“Uwaa, don’t go, William.”
The day had finally come for William to leave for the academy. Larisa had been in tears since the morning, all the way to the academy.
“I want to go with you.”
“You’ll go one day too. You need to diligently attend elementary school first, right? Don’t cry, stop it.”
“No! I want to cry!”
William held Larisa with a bittersweet smile.
“I’ll come home on my days off.”
“But still…”
“I’ll write to you.”
“I’m scared to be alone…”
Larisa wrapped her arms around William’s neck and clung tightly to him. William softly patted her back for a long time, feeling her warmth and the dampness at his neck.
‘Feels like I’ve truly become an older brother.’
It was as if he had a younger sister. And probably, Larisa also saw him as a brother. William adjusted his hold on Larisa and sighed.
“Let’s go now.”
Upon hearing Guinevere’s words, William had no choice but to put Larisa down. As the top student of the knight academy, he was scheduled to recite the oath at the entrance ceremony.
After being separated from William, Larisa, sobbing, sat next to Guinevere.
“Stop crying.”
“Sniff, okay…”
But telling someone not to cry often makes them cry more. As Larisa continued to sob, Guinevere became irritated.
After a moment of frowning in thought, Guinevere asked,
“Do you want a hug?”
“Really?”
Larisa immediately opened her arms. Guinevere extended her arms and felt a strange emotion as the child hugged her tightly.
‘Did I ever hug William like this when he was seven?’
Seven-year-old William had already acted like a grown child, too clever and too expressionless. Thinking it was all because he took after her, Guinevere felt a pang of guilt.
‘What was I like at seven?’
Though it was a distant memory, the intelligent Guinevere vaguely recalled her own childhood.
She too was born in the slums, like Larisa. Surviving in the slums wasn’t easy. Guinevere could imagine how much Marina must have sacrificed to raise Larisa so lovingly.
“I might not be like your mother, but…”
Larisa, still sobbing, listened to Guinevere’s voice.
“I’ll try to be a good mother-in-law.”
“Huh?”
Her tears suddenly stopped in confusion.
“Did you forget? What I asked for in exchange for buying you that carriage?”
It wasn’t something to be discussed in front of so many people. Guinevere was always the center of attention, and Larisa was quick to understand.
“I remember, I remember.”
Larisa awkwardly disentangled herself and said,
“I’ll sit down now.”
She then sat quietly, waiting for William’s oath.
Having read countless fairy tales while learning to read, she had never come across a story where a witch captured a girl to bear her son’s child.
‘Does that mean… I’m going to marry him?’
Larisa’s brow furrowed deeply. Seeing this, Guinevere also frowned. She wanted to open up that little head and see what was going on inside.
‘She’s not thinking of running away, is she?’
As they each harbored different thoughts, it was William’s turn.
“Ah, Mother! It’s William!”
“Yes.”
“He looks so cool.”
“Yes, he does.”
William, in his knight academy uniform, reciting the oath, looked like a prince from a dream.
No prince in fairy tales could be more handsome than William. Nor richer or more influential.
Even the Empress was wary of Guinevere. Wouldn’t being the only son of Guinevere Rodante make him a more impressive bridegroom than the Emperor himself?
‘…Maybe it’s not so bad?’
Larisa, cunningly, pretended to be cheerfully smiling while calculating in her mind.
‘Even Cinderella would cry out of jealousy.’
Her life was about to unfold like those of princesses in fairy tales.
‘But, William sees me as a little sister…’
No matter how she thought about it, there was no benefit for William. As William’s match, someone like a princess, not a slum-born girl skilled only in pickpocketing, would be more suitable.
‘Right, like the Empress.’
The Empress was so beautiful. Larisa was often reminded of her mother when looking at her. Although unlike her mother’s coarse white hair, the Empress had flowing golden hair and eyes shining like emeralds. Nevertheless, Larisa was reminded of her mother.
“Waited long?”
William returned to his seat after the oath. Larisa brushed away her thoughts and beamed a smile.
On the way home, Guinevere, unable to leave the crying Larisa alone, shared the carriage with her.
‘I have changed a lot.’
Previously, she would have teleported to save time, but now she couldn’t. She realized the kind of treatment William had been receiving while she only cared for her convenience.
The carriage, a privilege of nobility, was useless to Guinevere but essential for William, the rightful heir of the Rodante family, and his companion, Larisa.
She understood this better when she saw the stares as they arrived at the academy in the Rodante carriage.
‘I used to think it was all just pomp and circumstance.’
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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