Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Side Story 11
Side Story 11
Translator: Yonnee
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Shortly after our trip to the seaside, Albert and I found out we were expecting our first child.
Around the 15th week, my belly began to show.
As my belly grew, those around me, who already treated me with utmost care, began to treat me almost like a newborn baby.
It seemed they had completely forgotten that I was a powerful mage and a dragon’s contractor.
However, according to the palace doctors, moderate exercise was necessary, so walks were permitted. Though, I always had a guard following me.
The only guards Albert trusted to watch over me were our close companions.
It was usually Blanc, Mercy, Liam, or Leona, so one of them was always by my side.
Alexander was often away from the palace, making him a rare sight.
But whenever he did come, he brought various gifts from different dimensions, claiming they were for the baby.
These included things like gargoyle wings or an elf’s music box, items I couldn’t quite make sense of.
However, Albert was the one who spent the most time with me by far.
Hand in hand, we strolled through the palace garden. Although winter had arrived, it felt like spring here.
Flowers bloomed in brilliant colors amidst the remnants of snow.
From roses to baby’s breath, hydrangeas, and various wildflowers, they all created a harmonious display.
I gently rubbed my belly and glanced at Albert.
Albert was the most beautiful person I had ever seen, so I hoped our child would resemble him.
Regardless of the gender, a child with the face of the one I love would surely be adorable.
Honestly, it wouldn’t matter who the child resembled. Just the fact that they were born between us was enough.
“I feel the same.”
Albert’s voice made me tilt my head in curiosity. He seemed to know what I was thinking.
“I saw you rubbing your belly, then looking at me and nodding. It seemed you were hoping the baby would look like me. Then, you rolled your eyes and nodded again, thinking it wouldn’t matter if they looked like you.”
…His deductive skills were almost Sherlock Holmes-like. He perfectly deduced my thoughts from my actions.
Baby, if you inherit your father’s perceptiveness, life will be twice as easy for you.
While I’m perceptive too, your father’s insight goes beyond normal human limits, whatever the matter may be.
“I also think that no matter who they resemble, it won’t matter as long as the child is born between you and me.”
Albert gently caressed my belly. It felt as if the baby’s heartbeat was being transmitted to him.
“But I am worried. Will I be a good father?”
“Of course you will.”
It was rare for Albert to worry unnecessarily. I immediately dismissed his concern with my reply.
Given his perceptiveness, great abilities, and dedication to caring for his people, being a bad father would be much harder.
Albert’s eyes widened slightly at my words, and he laughed softly.
“Hearing that from you is reassuring. I’ve studied a lot, but… practical experience is different.”
In fact, Albert had been devouring every parenting book he could find in his spare time.
He was striving to create the best environment for our child.
“What were you like as a child?”
“Well, I was a typical kid who gave my parents a hard time, threw tantrums when I wanted something… just an ordinary, naïve child.”
My parents showered me with boundless love, sometimes being my friends, other times my teachers.
Although they never used corporeal means, I was punished and scolded quite a bit.
But even while scolding me, they never forgot to encourage me. They’d tell me I could do better next time, that learning involved making mistakes.
Such words would lift my spirits even when I was feeling down.
“I heard you were the perfect child, Albert.”
When I mentioned Albert’s childhood, he gave a faint smile.
“I had to grow up quickly.”
“……”
Albert’s exceptional perceptiveness wasn’t just a natural talent.
It was a survival skill he desperately honed to stay alive.
“I don’t mind who the baby takes after, but in that regard, I hope they resemble you.”
He whispered quietly, lowering his eyes. I placed my hand on the back of his and shook my head.
“I think it would be good if they took after you.”
“……”
“Because every part of you is lovable.”
Even if the child seemed mature beyond their years, I would find every aspect of them endearing.
And then, just as I hoped, our child came to us.
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