After a long time, Sasha’s identity was finally revealed.

‘God is generous, but sometimes cruel. I don’t know why God gave me a name.’

‘In fact, you were created for the purpose of becoming the nourishment of the World Tree.’

And after hundreds of years, I finally learned why I was born, the meaning of my existence.

“What happened? Please tell us!”

There was nothing worth telling these kids about, so I decided to avoid the topic. The kids wouldn’t be of any help in this matter, and I didn’t want to reveal my identity unnecessarily.

Even if I did, if someone else, another noble hiding somewhere, heard it and reported it to the master, I had to be careful in various ways.

Even though the kids here would become my close aides, I thought.

“It’s a secret. Don’t ask too many details.”

“That’s mean, Princess~.”
So, when I refused to tell them, they pouted, twisted their lips, puffed up their cheeks, expressing dissatisfaction. In an attempt to appease them, I thought about asking the maids to bring them a cake or something they liked.

“Princess, Princess!”

However, Ronowe, who had been whispering behind Beris with a sulky expression suddenly, came running with a bright smile. I wondered if he had come up with a remarkable solution to dig up my secret, but he wasn’t the type to come up with something that significant.

I had a bad feeling about this.

“Since the princess is embarrassed, we’ll tell you a lot about Beris and us!”

I’ve never said I’m embarrassed! I retorted, but Beris said there was no reason not to tell if I was embarrassed.

“It’s been a while, and it’s awkward, so I can’t tell everything!”

“That’s right!”

Not at all? I quickly felt the voices of the noisy Flour siblings turning into invisible musical notes, drilling into my ears.

It felt like a large musical instrument was being played right next to me. My ears were buzzing, and it felt like my eardrums were about to burst, so I held my breath and exhaled, leaning against the book in front of me.

‘Chaotic.’

I experienced a similar agony when Jeff and Hecate sang a lullaby. I felt like I was undergoing fluid dissociation. I silently prayed for someone to intervene and help me make sense of the situation.

Before I went crazy and threw the book, I hoped someone would act rationally and organize the situation.

“Kids, I understand your excitement, but how about lowering your voices a bit?”

And there came the savior. Kalayle, who had been quietly watching the situation, came to calm down the younger siblings when things got out of hand.

“This is where the princess is taking lessons, so you shouldn’t be too loud.”

Well done, Kalayle! I inwardly gave a thumbs up to Kalayle, feeling relieved.

“And if you cling like that, it will make the princess uncomfortable.”

I couldn’t handle things like Kalayle did, gently and calmly soothing the surroundings, embracing and embracing gently. I needed someone who could do that.

“Sorry, Princess.”

“In fact, there was something I wanted to say separately.”

Beris, who was abnormally excited, had a separate reason for it.

“What is it?”

He felt sorry for making me uncomfortable too late, hesitated while fidgeting with his fingers, and urged me to speak as soon as it was okay.

“Mom said she would bring a foal and Mom’s words soon!”

“Is that so?”

“Yes!”

Well, if it’s about horses, I have some knowledge as I was a knight in my previous life before becoming the princess. I also lived as a stableman for a while, so the knowledge that had become blurred over time easily came back to me when confronted with real-life situations.

“Beris is right, Princess. His Majesty has decided to bring in a noble steed.”

Even though it’s called a noble steed, there are various types.
Commonly known brown horses, horses raised for show purposes, horses used for both racing and riding, horses used in circuses, and horses extensively used for labor, such as carts, are countless.

“When a noble family usually brings horses, they are for show or riding.”

I naturally thought of breeds with beige and brown mixed colors, as well as dignified black and brown horses.

“Lord Marquis personally instructed us to feed and take care of the horses. He said we should understand the preciousness of life.”

As Kalayle walked towards Beris and Ronowe, she patted Beris’s head, which was close by.

“Then who will ride the mom’s horse? Lord Marquis?”

“Oh, I’ll probably be the one riding it.”

It was unexpected that Lord Marquis himself would ride it, as Ronowe and Beris were too young to ride.

“Since I’ve been learning swordsmanship for quite some time, he suggested that I should also learn how to ride now.”

It felt different here; it seemed like Fluer Marquis’s true feelings were properly revealed, unlike before when Kalayle was forced to raise him under Hecate’s orders. It wasn’t because of unavoidable circumstances but more like raising him as his own son, even if only blood was involved. Here, the true emotions of Fluer Marquis were expressed.