âPhew. Itâs hard to feed a baby.â
I poured the tea into Larissaâs cup.
âNow, you must try to drink the tea.â
Did you ever eat snacks or cookies while you were trapped?
All I knew about Larissa was that she shed diamond tears.
Because she inherited fairy blood.
Our fairy mother passed away as soon as she gave birth to Larissa, so she had no memory of her mother.
âEven if she actually had a memory, it couldnât be a good memory.â
Because Marciaâs ability is to hear only the inner voice in pain, dissatisfaction, and anguish, she grew up resentful of her mother.
âThatâs probably the same for LarissaâŠâŠ?â
I drank my tea and looked at Larissaâs pale face.
I didnât see any expression on that face.
No, she seemed like she wasnât even a human being because she has no expression at all.
I heard that the fairies shed tears of diamonds.
It was a long time ago that the fairies became extinct because of human greed.
âThe surviving fairies said they left the human world.â
In fact, the tears that afflicted Larissa were evidence that she had inherited the darkest blood of the fairies.
Thanks to that, this little child was repeating the lives of poor fairies.
âIf we werenât related by fairy blood, we might have been very close to each other by now.â
Soon the butler came into the reception room.
âThe Grand Duke has come.â
I jumped up from my seat.
Finally the prince who will save Larissa has appeared.
It was two people who followed after the butler.
One was a servant, who pushed in a wheelchair.
My gaze naturally turned to the person sitting in the wheelchair.
The person sitting in the wheelchair was an old man with gray hair.
âUgh? An old manâŠâŠ?â
I forgot the manners and only blinked my eyes with my mouth a little open.
The stern-looking old man soon opened his mouth, âWas it you who asked to see me?â
âThe GrandâŠâŠ.Grand Duke? Are you the Grand Duke?â
âCrazyâŠâŠwho is the writer?â
What kind of fairy tale is this! Larissa is only 13 years old now!
âIt canât be, it canât be! Iâm sure that I possessed in a fairy taleâŠâŠâ
Surely I saw Larissaâs tears falling into diamonds with my own eyes!
It is certain that the prince will appear and save Larissa.
By the way, the prince of this kingdom was a married man and even had a child with his mistress.
âSuch a man canât be the âPrinceâ of a fairy tale book.â
Other than that, the only person with the title of Prince is Grand Duke of LaurentâŠâŠ
So, this grandfather really is Larissaâs future husband?
âNo. I canât allow it!â
It is only 5 days since Iâwho lived in Marciaâs bodyâbecame Larissaâs older sister.
But no matter how many days it has been, as her older sister, I canât let this marriage happen!
The age difference is not eight, but eighty years old.
It is not a fairy tale no matter where I look!
âI canât allow it, I canât!â
No way the Grand Duke is such an old man.
I looked straight at the old man in the wheelchair.
He was definitely a handsome man, even though he was too old to stand on his legs.
Although his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were deep.
If it were fifty years agoâno, even if he went back thirty years ago, he would have been the most handsome man in the kingdom.
Well, yes, if youâre a prince, that should happen. Thatâs because age is the problem!
ââŠâŠhowever, it was clearly written on the family tree that he was twenty-one years old.â
Is he a prince who has become an old man because of any curse?
Maybe if he gets a kiss like a frog prince, he will return to his youthful and handsome appearanceâŠâŠ?
I tried to ask if he was cursed but I quickly bite my lip.
No matter what, I know how to tell apart what I canât say.
The Grand Duke raised one eyebrow.
I once again confirmed with despair that struck me, âGrand Duke Fabian LaurentâŠâŠ?â
âWhat did you say? Fabian Laurent?â
âOh, arenât you?â I stuttered.
The old man, who was thinking about something for a moment, said to the servant who was standing behind the wheelchair.
The servant ran out of the reception room.
The old manâs eyes looked at me sharply.
âHe isnât the grand duke, it wonât be until I die, but whatâs your name?â
âOh, my name is Marcia Blick. She is my younger sister, Larissa Blick.â
I hurriedly grabbed the hem of the dress with both hands and bowed my knees lightly to say hello.
âI brought the Young Master.â
The servant quickly returned. I turned my head to the entrance of the reception room.
There stood a young man who resembled the old man.
Black coriander hair and red eyes. White and clean skin like white jade.
He washed and changed his clothes, now he looks like a different person.
A dazzlingly handsome man looked at me with a laughable smile.
Arnoâno, a man who was Arno replied in a calm manner.
âMy full name is Fabian Laurent, but Arno is definitely one of my names. It was my childhood name. For my personal business unrelated to the duchy, I prefer using that nickname, Lady Marcia.â
He called me Marcia, not Lady Blick.
âNo, thatâs not the case!â
Fabian LaurentâŠâŠ Fabian Laurent was Arno.
I felt like I was hit by lightning.
âYes, this man was the real prince!â
In the end, I came to the right place.
A young grand duke who will turn twenty-four in three years.
A man with the title of Prince, handsome, and wealthy.
This man has the qualifications of a prince in a fairy tale.
He just hasnât inherited the title yet.
âBecause the former Grand Dukeâno, the present Grand Duke is still alive.â
I soon realized what mistake I had made.
When I looked at the noblesâ directory, after seeing the death of Fabianâs parents, I didnât know whether his grandfather was alive or not.
âNo, who would think his parents died and his grandfather would be alive?â
But I should have checked thoroughly.
Because there are a lot of such things in reality.
I barely put up with wanting to squeeze my head off.
Arnoâno, Fabian laughed and strode toward the wheelchair.
âDid you call me, Grandpa?â
âCome on Fabian, they are your guests.â
The Grand Duke raised his hand.
Then the servant quickly approached and began to push the wheel control.
âExcuse me first because Iâm tired, Lady Blick. Then, enjoy your time.â
âOh, yes. Thank you.â
I nodded to the Grand Duke.
I could feel Fabian laughing and watching me.
As soon as the Grand Dukeâs wheelchair disappeared from my view, I turned around and stared at him.
âDid you hide your real name on purpose?â
He laughed and admitted softly.
Hearing that I and Larissa are going to the Laurent mansion at the restaurant, you must have been interested.
Thatâs why you saw us back then.
It must have looked very suspicious because two young girls said they were going to his house.
Yeah, if it was me, I wouldnât have wanted to reveal my identity to strangers too.
Though I was angry, I suppressed the feeling in my heart.
âDonât forget that this is in a fairy tale.â
The prince and the beautiful girl who fell in love with each other at first sight will be happy forever now.
Thatâs the end of the fairy tale, and Iâm just pushing the ending a little early.
Now it was time to hand over Larissaâs hand to the prince.
âThen I can go live my life.â
I looked back at Larissaâfrozen and not movingâ then again looked at Fabian.
âŠâŠno matter how much I look at it, itâs not the face of someone in love.