# Chapter 4
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Episode 4
At first, the idea was to return the book that had been borrowed from the boy by an errand boy.
Not only did I not know when we would meet again, but I was also afraid of meeting the boy again.
Anita's house and Duke Edenbahir's residence were about four hours away by carriage, so there was no need to worry about damage to the books if she sent an attendant in person.
So, the day before my return date, I spent the whole day walking around the city center and racking my brains.
'What kind of return would be good?'
The son of a grand duke's family needs to receive something to treat him as a gift.
After much consideration, the gift I chose was a beautiful shortbread cookie made by my nanny.
No matter how much I thought about it, there was no gift more valuable than cookies, and there was nothing I could be more proud of than my nanny's cooking skills.
The shortbread reward cookies that were so packaged ended up being very pretty.
Except Anita had to deliver it herself.
"You can stay the night, so take care of all the necessary items for the child."
"Yes master."
The father and daughter again visited the residence of the Duke of Edenbahir.
The circumstances of the adults are unknown.
However, I knew that my father had worked hard for several days leading up to today.
'It must be important.'
When I thought about meeting those kids again, my head started to throb and I let out a long sigh.
You must never leave your room.
When her father found the book that Anita secretly carried with her, she asked.
"What is this book?"
"I borrowed it from Edenbahir's office last time."
"what?"
My father, who was lifting a book here and there, scolded me with a stern look.
"You must borrow these items with permission, Anita.
Understand?
"You must never take this carelessly again."
I have permission...
.
However, I was afraid that if I revealed the boy's name, they would come and ask me personally.
Anita decided to hide what happened to Lancelot.
"yes.
I'm sorry."
The carriage ran for another four hours.
As we set out as soon as the sun rose, we were able to arrive at the Duke of Edenbahir's residence shortly before noon.
"Greetings, Anita.
"Your Excellency the Duke of Edenbahir."
A gentleman as tall and slender as her father sat, bending his knees in Anita's line of sight.
The same blue eyes as Lancelot and the same blonde hair as Lancelot.
Anita remembered what her nanny had told her just before leaving the mansion.
[His Excellency the Duke of Edenbahir is the nephew of the late King Schwechlik II and cousin of His Majesty the current King.
As you are a high-ranking person, please display proper etiquette.]
A blood cousin of the king.
Anita, who was nervous about her low status, greeted her with a somewhat shaky voice.
"Hello, Your Excellency.
"This is Anita Wörøny."
A large hand reached out and grabbed Anita's hand.
It's a hand as warm as my father's.
Anita looked at the Duke with perplexed eyes.
I thought her father would be as cold as she is.
"You have the same eyes as your father, Anita.
Pleasure to meet you.
Have fun in Edenbahir."
After the first greeting, I took a quick look around the first floor of the Duke's residence, which I already knew a little about, while holding a heavy book and a box of biscuits.
I thought something was strange, but the mansion was so silent it seemed strange.
"father.
"I can't see my friends."
Her father, who was walking up the stairs behind Duke Edenbahir, whispered to her.
"OK.
The only person your age here today is the Duke of Edenbahir.
"Dad is busy, so go take a look at the garden."
Those kids aren't there!
"yes!"
Anita nodded enthusiastically.
And I searched every corner of the Duke's residence to find Lancelot.
And when I finally found Lancelo sitting in a chair, absorbed in reading.
An unknown blonde girl was also there.
'...Who is this?'
Memories of that day flashed through Anita's mind as she stood expressionless, making eye contact.
'Could it be one of those kids from back then?'
Anita's skin turned pale.
Without making eye contact with the girl, he ran over to her and placed the book and box of cookies on the table.
I was planning to return it quickly and leave.
"Hey, this is the book I borrowed last time..." ."
"who is it?"
But even that was delayed by the presence of a girl who suddenly showed her face.
He has blond hair that is a little whiter than Lancelot's and green eyes full of mischief.
A round face like a stuffed toy with dense facial features.
Although she was not as beautiful as Lancelot, she was comparatively beautiful.
"You are very beautiful."
It wasn't Anita's exclamation.
An unknown girl spoke with shining eyes.
"It's very beautiful.
"She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
"...ME?"
Don't you?
"huh. you.
What's your name?"
I am...
.
My mouth didn't open.
At one point, Anita was afraid to reveal her name.
To be exact, as I experienced this incident a week ago.
What if a rumor spreads that I'm not a noble and that we shouldn't go out together?
What if this boy also calls me a Mudblood?
What if I can't say anything and freeze like an idiot like I did before?
"hurry!"
"Ah, Anita Wörøny."
I responded spontaneously to the grumpy Chae-geun.
The girl smiled, sticking out her chest with a confident face.
"OK?
My name is Cláunia House.
"I'm uncle Edenbahir's nephew."
"Uncle Edenbahir...nephew?"
So what happens?
"It means my cousin."
It was Lancelot.
Tsk.” He clicked his tongue lightly and raised his head as he sat down on the chair.
"Don't go out with that idiot.
"You're already stupid, but be even more stupid."
Who is blind?
'No way, me?'
Anita was deeply shocked.
It was the first time in my life that I was assessed as blind.
Are you saying that the praise from the nanny who said that if you teach one every day, you will meet two, was all a lie?
I belatedly came to my senses and cleared my throat.
"Hello, Lancelot Edenbahir."
The boy looked at his face and then turned his attention to the book he was reading.
"book."
"I brought it here.
And this...
."
Phew.
I let out a long, nervous sigh and handed the box I had brought to Lancelot.
"Thank you for lending me the book."
"Leave it there."
Oh, why don't you try?
Of course, you don't have to eat it right away...
I put down the box with a sad heart.
"Does he know how to speak?
"I thought I was dumb."
Claunia suddenly showed her face again and started gossiping about Lancelot in a voice that could be heard.
When I couldn't do anything with my embarrassed face, he smiled and patted my shoulder.
"I'm joking.
That means don't open your mouth.
Nine times out of ten, he ignores what I say.
"Isn't that bad luck?"
"Stop talking in my room and get out of there."
In response to Lancelo's complaint as if he had been waiting, I raised my head slightly and looked around the room.
'It was a room attached to Lancelot's room.'
It was a warm and cozy space like her room, and there was nothing special about it being the room of the heir to the duchy.
"Look at this.
"The only thing he knows how to say is get out, get out and make a lot of noise!"
"Hin, allow it."
"What did you say?"
“That means fuck you. go away."
"Speak in your own language!
"Are you mocking me and calling me stupid?"
"You're good at self-objectification."
Claunia, who was arguing loudly, grabbed Anita's hand and pulled her to sit on the sofa next to me.
She hugged Anita's arm, looking full of energy at having a useful ally.
"It's okay, Anitta.
Don't listen to what he says.
We can be ignorant.
"Grandma said it was okay for pretty girls to be ignorant."
It was the first time I saw someone my age with their arms crossed for the first time, so my upper body froze with tension.
"They say that as long as you have a kind heart and get along with people, you can be happy even if you are ignorant.
"Lancelus must be unhappy because he has a dirty mind and has no friends."
Is it normal to say this to a relative?
Contrary to the concerns, Lancelot seemed not to be listening.
"Anita, you are obviously beautiful and kind, so you must have many friends. yes?"
friend.
[Your father is a mixed race with no dignity, no meaning and no foundation.
Of course, a daughter born to a hybrid will also be a hybrid, so it is right to stay away from her so as not to tarnish.
Do you understand now?]
Why did this voice come to mind?
Anita's eyes started to turn red.
"huh?"
Claunia, who had been stunned for some time, stood up and made a noise.
"My, my, my, what did I do wrong?"
No chance.
There's nothing wrong with her.
What we do.
I couldn't open my mouth, so I swallowed the tears with all my might and shook my head.
"I don't know what the problem is, but I'm really, really sorry!
"I won't do it again!"
It's not.
I can't make that boy apologize.
Anita struggled to open her closed lips.