes around.

“Mmadame!”

It’s a normal knock; nor even a rattle. Clank!

A soft sound that shouldn’t be heard here made me anxious.

Lania and Rebecca were the only humans who came here, but it was normal for them to open the door in a hurry as if it would break if they knocked like that.

“—.”

Knock, knock.

At the sound of the exact knock that sounded again, Selene and Haniel hid in the corner.

I was uneasy when I realized that my daughter was still here.

No, it is rather disturbing, not them.

“Who, who are you?”

There’s no way anyone knows I live here.

However, the fact that they came here themselves meant that they had come to visit me.

Since I lived in the duke’s most secretive, hidden villa, I was branded as the witch of the ducal house.

“Who are you?”

“We meet again, Duchess of Evendell.”

“…”

This made it more clear than the naked sight of them.

My teeth chattered, my jaw trembling along with my face, while I gazed at one of my daughter’s brothers who was next to a handsome, melancholic man.

Chapter end