NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 987
The Princess was shaken by her hand.
“Princess, what are you doing?”
Less than ten girls can hear a faint voice.
The girl, who was called by the voice of a woman who was familiar with it, raised and lowered her shoulders. It is clear that the girl is hiding something from her back. Furthermore, the bird that would have sensed her upset flew away from her position.
The woman who knew her behavior from an early age quickly understood what she was doing with it alone. Exhale without making a sound, and ask again with a voice that silences your emotions.
“What are you doing?”
“… the little bird… I gave you cookies because they were so cute…… even though you made me stroke the corner…”
To be honest, a girl who drops her shoulders in an easy-to-understand manner ends up small and complaining.
It was so shocking that her only friend, Little Bird, escaped. However, a woman who knows how a depressed girl feels but doesn’t try to understand, now breathes out loudly as she can hear.
Hah……, I grabbed the girl’s arm with her back facing away from the sound. You have to wash your hands before you say it’s time for a walk. I sharpened my lips to scold her lightly as she continued to spend her time in the garden without walking. You’re a princess of a country, aren’t you? I repeat what I have said many times before.
“Her Royal Highness Princess Rosa First. Do not touch royalty, animals or others easily.”
The maid, who called her back to know her position, pulled her slowly to the nearby well.
The only maid who takes care of Rosa has a strong tone of voice is a fine nurse who has milked her. Raised from a young age, she had a strong impression of being a teacher, unlike any other maid for Rosa.
It is natural that the time for royal upbringing, study, waking up, eating, bathing, etc., was decided, and the nurse set everything up to free time. For Rosa, walking, napping, reading, everything is equal to free time in the true sense of the word.
In the meantime, only a small bird invited by a snack cookie can heal her. But… she escaped with a drink of Nanny’s.
It swells up my cheeks, but I won’t complain any more. I was educated as a princess as a matter of course from an early age, and I have no intention of defying the nurse, who is closer and more powerful to me than my real parents. Even if you say “no” and “no”, you will never disobey. Because it has been taught that “that is the responsibility that was born to the royal family”.
“Don’t forget that the happiness and misfortune of the people living in Freesia depend on your actions as heir to the first throne. There’s only one mistake, and it kills all the people.”
Mother, who is the current queen, and father, who is the king’s mate, are also commanded to “raise strictly” and “discipline a fine princess without being spoiled”. The nanny also helped the original excellence and seriousness, and thoroughly carried it out.
And Rosa knew very well that it was her parents’ policy. Parents who had only seen it in a high position since before they came to mind still had no dissatisfaction or expectation, but the only discomfort was when they called their parents “mother” and “father”.
The common sense of the family, which is only known in books, is as distant to the royal family Rosa as a fairy tale. I doubt every little interaction as a family, but I don’t learn from it in depth. More than that, she needs a royal education.
Rosa, who had washed her head as a princess, had never disliked it or wanted to escape. Rather, I want to learn if one day it will be good for the people. Because that is my important responsibility as a royal family.
But still, my doubts do not disappear.
Rosa feels blurry as her nurse washes the crushed confectionery, the marks of pecking, and the palm of her hand on which the bird rode.
─ I wonder what it’s like to be hugged.
The nurse and maid in front of me have held her and acted close to her many times.
But I don’t know what it feels like to be embraced by love, not just for anything.
─ Is it true that it’s ticklish to stroke your head?
Even if you hug yourself, it won’t hold you back at all. I once hugged the maid for a try, but there was no one there to hug her back easily. The nurse who told the queen to raise her strictly would not spoil her like that.
Even if I stroke my own head, I still don’t know. It’s still more comfortable when the maid takes your hair off.
I occasionally see interactions with children of royal nobles and their parents who live in the royal palace. Without hesitation, the sight of young children hugging and stroking their heads by their mothers and fathers seemed like a bird flying free in the sky for Rosa.
─ What kind of parent are you?
It’s Rosa who thinks she can’t stop thinking about it, but she doesn’t question it.
I already knew that all I could ask was what I needed to learn about royalty.
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Ahhhhhhhhhh cute
Under the clear sky, the yellow screams of women rise many times in the garden.
Occasionally, yaaaaa! And the guards could hear the wrong screams, but they were used to it. My eyebrows also hang if it is trouble, but my mouth still smiles. Until now, no one can forbid a girl who has been raised indoors from laughing at her mother, who is happy and helpless that she is finally old enough to play outside.
Although a girl has grown up healthy since she was born, it is only recently that bipedal walking has become stable enough without having to take hands. The guards and maids watched with a smile as her mother took her hand and made her step by step back and forth to the garden.
The mother took the hand of a girl walking on the lawn without a pebble to prevent her from falling and injuring herself, causing her head to roll with a full smile and her hair to disturb, making her voice play again today.
“Pride! You did so well. Great! Genius!!
“Rosa… It’s been a long time since Pride started walking, right?
“Because, Albert, I walked without supporting you with both hands. With such a small foot!!
Rosa clasped her pride on her knees to her husband, who breathed with a smile at her too much parent.
Pride, who was hugged from behind and seated in Rosa’s lap a little helplessly, hung his thin legs from under the dress.
Look at that! Albert returns his words to his loving wife, who displays his feet with a proud face, okay. This exchange is not even the first of its kind today.
“Ahhh, can you really believe I gave birth to such a cute, cute girl? Albert”
“I can definitely believe that…. but Rosa… Isn’t it about time? It’s been a year since this kid left his milk.”
Albert carefully chooses his words for Rosa, who slips her cheeks together as she hugs her pride so that it won’t hurt.
Rosa immediately noticed what he was trying to say, but immediately afterwards she said, “No!” and inflated her cheeks. As a queen, she is a magnificent chunk, but when it comes to her sweet daughter, she is as young as she is.
Originally, she said she wouldn’t let go until her first child was breastfed, but she never let go of my cute and helpless child. And from the day I found out that I still had pride in me, I made many declarations to him.
“Pride cannot be left to the nurse or the maid. Because this child is me and your daughter. I certainly don’t know” mother, “but… I can hug her or stroke her and praise her. I don’t want you to feel lonely like me.”
As good as that, her eyes were slightly saddened by distant memories.
Albert and I have heard of her past, and I can’t say it strongly. I know very well how hungry she was for her family and love. It was he who taught her love for the first time, hugged her and stroked her head.
Gently loosening her hugging hands makes her pride’s eyes round and upbeat on her lap. Father’s red hair and fished purple eyes and mother’s waved hair. Living as a woman, she didn’t resemble either of her parents, but she was undoubtedly two daughters. And from Rosa’s point of view, there’s no way she doesn’t love a daughter with lovely husband’s eyes and hair color.
It was a good time to start stretching your hair as a royal family, but I want to forgive you for your short hair before it even shows up! And by Rosa, unusual short hair for a royal woman was well suited for a young woman.
My mother’s interest in pride from her knees now moves on to the lawn in the garden. Just as the little bird walked steadily toward the lawn where several of them had stopped, Rosa nevertheless gently put her hands on both knees.
“I love you, Pride. Thank you for being born. Lots and lots and lots and lots of sweetness.”
She sighs again today with words that are indispensable every day.
Though I was no happier, I gently wrapped my lovely little hand like a treasure.