Reborn As Noble Chapter 1238: A New Target for Teasing ( 1238 )
Previously on Reborn As Noble...
"What do you want to know about him? Hmm?"
Gracelle looked away, her cheeks turning red.
"Umm... I heard that... you’re all from Armand... from the... umm... region where... the boy I want to meet is from..."
Liana sighed deeply. "Sigh... just ask already. What about Armand?"
Gracelle kept her lips hidden behind the blanket as she gazed at Liana.
"I heard from the healers... about Armand facing two major wars before..."
Liana rested her chin in her hand, observing Gracelle with a faintly intrigued look.
Gracelle went quiet for a moment before going on.
"And they said Armand is now a nation... so I was wondering... since you said before that once I regain my health, I could meet the one I want to meet... but..." She hesitated, her voice shaking a bit. "Armand faced wars... and I know what war costs... I know what it can take away..."
She paused once more, her lower lip quivering. "And I remember something from long ago... and when you mentioned that elves rarely wander outside their nation... and if I’m not mistaken... you were... his maid... before... right?"
Liana breathed out and reclined, arms crossed.
"Mm... it took you long enough to notice. Yes. I am Javier De Armand’s personal maid. I’ve served him since he was a baby until now." Liana smiled softly behind her mask. "But..." She paused and stared at the ceiling, exhaling lengthily. "Soon... I won’t be working as his maid anymore."
Gracelle’s eyes gleamed brightly. "So... he’s alive?" Her lips tightened, reining in her emotions.
Liana tilted her head, baffled.
Why does she sound so shocked?
Ah~ Does this mean she thought, because Armand endured two major wars... that Young Master’s family might have perished?
My~ Fascinating... Let’s see how far this leads.
"Mm~" Liana grinned. "Yes. Young Master Javier is still alive." She hid her smirk behind her mask, keeping her face composed. "The reason we came here is because he wanted you to be safe."
Gracelle’s eyes expanded. "Does this mean... he and his family... are no longer viscounts? Did Armand fall under a new ruler?"
Liana eyed Gracelle, amusement sparkling in her gaze.
So she still doesn’t realize the one who saved her was Young Master all along~
My my~ How precious.
Let’s drag this out further...
From her expression, the nervous fidgeting, eyes filled with hope and worry... I’m certain she hasn’t noticed that the ’doctor’ who saved her was the boy she’s longed to see~
Arara~ Now I’ve got another fun diversion.
She let out a breath, acting weary and compassionate.
"Yes... Young Master is still alive. But his family is no longer a viscount. He’s healthy, though. He even has time to play with his Pekko, he’s a picky eater who only loves meat, he loves playing around and enjoying his freedom. Not to mention he’s far too cheeky for his age."
Gracelle’s eyes sparkled with delight. "Thank goodness... he’s still alive. I thought... when I heard Armand faced two major wars... I thought he and his family might have been lost... you know... I’ve had friends too... but they’re gone now... because of noble greed, ambition, and all the ugly things that come with power..."
"You don’t have to worry about that, Gracelle. He’s alive, healthy, and... well, he’s still himself."
Gracelle released a relieved breath before peeking at Liana, her look softening. "You’re... telling the truth, right?"
Liana smirked beneath her mask. "Yes. If you don’t believe me, I can arrange for you to meet him."
"Ehhh!?" Gracelle’s eyes bulged, and she tugged the blanket over her face. "No... I... I don’t think I’m ready to meet him yet. I don’t want him to see me... like this."
Ah~ If only she knew that not only has she already met him, but he saw her completely naked during the operation.
I wonder how she’ll react when she learns that the handsome doctor she’s been eyeing is actually the boy she’s been waiting for all these years...
I can’t wait to see that moment.
Ah~ I love this... watching her slowly piece things together, completely unaware that the answer has been right in front of her all along.
The anticipation, the confusion, the eventual realization... it’s going to be priceless.
I want to see her reaction, her expression, when she finally discovers the truth.
But how am I going to arrange that?
This is even more entertaining than seeing Felicia, Mimi, and Delya’s faces when they found out that sex wasn’t just kissing. They were so innocent back then, thinking that a simple kiss could make a girl pregnant. The shock on their faces when they learned the truth was priceless.
With this girl destined to become Young Master’s sixth wife for sure, it follows that... as his first wife and first love, I enjoy the right to playfully tease her, mentor her, and relish her every cute stumble in realization.
Liana bent closer, propping her elbow upon her thigh while cradling her chin in her palm, a sly grin hidden behind her mask.
"Now, Gracelle."
"Yes, Miss Elf?" Gracelle looked toward Liana.
"Simply call me Liana. It’d feel strange if you stick to ’Miss Elf,’ particularly when I’m talking with fellow elves and you must grab my notice. Picture shouting ’Miss Elf’ and having three heads swivel back."
"Umm..." Gracelle squirmed a bit. "Alright... Miss Liana."
"Was that all you wished to inquire? If yes, then I’ll head out~"
"Umm..." Gracelle averted her gaze, her face turning rosy.
Liana grinned wider, her eyes narrowing in eager expectation.
Come on? Liana gentled her tone. "No need to hesitate. Speak up. I won’t snap at you."
Yes~ I won’t snap~ No fears~
Yet I crave even more of those charming flusters from her.
Oh~ Never knew bullying someone fresh could bring such delight. A fresh cute plaything to mess with, so pure and quick to blush. Starting with Felicia, followed by Delya and Mimi... and her now.
Wish I could poke fun at Gloria this way too, yet it’s tough. Beyond being my cousin, she’s clever, grown-up, and spots my tricks instantly. Plus, she matches my power and smarts perfectly. Jabbing at her feels like battling my own reflection.
Given Young Master’s future wives numbering seven in total... I’m curious if the final one will prove equally entertaining to prod as this gem.
"M... Miss Liana?"
"Hmm? Yes, Gracelle?" Liana pulled from her reverie and offered a tender smile beneath her mask.
"Umm... I noticed you... you went silent briefly..."
"Ah~ Nope, not drifting off. Merely pausing for your question."
"Oh..." Gracelle nodded gradually, curiosity sparkling in her eyes.
"Well? What’s on your mind? Something on Young Master? Or maybe... the Doctor~?" Liana shot her a playful glance.
( End Of Chapter )