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third episode

 

The voice crawling in was gone, and it leaked.

 

I was sad.

 

It was sad, sad, and depressed.

 

I feel like I'm left alone in the world.

 

The duke’s cold voice fell on my head.

 

“You’re getting cold.”

 

Cuck.

 

“It’s Dad!”

 

I clattered and raised my head.

 

Honestly, the Duke has appeared, so it can not be felt like a father.

 

But...

 

“Black—”

 

It was a child like this, and it was as if it was a door or a real father abandoned.

 

I tried not to cry, but my eyes seemed to be crying.

 

The Duke’s face was blurred.

 

Rather, I was encouraged again.

 

I can't see a hard, cold look.

 

“He’s my father!”

 

I think I have you, just like Clatier has a sense of smell.

 

“I’m going home!”

 

A thick tear dripped down. His nose was sour.

 

I squeezed my little fists and squeezed the Duke’s legs.

 

As if I wouldn't miss it.

 

“Dad, take me!”

 

 

****

 

 

“....”

 

“....”

 

It was too quiet. At first glance, I heard a breath swallowing around me.

 

I opened my eyes.

 

Again.

 

The tears that had formed fell and at the same time the face of the Duke of Paeraton was seen.

 

He looked terrible.

 

It is not a bad look, nor a distorted eye.

 

Rather, a face that is almost expressionless.

 

But I felt a bloody feeling.

 

Hiccup.

 

I had a hiccup without knowing it.

 

The Duke reached for me.

 

‘No! I'm not falling!’

 

I hung desperately on his leg.

 

I stuck to my strength, but the Duke of Paeraton easily put me up with one hand.

 

He didn’t throw me out or shake me off, as expected.

 

Instead, I looked at him as he came to my eye level.

 

One of the streets met red eyes.

 

It was a look I didn’t like.

 

Oh, you know what I like?

 

I'm sure he'll die if he lives here, so I can't help it!

 

Hiccup.

 

Unlike the proudly shouted (into), the hiccups kept leaking.

 

The Duke was the leader who raised one eyebrow, and soon he began to move.

 

With me in the bag,

 

“Your Majesty.”

 

The deputy, who was guarding his back like a shadow, called the Duke of Paeraton as if he were being dissuaded.

 

“Going back.”

 

But the Duke strode away, leaving only the words.

 

I dangled at the Duke’s waist as he moved.

 

'If you go back to this... is it taking me?'

 

My heart jumped.

 

Finally, finally, you're escaping from this terrible place!

 

I was looking at the door, one step, one step closer, without blinking.

 

“Oh.”

 

Suddenly the Duke of Paeraton stopped.

 

'Why would you do that?'

 

I glanced up at him, but I could not read anything in my dry face.

 

Somehow, the smear of anxiety climbed up on the back of the foot.

 

He turned around, leaving the exits at the corner.

 

I was also forced to turn my back on the door, which was hanging on his waistband.

 

‘Ser, you don’t—‘ (don’t say anything)

 

My heart has fallen to the floor.

 

I grabbed the lifeline.

 

‘No! Don't leave me!’

 

It was that moment.

 

“Aaaaaaaaaaaa!”

 

A tearful scream rang through the hall.

 

'What...?'

 

I held the peacock’s chest and looked at the source of the sound with a dazed look.

 

“Tie, Tieya!”

 

“Miss!”

 

“Well, what the hell—”

 

He could see Clatier through the gaps.

 

The price of the embroidered diamonds alone was torn apart by a mess of dresses that would have cost billions.

 

“My dress! My dress....”

 

Clatier sat down and groped for the ragged dress.

 

“Duke Paeraton!”

 

The Marquis wrapped his shoulders around Clatier and called to him with a blue face.

 

'Is that what the Duke did?'

 

The Duke did not draw a sword, nor was he close to Clatier.

 

But it seemed to be what he did when he saw the timing or the Marquis's status.

 

“Is it just discernment? You should be greedy.”

 

The Marquis was troubled by the cool Duke of Paeraton.

 

I was surprised to see him turn his head as if he were turning away without rebellion.

 

It is also the case that the Marquis, who was so huge that I could not rebel, lowered his posture so easily.

 

‘He’s like a man with a stab.’

 

That was the most amazing.

 

“Oh, Dad!”

 

Clatier called the Marquis with a crying face, but the Marquis was only a little over the girl and did not ask the Duke.

 

The Duke turned, as if there was nothing more to see.

 

I clung to his chest and sighed with relief.

 

'Thank God, I'm not leaving me behind.'

 

What the hell is the Marquis trying to get stabbed?

 

One question behind that, I left this hellish Marquis and headed for the Paeraton duke.

 

 

****

 

 

'The bed ceiling is gorgeous.'

 

I have been watching it every day for about ten years in the Paeraton duke, but it still does not meet.

 

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was surprised today and stretched out.

 

Oh, my God…

 

Even though I slept like that, my eyes are still hanging on my eyes.

 

‘What time is it?’

 

People here do not wake me up no matter how late you sleep.

 

Thanks to that, I was able to get the thread cut as I wanted.

 

And when I wake up, I notice this ghostly and enter the room.

 

“Did you cough, my youngest child?”

 

Like this.

 

“Yes, good morning.”

 

My sister gave me a little silent courtesy.

 

I dipped my hands in the washwater and glanced at the maids standing like interior decorations.

 

'I still don't have a look today.'

 

It had been a while since I’d been here, and I’d never seen him smile, let alone laugh.

 

And he said what he needed and answered.

 

'I don't think he ignores or hates me ...'

 

After washing my face, I whimpered out of bed.

 

The bed here was higher than the bed I had seen in my past life, so it was hard to climb up and down into a small body.

 

Well, in previous life, expensive beds are higher.

 

I've never had a bed before.

 

I tried to stand on my feet on the lug and stand in the same place.

 

'OK, my legs don't hurt.'

 

The wound caused pain when the muscles of the calf were tightened, but now I felt nothing.

 

The cold had also fallen for a long time.

 

My health has recovered at a rapid pace since I came to the Paeraton duchy.

 

I took off my old days and slept in a warm blanket every night, and I was in better condition than before I was sick.

 

'The Duke never comes.'

 

Even if he was treated at a rapid pace, it had passed more than ten days.

 

In the meantime, I could not see a hair of the Duke.

 

'I didn't mean to be so desperate to come.'

 

When I first met him, I did not think I was a daughter.

 

I, on the other hand, had been a father.

 

I was a little ashamed to think about it then.

 

I had never used a flock as an orphan in my past life.

 

Ugh, I'm embarrassed.

 

'No, this is also a full-fledged idea and I can do it.'

 

The feeling of shame or shame was a luxury in front of pain, pain, and hunger.

 

'I want to stay here all the time.'

 

The thought swelled up like a balloon in my heart.

 

I have not been told that I can stay here yet.

 

'Well, first of all, we have to figure out what the Duke is like.'

 

The Duke seemed far from justice, protection, peace, and such good words.

 

'I'm afraid you're a badass.'

 

In my long career in the Lopan, the villains are divided into two main categories.

 

 

1. A villain who should be beaten like Marquis Tarenka.

 

2. A good saram (limited to the female week) who is a villain, tyrant, and black film;

 

 

Two is my favorite dog, Rickter.

 

The Duke of the Flow must be number two! This stock, I succeeded!

 

I'm finally gonna get a little sun in my ratholes.

 

I want to say, but after I was reincarnated, I have been living in the back of the devil for a lifetime.

 

When I signed a reincarnation contract saying that the last day of the sun came to the rat hole, it was more than before that I greeted me.

 

‘There was nothing right about what he said, I can’t be vigilant.’

 

So, what if we're standing here to find out?

 

‘You should pay for your meal.’

 

I told the Duke.

 

I can pay for the food, so take him.

 

I was confident that I was not doing the work that was a group from the beginning like the Marquis.

 

I've been working since I was a baby in my past life.

 

Let's pay for the rice and look at the Duke's half-sham.

 

If the Duke is number one, I will be ready to stand down and run, and if I am number two, my life is like a pin!

 

'OK, let's go to work!'

 

I squeezed a small fist.

 

 

****

 

 

“Ma, my youngest girl—”

 

“We’re going to—”

 

The employees of the Paeraton duchy were always hard.

 

There was no miracle in the movement that seemed to be a ruler, so I did not know if I did not check it with my eyes.

 

But now they were rarely embarrassed without facial expressions.

 

“Let us know what you have.”

 

“I have to.”

 

I said simply, and wiped the window frame with a hard grind.

 

“But…”

 

“I came here to do this.”

 

“Yes?”

 

My words made the maids’ sisters even more embarrassed than they had been before.

 

They exchanged glances for a moment, then opened their mouths as if determined.

 

“I think you’ve got a misunderstanding.”

 

“You are the youngest daughter of the Duke of Paeraton, and you are here to work.”

 

“If I could have lived here because I was the youngest girl in the house, I’d have been a secretary.”

 

Not me, Marquis Tarenka.

 

“I don’t know the subject of a four-year-old who was abandoned by my father!”

 

The Marquis’s words were still tingling in his chest.

 

I denied it several times, but I knew it.

 

I was abandoned.

 

I'll pick you up if you sleep ten nights.

 

I have never seen a parent who said - come back.

 

In a moment, the Duke of Paeraton made no promise to me.

 

'Any child who is abandoned can never be a child of the city.'

 

I saw the iron door, which had been closed cold in front of me in my past life, in the window.

 

“That’s the youngest girl...”

 

The maid’s sister opened her mouth, but she caught her as if someone else had dried her up.

 

I wiped it like I was trying to erase the illusions in the window.

 

 

****

 

 

“What are you doing here?”

 

I stopped wiping the window and turned around in the cool voice behind me.

 

Under the afternoon sun, I saw a picture of a handsome man.

 

My father on paper, the Duke of Paeraton.

 

‘You’re back early today, I suppose.’

 

I’d been here a few times and asked where he was, but I’d just come back to say I was not there.

 

“I’m good at cleaning.”

 

It was originally clean, but now it is clear that the window does not exist.

 

I was confident.

 

The Duke’s eyes became sharp.

 

“Someone told you to do this crap.”

 

Useless.

 

“Bob, tell him I’ll do it—!”

 

“You still have a bit of a kick.”

 

Before I could finish, the Duke of Pa Eraton lifted me up.

 

He looked at me as if facing something terrible, and then strode to the sound.

 

I was anxious at once.

 

You're not going to throw me out of this because it's useless, are you?!

 

But the place I arrived was the party.

 

“Eat it.”

 

If you don't, I'll kill you.

 

It was a Joey who seemed to hear such threats.

 

I reached out to the plate, feeling small as a soy bean.

 

The Duke was staring at me, whether to say meal or struggle to live.

 

The eyes are so sharp, I do not throw them out if I do not, I might kill them! '

 

I put it in a hunch without knowing where the bread goes.

 

But there was a limit.

 

“Is that all you can eat?”

 

As soon as my hand stopped, the Duke asked.

 

It was cold enough to make my bones feel cold.

 

I reached for the plate again, but I couldn’t put food in my mouth.

 

I didn’t lie, and I really felt like I was going to burst.

 

“Can you eat more?”

 

Threats.

 

You're gonna blow up the ship and kill me!

 

‘This, this magnifying...’