The Name of the Youngest Princess - Chapter 3

(Lucia’s POV)

I don’t think I’ve heard this in a long time… Do you have to do it a dozen times before you go to bed? Because my eyes couldn’t see anything, I had no idea of time.

If it is cold, morning, evening, and dawn.

It’s daytime if it’s warm.

“And your name is Lucia Samuel Leranda.”

‘Lucia? No. My name is…’

“I’m not sure how you were called to before, but let’s start over.”

‘Start over?’

“I’ll do everything I will to make sure you don’t have to suffer any longer.”

‘Not to suffer?’

“So.”

It was a lie. I cannot believe it.

“Will you accept me as your family?”

‘My family would kill me.’

“When you’re feeling a little more stable, I’ll introduce you to your brothers.”

I have no idea what he’s on about right now. I’m being killed by my family.

In both my dreams and in real life, I was bullied by what I considered to be my family.

In my dream, no matter how hard I tried to protect my life, she always smirked and dragged me furiously, hurting me.

Tired. I returned to reality when I awoke, exhausted.

My mother then yelled and abused me once more.

The maid came in, panting from panic, and served her a tiny meal.

She always ate quickly because if she didn’t finish her meal within a particular amount of time, the day’s meal was over.

After eating the meal with a sharp gaze, a small period of free time was given.

I’m afraid of falling asleep, therefore my daily routine consists of putting up with drowsiness and playing with torn duvets.

But all of that changed in a single day. The hard hand that massaged me was awkward.

The hand rubbing me and accepting it were both awkward, yet no one objected.

Something arises from her throat. With a familiar feeling, she swallowed the most delicious dish she’d ever eaten and gulped for air.

Okay. This is my day-to-day life. I took my time closing my eyes.

***

(Emperor’s POV)

I wanted to bring Lucia here immediately after discovering that she was born through Luna and Sol.

He has made numerous attempts to rescue her.

The first attempt involved sending a knight to the imperial palace. Of course, he assumed he’d bring her, but the knight gave him an overwhelming report.

‘My thoughts got foggy as soon as I entered the castle, and when I woke up, I stood in front of the Emperor’s castle.’

The man stated that he felt as though he was dreaming.

He tried to return to the castle, but the same thing happened again and again, and it wasn’t until after the sun went set that he gave up and reported to me.

He sent out more knights the next day out of curiosity, but they all reported the same thing. And that devil is most likely…

“I wish for you to be still alive… “

[Demons are fire, even if they are not immortal.]

Morte. It is a demon who tenaciously followed the first princess in the past.

The only human welcomed by the demon clan, and the only demon accepted by the first princess.

Morte got captivated with the first princes as a result of their relationship, and the first princess kept Morte by his side.

The first prince was recovering from illness at the moment, and so pretended he didn’t realize he had Morte by his side to respect his ideas… He couldn’t keep him by his side this time.

If you keep demons around for a long period, unpleasant things happen, such as energy weakening due to the demons’ energy.

It is insufficient to have them at their side, especially because they are active in the process.

He eventually gave up on sending his knight and directed Sol to go immediately inside Lucia’s room and bring her, but this, too, was denied.

In contrast to the past, Morte’s strength was higher than we expected, and it was impossible to accomplish with the power of Sol alone. The sunlight did not penetrate well into the castle, and its energy intensified.

If so, I sent Rune on the day of the full moon, when the moonlight shines the brightest, believing that it would be possible if it was Rune, who had previously been with the first prince.

When he met Lucia for the first time, his aggravation and rage were stronger than any pleasure or satisfaction at having finally met.

In the end, I always see reality one step later.

The child’s spirit was visible from afar, and she must have been tormented by a far bigger sense of guilt than that, but she did not reflect on what she was thinking.

She simply kept her distance.

And I quickly realized why. The closer we got, the more Morte vented his evil force, and the more Harvey went insane, the former her grip on Lucia became.

Harvey, who was getting angrier by the day, finally decided to wait, even if it wasn’t my will.

The power is collected when the sun and the moonrise at the same moment, and when the sun and the moon set at the same time at night, the devils loosen their grip a little.

At that point, if you gather all of your power and break the demonic energy barrier for even a moment, you will be able to enter the castle and bring Lucia with you.

I thought it was the best decision and waited for the end of the year, which happened once a year, but it was as if God had abandoned us.

We would get hurt if we were impatient and forced to bring her in, and we would be unable to guarantee Lucia’s life.

So I had no choice but to pray that the day would not be cloudy every year on the eve of the year, and I was able to rescue Lucia after an 8-year apparent lack.

I’m still not sure if this was the best decision.

My smile was reflected in Lucia’s eyes, but it was tinged with regret.

I remembered seeing the miserable look as if it were about to burst into tears at any minute, and I was able to recall the source right away.

In the past or now, in the end, I only make you suffer…

***

(Lucia’s POV)

When did I go to sleep? I couldn’t hear anything when I opened my hidden eyes and focused on the sound. I felt a familiar touch as I wrapped my palm around it.

Is that the Emperor’s pillow I mentioned? I’m feeling fine as well. After a bit of fumbling with the pillow, I heard the door open and anxious footsteps.

“Lucia!”

The voice of the Emperor. Her chest tickled again as he hugged me. He said in a low, hardly audible voice after stroking my hair for a time.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, it’s not enough for me to tell you for a while…”

He apologized for more than half of what he said to me.

Why? My mother bullied me with the name of my family even in my dreams, so it’s only reasonable that you torment me as well.

However, was he apologizing to me? I’m not sure.

I’m not sure why you’re apologizing to me, or why I have this tickling sensation in my heart.

He sat me down again, confused, and gently rubbed my stomach. Tickle, feel good…

I slowly closed my eyes again, and he muttered something to me that I couldn’t understand, and fell asleep again. She was warm when she opened her eyes.

Isn’t it already daylight? Then you’ll have to stay hungry till dinner. When I woke up late, I always had to skip breakfast. Lunch had not yet been served…

The Emperor’s voice was heard along with the sound of something flapping.

“Are you awake?”

The floor moved slightly, and he grabbed me and stroked my back gently.

“It’s a little late, but would you like to have breakfast? More like lunch than breakfast.”

Lunch?  Do you serve rice for lunch too?

“I should wash you first.”

As the door opened, he continued to hug me and felt a pleasant warmth. It appears to be quite hot…?

He carefully removed my clothes and lowered me into the water. It’s warm, but it appears to be a little hotter than yesterday…

“The water is a little hot. Are you okay?”

Nod nod. It’s not unbearably hot, and it feels good…

I felt better after hearing the sound of water splashing and splashing as I clasped my hands.

The Emperor said nothing and didn’t even touch me. Can I just stay this way?

I smelled it for the first time at that moment.

What is the fragrance of this? It smells different from the one I ate the day before.

“Does it have a pleasant scent? It is a rare flower that can only be seen on the cliffs of the Dor’aret estate. The stronger the aroma, the higher you fly, and it is thought that the scent can calm the mind.”

He carried on the talk quietly, as if he were reading a fairy tale.

“About 1,000 years ago, the Earth Spirit King had quite a love for a woman.”

He said that the woman was weak and that despite her pact with the Spirit King, she was becoming weaker and weaker. With her holy aura, she gradually lost her strength and died at the age of twenty, when she was far too young.”

My mood was a little affected because his voice was so peaceful as he talked while washing my head with water.

“Because he felt bad for not being able to protect her, the Earth Spirit King went deep into the forest and locked himself.”

“He fell into a deep sleep while waiting for her soul to be reincarnated. This is the flower that the other earth spirits who were watching over the spirit king imitated to console his grief.”

He opened his mouth and began brushing her teeth while he continued to touch her hair.

“I heard that girls like this kind of story, how about Lucia?”

‘Even if you say that…’

Hearing the story for the first time was interesting, but she didn’t want to hear it. Only the few can be loved, and I am not one of them.

I’m not sure why the Emperor said this, but it was probably for me…

I considered how I should react and ultimately decided not to react.

“… Now spit out what’s in your mouth and rinse with water.”

He meticulously wiped my face and put clothes on before moving on.

“They say that breakfast this morning is a soup with sweet pumpkin.”

‘Sweet pumpkin? Is it different from a pumpkin?’

“After breakfast, let’s take a walk in the indoor glass garden. Because the weather is still cold, the flowers in the other gardens are not in bloom.”

Doesn’t it matter where you are?  I don’t want to see any blood anyway…

“The glass garden is made of glass and the light intensity or color changes slightly every hour, so it is beautiful.  I hope you like it.”

‘What is he thinking?’

“It’s indoors, so it’s not cold, and even escorts and maids can’t enter.”

No matter what I think, the reason he is nice to me and the reason he shines invisible beauty on me…

“Yesterday, your third brother, Assad, returned.  Assad is the contractor of the Fire Spirit King, and he is the most proficient in war among the three princes.”

Assad? Fire Spirit King? He even talked about spirits while taking a bath…

‘What is a spirit?’

As I tilted my head, I heard a small laugh, and then I heard the door open.

Same smell as yesterday but different.  Feeling tickled in the stomach.

This smells delicious…!  As she stretched out her face, she heard a slightly louder laugh.

“… Does it smell delicious? Let’s eat.”

Several voices were heard repeatedly, seemingly startled by the sound of his laughter, but it soon vanished. I believe I’ve been staring at it in some way.

Even though we hadn’t seen each other in a while, he seemed to be the type of person who didn’t laugh often.

When I was asleep, I could only hear tiny laughs from time to time, but when someone came in, the friendly voice vanished and was replaced with a hard, sharp voice.