Dad, I will Listen to you - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Karel was away for a funeral, leaving Elia alone in the Arost ducal household.

When Karel left, he entrusted Elia's education to Hamel, the butler of the Arost family. From him, Elia learned manners, how to speak like a noble, and how to walk. However, no matter how much he taught, she was still sloppy and Hamel was frustrated.

Moreover, Elia had originally only worn thin clothes that were easy to take off and suited Karel's taste. She wore a corset and a formal dress for the first time. It was natural for her to feel restless because the clothes were uncomfortable.

“Don’t.”

“But, it’s uncomfortable.”

Seeing Elia acting as if she was going to take off her clothes at any moment, Hamel grabbed her hand. Elia, who had never worn proper clothes until she was twenty, was almost like an animal. She only knew instinct.

“You can’t do this.”

"But.."

"Don't you want to look pretty for His Excellency?"

Hamel felt relieved when he saw Elia become quiet. Then he put the rest of the outer garment on her and held her hand.

"Chii.... Karel told me I was adorable even when I wasn't wearing anything!"

Hamel could not hide his trepidation. A sigh escaped him.

“Don’t go out and talk about that.”

“Why can’t I?”

“Other people will be jealous of you.”

"Jealous? What is jealousy? Why are you jealous?"

"Your Excellency is the most popular groom in the empire, so they are envious of you being loved by him... Haa."

The barrage of questions that poured in without malice as usual made Hamel speechless.

“Why? A groom? What’s a groom?”

Elia always gave Hamel trouble by asking questions that were difficult to answer. Moreover, as he answered the questions sincerely, at some point he strayed from his purpose.

It was like that when teaching basic etiquette, and it continued to be like this in everyday life as well. Hamel was tired of Elia’s questions.

“Then I will take you to His Excellency Karel.”

It was an expression that Hamel didn't understand, but Elia's mouth was tightly shut, so he thought it would be okay for a while.

"Can't I just take it off and go? If the purpose is to look pretty, Ellie is pretty even when she's naked!"

But Elia's silence didn't last a minute.

Hamel stopped talking to Elia, who was returning to the starting point. Who would have thought that he could communicate with a beast in the first place? Hamel turned his head away.

“… Ha, that won’t work.”

It was a huge burden to introduce an unprepared person into society, but the timing was bad enough that it had to be taken on.

First of all, Karel had no intention of remarrying. Elia was just a means to block the marriage proposal from coming his way.

With Karel's wife and only heir dead, and with no suitable successor to the Arost Dukedom, remarrying someone as powerful as Karel was out of the question.

However, it would have been out of character for the Duke's family to hold a banquet right after the funeral to announce that there was another child with the blood of Arost family. So now was the most appropriate time. 

Hamel knew it in his head, but his body wouldn't follow. Why take such a risk when he could just receive a few proposals?

Whether she knew Hamel's complicated feelings or not, Elia mumbled as if she didn't care.

“Why? Why? What’s the point of clothes? Ellie always lived naked.”

She couldn't understand Hamel's words that she had to wear this outfit to take her to where Karel was. Furthermore, Hamel had strongly warned Elia not to open her mouth outside.

Could it be that Karel didn't want her to go through all this trouble to go outside? Elia's mouth fell open.

For a moment, as they rode in a carriage towards Karel, Elia's eyes widened at the new scenery outside the window.

“Wow, Hamel, there are so many people! Look!”

She grabbed Hamel by the collar and shook him. Unconcerned by his bug-bitten expression, Elia pressed her face against the carriage with an excited expression.

Hamel's expression hardened. When Karel became the Duke, he took care of all his brothers and collateral branches, so the only remaining bloodline of the Arost Duchy was Elia. And she was only half-blood.

These days, there are so many illegitimate children that it wasn't a problem. The only problem was that Elia had absolutely no dignity as a noble.

“Your makeup will be ruined.”

“Whoa, but, it’s so amazing!”

“Ha, Miss, I’m going to get off now. Please don’t open your mouth outside.”

“I don’t like it-! Huh, it’s Karel!”

At that moment, the carriage came to a halt with a jerk. Before he could stop her, Elia rushed out. There was no way Elia, who had no patience, could control herself once she saw Karel’s face.

Hamel belatedly tried to grab Elia's arm, but his hand cut through the air. Hamel looked at his outstretched hand in vain.

Thud!

It was inevitable that Elia would fall down after jumping out of the carriage without an escort. The carriage door was high from the floor, and Elia was wearing high-heeled shoes, so there was no way she could land properly on the floor.

Inside the carriage, Hamel frowned, forgetting his duty. He let out a sigh.

“Ugh… ugh.”

Elia began to sob as the powerful impact struck her knees and both hands. Everyone's eyes were focused on her.

“Ka, Karel, sniffle, Karel~ wuuu.”

Elia burst into tears, calling Karel's name. Hamel, who got out of the carriage late, picked Elia up, but it was already too late. The eyes looking at them sparkled with interest, as if they had found an interesting story.

The cathedral, which had been quiet in remembrance of the deceased, was reduced to ashes by the appearance of Elia.

How can a woman with the characteristic of the duke's eyes, a trait reserved for the direct descendants, look so undignified? And she's not even a six-year-old child, she's a grown woman!

The whispering grew louder and louder until it became a loud roaring noise.

Elia, who buried her face in Hamel's shoulder, was put back into the carriage. Elia sniffled, holding onto Hamel's collar as he looked at her coldly. She whined to Hamel, that she was in pain and sorrow from falling.

“I, Karel, sniff, miss, huff.”

Hamel, who was a nobleman to the core, could not possibly accept this situation. He looked at Elia with a cold gaze. A voice colder than ice pierced Elia's ears.

“Don’t cry. What did you do right that you’re crying about? How ridiculous it looks now. Thinking about the world making a fuss about it for a while already makes my head hurt.”

He pulled away from Elia's hand that was holding onto his collar. He looked at her with a disgusted expression as if her hand was dirt. Seeing Elia with her stupid face that said she didn't know anything, he sighed even though he knew it was rude.

Hamel slammed the carriage door shut and came out. He didn't want to spend even a single moment in the same space as that worthless human.

He heard Elia's cries and her pounding on the door to let her out, but he was a nobleman's aide, not someone who would take care of someone less fortunate. Hamel, standing in front of the carriage, acted as if nothing had happened.

Karel, who was watching all this from afar, sighed. He wasn't angry because he didn't expect anything from Elia. Besides, he had expected something like this to happen. He didn't know that Hamel wouldn't be able to control it.

“Oh, my lovely youngest daughter made a mistake because it was her first time in a crowded place.”

It was probably for the best.

A person who is cold and firm even to his own blood relatives takes care of his daughter who made a mistake in front of many people?

Because it was easy to show that he favored Elia.

As he said that, Karel slowly walked down to the carriage. The crowd grew louder at Karel’s gentle smile. And the people who had been speaking negatively about Elia just now began to talk about something else.

“You’re so cute. Haha, you’re at an age where you really miss your dad.”

The sound of “father” grated on his ears, but Karel didn’t show it.

To be honest, I didn't like the fact that Elia was the only remaining bloodline of the Arost family due to a minor accident. Rather than feeling sad about losing the successor I had worked so hard to raise, I was annoyed by the fact that I had to reveal a toy that I liked quite a bit.

“Yes, it is a shame that my beloved wife and son have passed away, but I am glad that I can introduce you to my lovely youngest daughter through this opportunity.”

It was an inappropriate remark to make in a place for remembrance. However, his behavior was not unnatural to the nobles who used even the death of a person as a place for political meetings. In the first place, a funeral was a place where they talked more about business than commemorating the deceased. They thought that the souls of the dead were to be appeased by saints, not the part of the survivors. The living had to live.

As Karel made his way to the carriage, the surrounding nobles naturally moved out of the way. Arriving in front of the carriage, he opened the door and climbed in. There, he found Elia shedding tears and burst into laughter.

“Oh no. Why are you crying, Ellie?”

“I, Karel, saw and go, trip.. sob.”

Her speech was slurred and messy as she sobbed. Karel wiped Elia’s tears and lightly brushed the dirt off her skirt. Then he lifted her skirt. A thin layer of blood was dripping onto her petticoat. Karel frowned at the faint smell of blood.

Karel lifted her petticoat and placed Elia's legs on his shoulders. It wasn't because the carriage was too narrow or it was difficult to check the wounds. It was just his desire.

His hot breath spread across Elia's thighs. Karel licked Elia's thighs with his lips and then untied her garter belt with his mouth. He also skillfully took off her stockings with his lips.

“Ugh… Karel, what, what are you doing?”

Elia let out a faint moan at the strange feeling of tickling her thigh. The pain had long since disappeared from the moment Karel touched her leg. Instead, a strange sensation arose. The area being touched felt hot and strange.

“You’re badly hurt.”

Kariel wanted to take Elia, who was blushing with excitement, right now.

“Don’t cry, Ellie.”

But it wasn't the time yet. And the place wasn't right either.

He took out the holy water from his bosom after seeing the wound where blood was flowing. The potion, worth enough to buy a mansion in the capital city, was generously sprinkled on Elia's knee. Karel took out a new bottle and sprinkled it on Elia's hand as well.

"It doesn't hurt now, does it?"

“Yeah! But, I… .”

Elia grabbed Karel's collar. Her knees no longer hurt, but she was concerned about something else.

“Something is strange here.”

Elia spread her legs and placed her hand on her vagina. Karel held his breath at Elia's overly lewd actions. He barely managed to turn his head.

He felt like he was being consumed by his instincts. Karel's lower body felt tense. He had a hard time breathing as his excitement surged up. He barely managed to maintain his senses and opened the carriage door.

“I will introduce you.”

“Me? Where?”

“Call me dad.”

“What is Dad? Karel, what does Dad mean?”

Karel didn't answer Elia's question. Instead, he hugged Elia.

“I’ll tell you everything one by one when I get home.”

“Ugh… .”

Karel whispered in Elia's ear. Elia gasped in fear at the countless eyes on her. She buried her head in Karel's arms.

The other nobles who valued etiquette were shocked by Elia's undignified appearance, but they did not show it. She was actually being held by Karel himself. In addition, the reason they were speechless was because of Elia's appearance.

Her platinum blonde hair shone brilliantly in the sunlight, creating a mysterious beauty.

Elia, the hidden daughter of the Arost Duchy, has revealed herself.

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