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In my previous life, I was lonely among my family because I was not as talented as my brothers, just like Yuric had been here.
‘It was like me.’
I decided to do better if I met him next time, but the child didn’t come to the palace again because of the trouble I had with Dietrich.
Meanwhile, I was growing up while stealing Lancel’s belongings, and I had reached a point where I could even steal from his pocket while he slept
‘I’m not a thief cat, but a thief baby.’
Lancel always complained that he has the lowest salary among all of Lagrange’s servants, but my conscience wasn’t even pricked by that.
No matter how I think about it, Lancel only gives milk even though I think it’s no longer the time for me to drink milk.
‘I’m done with this, too.’
I opened my mouth whilst facing Lancel’s mirror, which I was holding with both of my hands. It is clear that the sharp teeth that appear on the gums are coming.
“I’m hungry….”
I was always starving because I only ever drink milk.
It would be better to hunt like Dietrich.
I’m not sure exactly how old I am because someone didn’t tell the time or show the calendar to me, but the second spring came to Lagrange.
‘I think I’m about two years old.’
Lancel is a person who is very unwilling to take care of me. It seemed to him that I only needed to have my life.
“Mammam ey.” (Give me rice)
He brought me more milk when I swarmed for rice.
“Now. Milk here.”
“That mammam.” (Please feed me too.)
“This is Mammam, stupid princess. Do you know how hard I’ve gotten this too?”
Lancel’s voice was annoying. As if buying ‘milk’ must pass through Derreck’s eyes or something.
And while I was eating well!
“I’m tired, so I need to rest.”
Lancel muttered whilst lying on the sofa in my bedroom.
‘If you feel comfortable inside, you will fall asleep like this.’
I hit my forehead because of Lancel, who took a nap without taking care of me.
“Evil! Hmmmm. Hmm.”
It doesn’t break though.
“Hingg….”
I was hungry today. I tumbled down an empty bottle on the floor and woke up in my seat.
‘Let’s go to the kitchen.’
However the Dahlia Palace is poor.
It was clear that there was food hidden inside the palace when Lancel’s belly increased over time.
I was hungry and didn’t care. My conscience wasn’t poor.
“You can’t eat it!”
I ignored the maid’s words and swallowed the candle collet.
“Don’t!”
“I, I didn’t eat..”
I denied, peeking up at her with a pout as I tried to charm my way out of trouble, eventhough my palms and mouth were covered in chocolate.
“I didn’t eat it, I didn’t uuu!”
I continued to charm and reassured the maid with words as I put a bit more chocolate in my mouth.
“What are you eating and not eating?”
“No…. Nyamm.”
“Give me!”
“Nyoo, Nyooo!” (No!)
I tried hard not to take away the jar with all my might, but what power does a baby have?
People who eat well when they are adults usually eat well from a young age, but Dietrich’s stomach is not as big as a rabbit.
‘Ha, stop crying. I feel hungry because I cry.’
Squatting on the floor, I cried and wiped my tears with my back and then got up.
‘Because it’s spring, there may be fruit in the garden.’