˗ˏˋChoosing The Villainess As My Mother ࿐ྂ
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Ilarion Bosworth (POV)
" Are you still feeling sick, my lady?" I asked softly, standing beside her bed while she lay there.
" I'm better now, but my throat hurts a bit from throwing up," the young lady replied, looking a bit uncomfortable.
" Did you make yourself throw up, my lady? If so, please don't do it again," I said, worried.
" Thanks for taking care of me, Mr. Bosworth," she said with a grateful smile, appreciating my help.
" And thanks to everyone else too," she added, thanking the others who helped.
" Rest now, my lady. You can play later, but for now, focus on getting better," I said gently, covering her with a blanket as she nodded.
"Oh, what about the guy with the blue hair? Did he go home already, Mr. Bosworth?" the young lady asked, curiosity in her voice as I looked at her.
"Don't worry about him, my lady. If I see him again, even just his shadow, I'll make sure he won't bother you again. I'll break his arm or leg, maybe even his head," I said, trying to reassure her with a smile.
"Mr. Bosworth, you can't do that. He didn't mean any harm," she said, concern about that blue haired young man.
"But, my lady... I can't risk anything happening to you. It's my duty to keep you safe," I insisted.
"But you don't need to hurt someone like that, Mr. Bosworth. He didn't mean any harm; he just wanted to show me how beautiful the surroundings are," she said gently, trying to reason with me.
"Doesn't the lady hate that person?" I asked, puzzled, as she smiled.
"I don't hate anyone without a reason, Mr. Bosworth. But if someone gives me a reason to hate them... I still won't do anything bad to them. I'd just ignore them like they don't exist," she explained, her smile unwavering as I mirrored it.
"Ah, my lady is too kind," I remarked with a smile.
"Huh? No, I'm not kind. It's just that Mr. Bosworth hasn't seen me get angry before," she replied.
"That's true, but I don't plan on making my lady angry at me," I said with a chuckle.
"Oh, I have seen you get angry once, my lady. When the grand duke was here and caused a commotion in the villa, it was quite a sight," I recalled.
"I've never met a young lady quite like you, willing to stand up for someone to protect them. You showed real bravery standing up to grand duke Luk Van with such grace," I remarked.
"Well, I just couldn't bear to see mother getting hurt. I didn't like how his grace would try to hit mother, I didn't want her to be sad or in pain. I promised mother that I would only let her be happy, nothing else," the young lady explained earnestly.
(I've encountered many humans with kind hearts, but I still hold disdain for them.)
(I am not human, nor do I consider myself one.)
(I've long harbored a deep-seated hatred for humankind; their existence spells destruction for me.)
(But this child before me...)
(She's human, yet I find it impossible to hate her, even if I wanted to.)
(I always find myself wavering.)
(I've tried to convince myself to hate this child.)
(But every time she mentions my name or simply looks at me with those bright purple eyes...)
(I find myself swayed, forgetting any notion of hating her.)
(I know there are different humans out there. Perhaps there are also others that are just like her.)
(I've encountered humans who are kind before, yet my feelings of hatred persist towards them.)
(I could hate all of humankind in an instant, but I find myself unable to hate the human standing before me right now.)
(There's something strange about her, but in a good way. It feels warm and cozy.)
"Mr. Bosworth? You're not paying attention," the little lady said, bringing me back with her gentle voice.
"Sorry, my lady. I was lost in thought," I said with a smile.
"What were you thinking about?" she asked, curious.
"I've noticed you've been smiling a lot lately. It's nice to see," she said, smiling herself.
"Well, you said you wanted me to smile more, so here I am," I said.
*giggles* "You look better when you smile, Mr. Bosworth," she giggled.
"Alright, my lady, let's wrap up our chat. It's time for you to rest," I said, noticing her smile as she nodded in agreement.
"I'll come back to check on you in an hour, okay?" I suggested, receiving another nod from her.
"Thank you, Mr. Bosworth," she said softly as I left her room, feeling reassured by her gratitude.
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The Lazourel Empire seems peaceful today, but things are chaotic at House Crawther.
"I-I greet his Imperial Highness," the head maid says nervously.
"Your Imperial Highness, I have bad news," Vera, the butler, says.
"I know. I have received your letter," the man, a royal, responds sadly.
"Have you found her?" he asks, sounding worried.
"It's been three days, Your Highness. She ran away after you left," Vera answers sadly.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I should have watched-" the head maid starts, but the man raises his hand to stop her.
"It's my fault she ran away. I said something that hurt her, and I couldn't apologize before she closed her door," the man admits, looking sorry.
"Where's Lucas? I told him to be here," he asks.
"He's not here yet, Your Highness," Vera replies, as the door opens, revealing a boy with blue hair and eyes.
"Lucas, where were you? I told you to help find her," the man says, looking at him.
"How can I find her if I don't know what she looks like?" Lucas responds.
"Besides, Master didn't even tell me he had a daughter with a woman. When did you get married, Master?" Lucas asks.
"Lucas," the man warns, but Lucas just raises his hands defensively.
"We need to find her fast. She might be out there in the cold, and who knows if she's eaten anything," the man frets, looking visibly worried.
"Vera, are you still in touch with your..., younger brother?" the man asks.
"Of course, Your Imperial Highness. I'm still in touch with him," Vera confirms.
"I heard he's working for Grand Duke Luk Van De Roos?" the man inquires, and Vera nods.
"Yes, but he's helping and staying with the Grand Duke's only daughter, Lady Cynthia," Vera explains, to which the man nods.
"I heard your younger brother... What was his name again?" the man trails off, trying to recall.
"My brother's name is Ilarion Bosworth, Your Imperial Highness," Vera informs him, and the man nods in recognition.
"I heard he's quite skilled at finding missing people?" the man asks, and Vera nods.
"He is, but he's been very busy lately. I'll try to reach out to him this afternoon, Your Imperial Highness," Vera promises.
"Yes, please do," the man agrees.
"So, Master... can I go now?" Lucas asks, and the man hits his apprentice's head with the paper he's holding.
"M-Master, why did you hit my head?" Lucas protests.
"Go and practice the skills I've taught you. You still haven't mastered it completely," the man instructs before walking away.
"And Vera, please contact your brother. I need his help. I'll compensate him if he helps find my daughter," the man adds, and Vera nods in understanding.
//AN: To everyone who are confused about 'Vera' she's a woman, I forgot that a lady butler is actually called as a 'Housekeeper' not a butler, because a butler is meant for a male's job, not for a woman.//
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