The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke Chapter 48

The only adult woman living in this palace was Liatris, except for the owner, so I was nervous and breathless.

‘If she take it, it will be really big.'

It was an extra with only her name, and I didn't know anything about her.

However, if she have come to Lagrange for the hostess of the Grand Duchess who rule the north-

‘She is not a good person,'

she is the one who seduced Derek to make Alphonse heir to the Grand Duke.  I tried to calm my limbs trembling with fear.

‘OK.  I won't be caught.  Did I hide      completely?'

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“Oh, uh!”

‘I cry boringly.'

Liatris had many children for my age, but she always hated newborn babies. Baby  cried really constantly as newborn children, and I already demanded that I ran out of love like a dry well.

‘If she fall in love, it will disappear.'

Half of the children born in Lagrange died before they were a year old.

Commoner children born in winter died very easily because they had nothing to eat, but in Lagrange, scarce food was not a problem.

Weak children were eliminated by a brother or half-brother who was born in the same ship, unless they were born with strong fortunes.

If the mother tried to protect her weak child, she was taken as a child of a'cold woman' and was judged as useless, even the other children.  In the cold northern lands, uselessness meant death.

“Don't cry,”

the baby didn't have a name yet. Now, even giving her a name was patient.

Even seducing Derek, struggling with other Lagrange women for Alphonse, is boring.

‘I feel tired.'

Liatris sighed and looked at the baby and pressed her temple.

From the moment she married Derek Lagrange, she had a terrible headache.

Sometimes I wanted to get better when I left for a vacation, but from the moment I entered Lagrange Castle, I started to suffer again.

‘You're being punished.'

When pain crushed her, as if it were on a rock, Liatris recalled the dead children.

‘It is paying for the milk.endure.'

It was her original sin to choose the Grand Gong, whose roots were demons, as refuge.  I recalled her hometown, twenty years after my departure.

‘If Alphonse is the Grand Duke-‘

If Alphonse, the eldest son of Lia tris, becomes the owner of Lagrange, the owner of the vast northern, and the grand dukes that form the backbone of the Empire Bernoulli, her father, Marquis of Euler, will accept her again.

Liatris rubbed her lips and breasted her by a baby, one of the many seeds she scattered.

‘If she survive, I don't know if he can take her to his family.  ‘

She smiled powerlessly as she looked at the baby grabbing her finger.  When she puts a plump baby in the cradle, her eyes taper.

‘What is that?'

The red Mary Jane shoes that popped out of the sofa were certainly the children's.  Liatris was one of the girls, Veronica, and her feet were much bigger than that.

Lia Tris slowly steps toward the sofa.  The red shoes the size of the palm of her child's hands tremble.  A rabbit was depicted on the white socks that reached her ankles.

“Hmm.”

How do I handle this.  Liatris was a little laid-back, like a beast with my rabbit in front of her eyes.

Considering that there is only one pair of shoes worn, it is unlikely that Catherine's child of a wealthy family as much as Liatris.

The child sighed of relief as to whether she thought she was still undetected.

‘Then, you're saying that you're the dead Camille's child.'

Liatris recalled Camille, who was greedy and as despicable as her, but was particularly violent.

  ‘No, were you brave?'

She is the only LaGrange woman who has shown resentment towards Derek.

No one likes Derek among the countless women who don't even remember her name right now, but Camille was the only one who took the feeling out of her mouth.

Love was impossible on the icy land of LaGrange.  So Leatris laughed so much that when Derek put his love in her mouth, her stomach hurt.

‘He love me so much that he killed my first child?'

I barely swallowed up the sharp questions that popped up from time to time.  It didn't matter who survived and became the householder, and it didn't matter what the dead child was.

All the women of LaGrange were eager to make  child a house, and it became just as ugly as that desire.

I can't even remember what it used to be.

‘It must be Dietrich's sister I saw at the banquet.  ‘

Liatris knew that Dietrich was Alphonse's only rival.  If she doesn't use any hands, she's sure her son will lose.

“Huh!”

It was a moment when I was about to lean a little to get the child out.  This child coughed a little to see if she drank the dust from her movement.

The trembling shoes stop moving.  Liatris bent her knees to look her under the sofa.

“……. .”

The child was hiding her face under my little arm.

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‘Even if I didn't cough only!'

I closed my eyes tightly to the gaze I felt from above.  Suddenly dust came in my nose, so I wouldn't have noticed even if I hadn't just coughed.

‘What should I do…….. .'

I buried my head in the arms I gathered while worrying.  With Liatris' sharp gaze, the back of the head seemed to be worn away.

‘If I just pretend I don't know, wouldn't I go.'

It was an unpredictable idea. For what kind of thing, she didn't force me out or talk to me.

‘Huh?  Have you ever noticed it?

  Her footsteps ring as if she's moving away.

‘I guess she's gone.'

Just in case, I raised my face, and her eyes struck me like a tiger.

‘Hugh!'

It will not work anymore, but I tried to stop the sound from leaking out.

“What?”

Thanks to that, the broken mobile powder in my hand, which was given strength when I sneeze earlier, comes into my mouth.

I sneeze again and shake my body.

“Hey, hey!”

  ‘Oh, it's ruined.'

Goodbye, my days when I eagerly carried a baby bottle to Dietrich to preserve my body.

All of the hardships I had so far gazed in front of my eyes, like soap bubbles.  Sad, but let's not cry.

‘It seems that I was destined to end here today.'

Liatris chases me back and walks away from the aura that comes up sharply over the broken mobile fragment.

Curiously, there was no sound of walking from her feet.

“Weak animals don't make noise……. .”

Lia Tris said calmly.

“Basically, you should hide your feet.”

Looking back at her words, I noticed my feet protruding out of the sofa.  She sheds a small laugh as I breathe and hide my feet in hurry.

“Now I can't see you just because you hide it.”

“……. .”

  “What's in your hand?”

She asked in a relaxed tone, as if there was nothing in a hurry.  It's like an attitude that I will never be able to escape from this place even if I struggled.

  ‘Would Dietrich's prey feel like this?'

I closed my eyes as I recalled the wild animals that used to be roasted in bonfires.

“I don't have patience, but I don't like wasting time.”

Lia Tris rushes me back.  I tried to avoid her gaze and looked down at the white powder that gradually fell from my hand in her fist.

‘This seems to have destroyed all the eerie statues in Liatris Palace.'

  There was really no way to make sure my assumptions were correct.  To see her attitude change, like Lancel, I had to read Liatris' aura, but it wasn't read properly if she overdosed this tomb.

“Nothing.”

“Isn't that the mobile attached to that cradle?”

“……. .”

“Hmm? Stealing?”

I swallowed at Liatris' self-talk.  She was a girl with purple eyes like a flower that took her name.

She looked younger with her hairy blonde tied together, but she was an older Lagrange elder than Derek.

‘She don't look like Yuric at all.'

Yuric was a gentle dog statue when his eyes were slightly lowered, but Liatris…… .

‘Tiger?'

Like a cat, the pupils are slender and the tails of the eyes rising up to the sky remind me of a beast at first glance.

“What is it…. .”

If I say that I deliberately swollen the mobile, it seems like she will throw me out of the window.

I spit out momentarily and hold onto the sofa legs.  Because if she tried to force me out I had to hang.

But instead of grabbing my leg, Liatris bends her knees to meet eye level.

“I'm looking at you, so my head doesn't hurt.”

“Yeah?”

“Is it a coincidence or your ability?

I searched for Aura late to her question.  Although there were holes scorched like burn marks everywhere in the purple aura, there weren't any corners left to cleanse.

‘Is Asmodeus really hiding the cursed statue?'

“Come out here. My throat hurts.”

I procrastinated at the words of Liatris and crawled out from under the sofa.  She was so tall as an adult male, so she had a sore throat when she tilted her head back.

“Hello.”

I bowed my head briefly, then hid the broken mobile.  But, as if she wasn't beginning, she picked me up and took her mobile.

“This mobile, I think Derek was said to be a memento of the first Grand Duke of Lagrange.”

“Regards.”

“Why did you break this?”

Chapter end