All I wanted was to find my missing mother.
But overnight, I went from being a burden to the Marquessate to the granddaughter of the Empire’s highest-ranking noble.
My plan was to keep a low profile until adulthood, and then leave.
“Our little one needs to eat well and sleep well!”
“Come, give me your hand.”
“You dare look down on a Duke’s daughter?!”
Why is everyone accepting me into the family so easily?
***
“I’m sorry I’m late.”
The Crown Prince returned after five years–
“I managed to craft a reason to stay by your side.”
–and is completely different.
I wanted to push him away, but couldn’t get myself to say anything.
Unable to avoid him any longer, I squeezed my eyes shut.
“So, don’t run away again.”
His voice began to stir up the part of me I was trying so hard to ignore.
