Reborn As Noble Chapter 1221: A Heart That Races ( 1221 )

A brief silence... then Gracelle's eyes suddenly widened. "Ehhhh!!!?"

"Huh? Why?"

"Y... y... you’re engaged to a prince? A real PRINCE? The First Prince or the Second Prince of the Human Kingdom?" Excitement bubbled in Gracelle’s voice.

Liana tilted her head.

Oh... she hasn't caught on yet that the Armand Region has achieved full independence, turning into the Armand Nation, has she?

Fascinating~

That suggests she's clueless about Young Master’s true role as Prince of the Armand Nation, plus being the doctor who rescued her.

And judging from her expression... she doesn't even recognize me as that elf maid from Armand she encountered years ago~

"Ah, no~ Not the prince from the Human Kingdom." Liana spun around to face her. "A prince from another nation."

"Eh? Another nation? Is the doctor from the Elven Nation? But he looks human. And from what I know... the Elven Queen isn’t married yet." Gracelle tapped her finger on her lips. "And he doesn’t look like a Dwarf or a Beastkin..."

She spun and peeked at Liana. "So... is he from the Demon Nation?"

Liana hesitated... then released a gentle chuckle. "No~ He’s human."

"Oh... but... is there a nation other than the Human Kingdom for the human race? I’ve never heard of any."

"Well... since you’ve been stuck in bed for years, you probably missed the recent updates, haven't you?"

"Mm..." A hint of sadness crossed Gracelle’s face. "Yeah... if only I could walk again."

Liana shook her head with a warm smile. "I’m certain you will. As this is just your first day post-surgery, give it weeks or months, and you'll walk once more, perhaps a bit shaky initially, but far better than being bedbound, right?"

"Mm!" Excitement lit up Gracelle's smile. "I can’t wait to walk again. So I could meet him, write letters with him again. I wonder if he still remembers me~"

Liana smiled.

Seems she's still head over heels for Young Master, eh?

No surprise there. After all, he stole her first kiss.

She's stayed faithful, waiting for him despite their rare meetings and that childish, one-sided promise from years back.

Sigh... guess I have no real option here...

"Miss Elf?" Gracelle eyed Liana, who had fallen quiet briefly.

"Hmm? Yes?" Liana shook off her reverie and grinned behind her mask. "What is it?"

"Umm... you suddenly went quiet... so I thought you were... umm... sleeping with your eyes wide open?" She let out a giggle.

Liana hissed. "No way a beautiful elf like me would sleep like that."

Gracelle smiled, but then her expression grew somber once more.

Liana spotted it and cocked her head in puzzlement.

"What’s wrong?"

Gracelle pursed her lips. "But... what if when he sees me like this..." She halted as her lower lip quivered faintly. "What if when he sees me again, he feels... disgusted... seeing my body and face... like this?"

Liana let out a breath.

So she truly hasn't noticed, despite her long illness, that her face remains unchanged and stunning, with only her frame thin and weak. I even glimpsed her bare form during the operation.

If she only knew the two features Young Master adores most... her smooth pussy and plump, tender breasts are still flawless and precisely his preference. I can vouch for it, having viewed Gloria, Felicia, Delya, and Mimi nude.

Plus, I caught how Young Master’s gaze lingers on mine. That's partly why he ravished us all so fiercely last night.

Liana offered a gentle smile.

"You don’t have to worry about that. You do know what recovery means, right?"

"R... really?" Hope flickered in Gracelle’s eyes, delicate and eager.

"Yes... I’m sure if you heed the doctor’s guidance, stick to the prescribed diet, and consume the recommended meals we supply, your body will return to normal."

Excitement beamed from Gracelle's smile. "Mmm. I really hope so."

She glanced toward Liana. "I wonder how he looks nowadays. The last time we met was when I was still ten~" She giggled lightly. "I wonder if he grew fat~"

Liana folded one arm while propping the other, her palm against her cheek. "Oh~ I’m sure you’ll be surprised~" Liana murmured very softly, concealing her smirk. "If only you knew, you’d be the one chasing after him like a lovesick person~"

"Miss Elf?" Gracelle called out again.

"Hmm? What?" Liana composed her features and looked at her, chin resting on her palm.

"Umm... did you say something?" Gracelle peered at her face.

"No..." Liana grinned behind her mask.

"Really? But I think I heard you say something in a low voice."

"Perhaps that’s just your imagination." Liana tilted her head sideways and smiled tenderly.

"Oh... maybe..." she muttered quietly.

"You must be lucky to have such a handsome guy as your fiancé... not to mention a Prince."

Liana smiled. "Maybe."

"I wonder if that boy is as handsome as yours."

"Who knows~" Liana smirked.

She truly hasn't noticed, has she?

Well... let's observe her reaction.

"Tell me honestly, Miss Gracelle."

"Hmm? How do you know my name?" Gracelle stared at Liana, puzzled.

"Huh? Of course we know since we helped in your treatment, right?"

"Oh... right..." Gracelle offered a faint smile.

"So, Miss Gracelle... be honest with me."

"What is it, Miss Elf?"

"The doctor... when you look at him, does your heart race?"

"Eh?" Gracelle looked away. "H... how would I know?"

Liana leaned in closer. "Oh~ It seems like you feel something, right? Just tell me the truth. I won’t be mad."

Gracelle whispered faintly, her words hardly clear. "I... I didn’t know he already had a fiancée..."

"Just tell me... what do you think? Even without looking at his face, your heart races, right?" Liana shot her a playful glance.

"I... I’m sorry!" Gracelle hid her face under the blanket. "I didn’t know he was your fiancé."

Liana let out a soft chuckle. "I don’t mind. I just want to know. Besides, it’s part of my ’job’ to check your recovery progress, emotional reactions can be a good sign of healing."

"I... I’m sorry... I didn’t mean it that way... It’s just... he’s handsome... and the one who saved my life... so...umm..." Gracelle murmured, her voice fading. "Don’t worry, Miss Elf... I’m still... you know... wanting to meet the boy I promised to."

Liana smiled.

"If you don’t have anything else to ask, now sleep so I can leave." Liana settled back in her chair, arms crossed.

"Umm... can I ask one more thing?"

"What is it?"

"What did you mean before?" Gracelle muttered softly.

"About what?" Liana feigned confusion at Gracelle’s query.

"Umm... about... you know... the one you said about... umm..." Gracelle stopped, eyeing Liana.

Liana sighed once more.

Why do people always skirt the issue? Such an annoying trait. I'm exhausted, my body aches, my butt throbs, and I crave sleep.

"Just ask already," she hissed once again. "I want to head back to my room and meet the soft pillow and sleep."

"Muu~ So cold." Gracelle pouted. "You weren’t like this before~ Miss Elf."

"Ugh... Of course, I’m not. But my head hurts and... well... you don’t need to know."

( End Of Chapter )