âWho does my princess look alike? Why are you so pretty?!â
I looked like me. Wasnât that obvious? Who did I look like? Thereâs no one.
I had been thinking if I looked like my dad for a moment, butâŚ
It would have been a mess. The babyâs already throwing her toys, crying all the times. I must have been a total wreck if that was my personality, of course. I didnât know my mother and her personality, so I couldnât tell.
I wasnât the type of person who accepted touch, but after spending a year and a half like this, I was so used to Elene hugging me, smacking her cheek, kissing me, and touching me. I didnât like anyone touching me, but somehow, I ended up like this. Damn, humans were adaptable animals.
âGet away from me.â
I grumbled since I didnât like myself getting used to this butâŚ
âMy God, why is my princess so cute? Cute, cute!â
It didnât work a bit. Oh, shit.
Why! I was able to speak properly! Why couldnât I communicate?
I realized my communication problems didnât seem to be a matter of my pronunciation. I thought I found the light since I had no problem but only a tiny leak in my pronunciation butâŚ
It was not a problem. Shoot.
âGraecito, you should greet the princess.â
Seriraâs words made Graecito angry and hid behind his grandmotherâs skirt. I watched the scene in Eleneâs arms. Serira bites her lips.
Oh, I was getting angry. Stop bothering Serira, you fucking rabbit.
âIdiot.â
It was a small voice, a very small one. It was a small voice I could only understand, but he frowned at my lips. Wow, he could understand that. The only thing he could do was to hold his grandmotherâs skirt and stared at me, but he got whatâs bad for him. Oh, how did I end up like this?
âPrincess.â
Serira looked at me. Her expression was filled with apology and guilt. I didnât mean to make her look like that. Well. I laughed like I didnât know anything. That was the wisest thing I could do.
âI want ice cream! Ice!â
Elene, who was holding me, stood up. She tried to bring some ice cream, but Serira stopped her. She meant she would bring it. She must have been very sorry for me.
I watched Serira disappear and turned my head again to see Graecito.
Ever since my birthday, my good-for-nothing dad kept inviting Graecito to the palace. Yes, this situation was just Caitelâs joke.
I knew this was a time to be interested in some other kids of my age, but I didnât like being with someone who hated me. In particular, Graecito looked at me like an enemy somehow. I was still a baby, so thereâs no reason for anyone to have a grudge against me. What the hell was wrong with him when he was also a baby? I would be generous for a couple of days. However, Itâs already been six months and I couldnât help it. Whenever he saw me twice a week, he just stuck close to his grandmother and stared at me in a sulky way.
What the hell was his complaint? What the hell was it?
âStupid.â
Even though I said it with a smile, he looked at me quickly. He knew itâs a bad word even when heâs a kid. Huh, yeah, this was marvelous. Since everyone thought I liked him even he didnât like me, I should act like I adored him. I got close and held his hand.
Graecito hit my hand in a single stroke. I was glad Serira wasnât here now.
âGree!â
His grandma freaks out and caught Graecito. I took a breath because it happened every time. That brat.
âP, Princess.â
Stop being so embarrassed. I approached him knowing this would happen. Still, I didnât avoid it when Elene called me. What the hell was I going through? I didnât have any good feelings for him. Still, I had to keep pretending I was close to Graecito so he could continue coming. Of course, it was all for Serira. She used to see her son about once in a month but now eight times a month, and how could I keep him away?
âWhatâs going on? Did Gree do something again?â
Nice timing. Serira just came back and asked Elene, but she just smiled and shook her head. I ran to Serira.
âIce Cream!â
Scooping! Well, this ice cream was more like bingsu(Korean ice flake dessert) than ice cream, but it was good. I was a kid who loved cold things!
âHere, Gree, you should have one too.â
âNo!â
Serira held out ice cream to him, but Graecito knocked it out of her hand. If he didnât want to eat, he should just say no. How dare he! A wave of deep anger shook my head for a moment, but soon I held back.
Hold still. Hold still. Phew.
âGraecito!â
Serira, who almost spilled the ice cream, spoke out to him in rare cases. Gracito was troublesome. Itâs not easy to get scolded every time by a friendly Serira. I finished my shaved ice and went to clung to the angry Serira.
âIâll have it.â
If he didnât want to eat then donât eat! I would eat everything! This was so delicious. The imperial chef was the best. Itâs so good. I was on the verge of gaining weight
âNo, princess, you canât. If you eat a lot of cold stuff, youâll get sick.â
âNo, I want to eat it!â
âPrincess-â
âIâm gonna eat it. I want it!â
Serira seemed stressed. I knew she was in trouble, but still, itâs so good. It was a very ungainly act, but I wanted it. I was still a baby on the outside!
âThen take half this. Iâll eat the rest.â
âThen Elene eat too!â
âOh, can I?â
I turned my head and called Elene, and she emotionally held her hand. I nodded.
âYes. Letâs eat together.â
âLetâs make fun of that idiot who wonât eat this delicious food.â
âGranny eat too!â
The old lady smiled when I brought her a spoon of ice cream. Sheâs Seriraâs mother, and she looked just like Serira. I wondered if Serira would become like her when she got older.
âMy princess, eat a lot.â
âBut just eat this.â
Here, I gave her my spoon and the hesitating old lady ended up eating some ice cream.
âIs it delicious?â
This was the skill of our Solay Palace chef. I was full of pride. I heard heâs chosen out of 1500 people. I guessed they were not lying. All the food he made was a treasure. You had to designate it as a cultural asset in the country. Since delicious food was the treasure of the country!
âWould you like to eat it, too, Gree?â
When I laughed my head off and ate the ice cream again, Grandma turned and asked her grandson. I couldnât believe heâs such a stubborn boy. He shook his head with a cold shake.
Whoa, yeah, look at you.
âOh, itâs really delicious.â
If someone refused to eat something I could eat then thereâs nothing sad about that. Haha.