Baby Princess’ Survival Diary

“You’re here, Lady.”

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“Shane… Hewwo…” (Shane… Hello…) 

 

“Yes.
The Duke is away for a while.
If you wait, he’ll be right back.”

 

“Ung.” (Yes.) 

 

When I sat on a familiar sofa and stamped my feet, Shane gave me juice.

 

“Thanw you.” (Thank you.)

 

“It’s nothing, Lady.”

 

Shane spoke with an expressionless face.

 

At first, I thought about it because I didn’t know what to call Shane, but Shane asked me to call his name first.

 

When I saw that, I was relieved that he didn’t seem to hate me.

 

Even if the Duke abandoned me, I thought he would take care of me to some extent. 

 

“Are you awake already?”

 

“Duwe!” (Duke!) 

 

As soon as the Duke came inside, he hugged me and lifted me.

 

After settling skillfully on the Duke’s arm, I naturally grabbed the Duke’s hem.

 

“Are you calling me Duke again?”

 

“Yesh?” (Yes?)

 

“Nothing.”

 

“Yesh!” (Yes.)

 

The Duke sat down and sat me on his lap and stared at me.

 

Still, there was a black thing tangled in the Duke’s head.

 

“Ith’s sthiww bwack here.” (It’s still black here) 

 

“I know.”

 

“Heal—” (Heal—)

 

“What do I say about divine power?”

 

“Don’th ushe ith—” (Don’t use it—)

 

“Yeah.
Good girl.”

 

“But—” (But—)

 

“My headache naturally disappears without that document.
You don’t have to suffer.” 

 

“The documenthsh don’th dishappear—” (The documents don’t disappear—) 

 

The Duke sighed as I remembered what Shane had said.

 

“…Of course.”

 

The Duke, who looked at the documents as if a little tired, shook his head.

 

“If you use your divine power too much, you’ll faint again.”

 

“It’s owkay!” (It’s okay!) 

 

I could endure that much pain.
I don’t die in that much pain, even when I’m sick and think I’m going to die.

 

“It’s not okay.”

 

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The Duke spoke firmly and put me down on the floor.

 

“Sleep a little more.
It’s time for children to sleep.”

 

  

“But—” (But.)

 

“Now.”

 

“Yesh…” (Yes.)

 

“And about the divine power?”

 

“I won’th ushe ith…” (I won’t use it.) 

 

“Good.”

 

The Duke smiled satisfactorily and called Jessi.

 

I thought that I had to come up with a different way and back to Jessie’s arms.

 

*****

 

Tak—.

 

As I pretending to be asleep, Jessie quietly left the room.

 

As the door closed and Jessie’s footsteps moved away, I got up. 

 

‘As long as I don’t vomit blood!’

 

I knew this because I watched Princess Enotis practice.

 

People think that divine power doesn’t need to be practiced, but its not true.
Divine power is the same as magic power or swordsmanship.
The more you polish it, the more it shines. 

 

“Roundly—”

 

The training methods previously done by Princess Enotis still remained in my head.

 

He told me not to use my divine powers, but if I don’t use them, they will deteriorate, so I had no choice but to practice secretly. 

 

I drew the divine power from my body and made it round and round.

 

Controlling the divine power required delicate effort.

 

I worked hard to pull out the divine power to make a circle, but it was bumpy. 

 

“A witthe bith—” (A little bit—)

 

As I smoothed my power as if trimming mud, a circle gradually formed.

 

Then, the process of dividing the circle in half to make two circles and then merging them again was repeated.

 

“Uh… Ugh… Uhh…”

 

The limit came quickly.
I was out of breath and felt nauseous.

 

When I hurriedly disrupted my divine powers, I was able to breathe.

 

“This is… Uhh… Divine… Ugh… No…”

 

Princess Enotis had once saved a dying person with my own divine power.

 

She fainted for a while due to the rebound, but she didn’t vomit blood like me.

 

“I..
I have tho aim more!” (I..
I have to aim more) 

 

I clenched my fist and got out of bed and drink the water Jessie had left.

 

My body felt a little chilly from a cold sweat, but after drinking the water, my stomach felt a little more relaxed.

 

“Good job!” (Good job!) 

 

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I used my powers again.
Concentrated on turning the divine power into circles, I forgot the chilly weather of early spring.

 

And so. 

 

“Ah-choo!”

 

I caught a cold.

 

*****

 

“Ha… Ha…”

 

The breathing sound was rough.
It’s annoying to hear, but I wondered what other people would think.

 

I tried not to breathe, but it was still hard.

 

The view was blurred because of the heat.
My throat was swollen and it was painful to breathe.
Even if I breathed in through my nose, it hurt like burning.

 

“Lady—”

 

Jessie was crying.
She was whispering that she was sorry for not covering the blanket properly.

 

No.
It just happened because I forgot the cold weather because I was practicing my divine power—.
I’m sorry.

 

I want to tell her not to cry, but my voice didn’t come out well. 

 

Jessie’s crying grew louder when she heard a my rough sound.

 

“How’s the improvement?”

 

“Her body is so weak and she have a very high fever—”

 

I heard the voices of many people.
An unfamiliar voice and familiar voice changed, disappeared, and then heard again.

 

“Ugh…”

 

“Even if it’s hot, you should cover her with a blanket.”

 

I heard the voice of the Duke above my head.

 

When I barely opened my eyes, there was really the Duke there.

 

“D..
Duwke… Cough—!”

 

“Water.”

 

The Duke quickly poured the water out to me.
It was warm water.

 

My throat ached when I drank it, but I still felt better.

 

The Duke’s hand was on my forehead.

 

The heat seemed to subside as the cool hand touched it.
My body was melt. 

 

“It’sh cool…” (It’s cool…) 

 

The Duke’s hand remained on my forehead till it became hot.

 

*****

 

(Duke’s POV) 

 

There are many children who long for love.

 

There are about one or two children who have been eliminated from noble society when the strong eats the weak and the weak is eaten by the strong 

 

And all of those children longed for affection.

 

I thought the same was true of Lione.
I thought the word “Save me” was a simple expression of longing for affection. 

 

The reason why the child first got into the carriage was simply because of gray hair and gray eyes.

 

Because it resembles her hair color.

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It was funny.
She was not dead and she was alive.
She just simply missing.

 

I was pouring money every day looking for her traces, but at the same time, I was dumbfounded as if she had died like this.

 

“Cough!”

 

As soon as I saw the child vomiting blood and collapsed, I immediately thought, “Why are you doing this?”

 

The child knew exactly what she was capable of.

 

Because she treat me as soon as see saw me. 

 

In fact, not long before the child woke up, I couldn’t feel a little headache that I used to carry every day.

 

There was nothing I didn’t do to suppress my headache.

 

I received help from a beggar, took medicine, but it was useless.
The terrible headache didn’t go away easily.

 

In fact, it was worth protecting the child just by getting rid of the headache.

 

But if the price was the blood of the child, it was a different story.

 

“Ith doeshn’th dirthy.
I can do ith!” (It doesn’t dirty.
I can do it!) 

 

I was both perplexed and saddened by the child who turned me into a terrible human being who only worried that the sheets would get dirty. 

 

It’s been a long time since I felt sorry for someone.

 

I didn’t even think about it when I saw a beggar begging on the street.
It was strange.

 

Is it just because gray hair reminds me of her?

 

I thought it wasn’t.
Did the child’s desperation impress me? I didn’t know either. 

 

I just felt sorry for that small child, and I didn’t like the way she looked at me. 

 

In addition, I wondered what made the child so desperate.

 

“Please—”

 

I didn’t like the fact that the child was kneeling in front of the knights.

 

Even the commoners don’t fully bow down like this child when it is not time for an audience with the Emperor.

 

It was the way it was only seen when in the slave system, which has been abolished now.

 

I didn’t like the child lying down like this, so I learn to know child even though I didn’t like it.

 

She leans her head, despite the awkwardness of the stroking hand.

 

Also, whenever I hugged her, she tries not to let go of my collar without even realizing it.

 

She’s not picky, she doesn’t hate anything.
She doesn’t know how to complain about anything, and she’s good at enduring pain.

 

“I don’th wanth tho!” (I don’t want to!) 

 

When I heard such a child crying loudly, I unknowingly pulled my sword.  

 

Only after pointing the sword at the priest did I see the child hidden behind the priest.

 

A child who did not cry despite the pain of bloodshed was crying.

 

Without realizing it, I took a sword and hugged the child.

 

A few words were enough to get rid of the insignificant priest.

 

Lione was terrified, as if she was about to die.

 

“Duwke…” (Duke…) 

 

“Yeah.”

 

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Adoption was full of political ulterior motives.

 

A child with a strong heart.
If it is known that the child, who have great ability is in Biherville, it will be balanced with Enotis again. 

 

No, it was a thorough calculation that Lione’s ability would give her a far superior edge over the damn Enotice. 

 

“Duwke…” (Duke…) 

 

But strangely, after hearing that the child was ill, all my nerves were focused on the child.

 

Even though I stopped by the room several times and checked the condition, the child couldn’t open her eyes easily.

 

“Father… Nunya…” (Father… Nuna…)

 

“You can’t meet Nuna because she’s still sick.”

 

“So when doesh she noth geth shicw?” (So when does she not get sick?) 

 

While soothing Jerion, who cried out for Lionel in my arms, I only sighed.

 

The people of the Biherville family were generally strong-willed.

 

Even a small child did not lose strength easily, and there were no other minor illnesses, let alone a cold.

 

Even since Jerion was born, he have never got sick.
At most, the temperature rises and falls for a while after playing excessively during the day.

 

The same was true of the eldest.

 

Perhaps that’s why it was difficult to guess Lione’s condition.

 

It was difficult, so I kept thinking about it, and I was only worried because I kept thinking about it.

 

“I’m not sure—”

 

“Cake withh Nunya—” (Cake with Nuna—)

 

“I’ll prepare it so that we can eat together when it’s all better.”

 

“Jerion athe pumpwin pudding thoo now—” (Jerion ate pumpkin pudding too now—)

 

“I’m proud of you.”

 

“Nunya—” (Nuna—)

 

Despite my praise, Jerion seemed to have lost all his attention to Lione. 

 

I thought Jerion wasn’t a child who could easily get attached to others.
I didn’t know why he was acting like this for Lione. 

 

“It’sh cool—” (It’s cool—)

 

At that word, I also didn’t understand the child, who kept my hand until I pulled it out. 

 

“Ith’sh my fauwth, i mawke a misthawe…” (It’s my fault, I make a mistake…)

 

“….”

 

“It’sh my… My fauwth…” (It’s my… My fault…)

 

Lione was not comfortable even in her sleep.
She kept begging someone for wrongdoing in her dream.

 

Even though I was sweeping her hair and telling her not to do that, she kept apologizing for her mistake.

 

“I’m sowwy… Duwke…” (I’m sorry… Duke…)

 

What? 

 

“I… I…”

 

Why? 

 

“Duwe… pweashe… don’th… don’th hith me…” (Duke… Please… Don’t… Don’t hit me…)

 

Intuitively, I was convinced that the ‘Duke’ wasn’t me.