Chapter 3: Part 3
My two years old body was rolling and jogging around. Two beautiful nannies gasp every time I do that. They are always nervous.
I smiled broadly with my baby teeth showed. Towards the age of 3, my teeth are almost all full. Nothing is cavity nor dirty, because I personally don't really like sweet food, especially chocolate and candy. When I turned down their sweet offer, my nannies were immediately exasperated and said that I was exactly like my father. Well of course. Up to you.
I live in a secluded residence surrounded by lush forests and vast meadows. Behind this residence, there is a stretch of hill with beautiful grass fields. It scared and traumatized me a bit, really reminded me of something bad, so every time they took me to play there, I would cry. They finally found out that I didn't like the place.
I don't know who my mother is. No portraits here. This residence is very spacious but also very quiet. There were only 3 people who stayed, with one large portrait of Prince Livia, the large and empty rooms, then the kitchen filled with food.
I've always been hungry in the past, so in return for that, the current me always wants to eat whatever I see. Unfortunately, at my age, there are still many things I can't eat, like spicy tofu and pickled cucumbers, so I can only settle for some bread and dairy.
As a result, I'm a bit chubby now.
My two nannies were so worried that they started limiting my snack rations. That's why, now when they weren't paying attention, I stole a long loaf of bread that was still warm from being baked. Afraid of being caught, I quickly ran out of the kitchen. I don't know where they are, but since it's so hot I'm sure they're in the house. So instead I ran outside the house.
And I hit someone.
Because that person is very tall, so I just hit his leg. His feet were very hard, covered with black calf-high boots made of animal skin. The soles of the shoes were covered in sturdy iron and made my fingertips hurt uncontrollably when I hit them. I was about to burst into tears when the person grabbed my little body and carried me into his arms.
Uh, it turns out that he's my daddy...
Hey, why are you home? Do you miss me?
I don't think so.
His gaze was sharp and cold. His face was rather pale and dull, with a slightly adorned mustache and beard. He looks more manly even though I know he's only 17 now. Daddy came in still in his combat uniform, and it looked as if he had just returned from one of the grueling battles. He doesn't stink right now, but he doesn't smell good either, and although I knew for sure he hadn't showered in a few days, I still regretted his carelessness. He's not clean, why bother holding up a baby who's just finished her bath?
Argh! Please let me go! I rebelled while protecting my bun. When Daddy hugged me and put me near his neck, I realized that my two Nanny was behind him. Of course, they must have come here to welcome their master's return.
Spontaneously I passed my bread to Daddy. And he welcomes it. Very nice!
No, I didn't steal the bread! It wasn't me! Really!
"She's so chubby." Daddy was already sitting on the living room couch with me on his lap. Even though he said that in an unpleasant tone, his hand still somehow fed the sliced bread into my mouth.
I wanted to refuse, but the look in his eyes scared me so much that my mouth reflexively take his food. Now that the bun is done, he's pulling my pants down and peeking at my ass, only to pinch it a few times. I was embarrassed and annoyed, so I tried to get rid of his hand a few times. He was clearly joking with a baby, but for some reason his face was very serious and he wasn't even laughing at all. I tried to get out of his lap, looking at my two nannies for help, but they had the heart to laugh and think that my struggle was adorable.
"Has she showered yet?"
"Yes, Young Master."
Daddy picked me up and saw that my face was slightly dirty with breadcrumbs.
"Well, now she's dirty. Let's take a shower."
ARGH! NO!!
And, well, we showered together again.
Now I'm not surprised anymore when he takes off all his clothes in front of me. Apart from his whole body and muscles, of course there is something else that has grown bigger from him. I snorted in the tub. Extraordinary. Great. You must be showing off.
Daddy immediately joined me in the big tub, and he started pinching me all over the place. But the most frequent places are my cheeks and buttocks.
"So chubby. "
I know I'm so adorable, but please stop!
"You can talk already, can't you? Say something."
No, you suck!
"...Daddy, Hi."
Ehm, his gaze was really scary so I instanty agreed.
After that he bathed me and let me play in the tub while he started cleaning himself. The water is very warm and the foam is abundant. Daddy took a too-long bath, he scrubbed his body too detailed and carefully, so the water soon cooled, and I started to feel uncomfortable. He noticed it and rinsed his body right away. Then he finds his bathrobe and lifts me out of the bath. Somehow he tucked me –who was very small— into the collar of his bathrobe. Uwah, but his body is very warm so issokay. It's quite fun though.
As soon as we got out of the bathroom, Daddy rushed to his bedroom door and opened it. There was Mama Erliza waiting, and immediately understood. I was lifted from Daddy's bathrobe, and handed over to Mama Erliza. This beautiful woman didn't even blush or be bashful every time she saw Daddy. She is very professional. Eliana was still a bit innocent, so she still blushed a lot. In addition to blushing, she was also frightened more often.
Daddy came back in and closed the door.
I was wet hugging Mama Erliza's neck. A bit sleepy. She wrapped me in a soft towel and led me to my own room. While she was putting on my summer clothes, I fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept. Waking up, I'm in Daddy's room again, lying on my stomach on his chest. He was sleeping too. His breathing is smooth and regular. I watched his sleeping face. His nose is pointy, sharp with very high bones. His lips were smooth and slightly thin. His eyebrows were thick, and his eyelashes were long like fans. When he wakes up, the impression he always displays is assertiveness and arrogance. But when he sleeps, he looks like a typical 17-year-old boy. Very plain and peaceful. Ah, now his thin mustache and fine beard have been cleaned.
I reached out my hand and stroked his smooth chin. Unexpectedly, Daddy gasped and immediately woke up. His eyes widen and he reflexively catches my small hand. He accidentally squeezed it tight, which made me startle and cry.
I'm sure his experience on the battlefield has taught him a lot. One of them is being anxious.
Daddy let go of my hand and got up. He rubbed his forehead, looking tired. He threw himself back onto the bed. I feel a little sorry for him, and also feel a little guilty. Therefore, I crawled on his chest and went near his neck. He didn't notice me. But when I rubbed his forehead with my small hand, he looked straight at me.
And, well, for the first time today, he laughed.
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