Although he looked like he really wanted to know and pretended otherwise, I muttered to myself, internally rolling my eyes.

‘Hmm, Sasha and Carlyle have pretty neat handwriting.’

Both of them wrote well for their ages. The content was predictable, but they were both in good spirits, and Sasha’s writing style was a bit more mature.

‘Ronowe and Beris even drew pictures on the stationery.’

On the other hand, the kids were a mess. What can you expect from a 3-year-old, but the drawing of a potato and an unidentifiable yellow-skinned creature on the blue grass was bizarre.
‘As much as I’d like to teach you how to write, it’s an impossible task for a body that’s not even four years old.’

To be honest, there was nothing I couldn’t do, but I had been avoiding appearing too mature. Being a little brighter than my peers could be shrugged off as gifted, but continuously excelling at everything would raise suspicion.

Besides, Ronowe and Beris were children of the Fleur family, so their education should be handled by them. It would look ridiculous for me to directly interfere just because I was frustrated.

“Darling, how about focusing on stability this week and planning to meet your speaking partner next week?”

“Yes, that sounds good.”

Anyhow, perhaps because this body was born frail, my mind was already tired from some thinking, and Jeff advised me to take a good rest for now.

‘I also had something to be thankful for in the way Jeff valued relationships.’
A short while after that, Miranda and Hailey tidied up the bedding, and I leaned against a plush new pillow, lost in thought.

‘Should I try it on them?’

It was impulsive, but I didn’t want to test this on just anyone, and those close to me seemed like good test subjects. In a way, my relationship with the maids could be considered fate.

‘As royalty, I can’t be too timid. I’ll close my eyes and try it just once.’

I swallowed and looked at Hailey, a maid with brown hair who was nearby.

“I have something to say.”

“Yes, Your Highness. What would you like to discuss?”

The maid approached with a cheerful smile, but words failed me at the last moment.

“Well, that is…”

Damn, how frustrating! Embarrassed, I hastily stepped back.

“Seems like I forgot. I’ll let you know later.”

Why is it so hard to speak up?

I clenched my fists in despair, shaking my hands.

The maid, clueless, tilted her head and followed with a gentle smile, “Let me know when you remember.” Poppy simply looked up at me, this time silent and well-behaved.

Anyway, after several more attempts, I managed to answer my first question to some extent. Although not perfectly, I did grasp what ‘valuing connections’ meant.

“Your Highness, don’t overexert yourself!”

“I’m fine. I won’t die.”

My recovery was still ongoing, causing concern from Jeff, Hecate, and the maids. But I disliked lying around, so I made time to walk every morning and afternoon.

‘Hmm, still haven’t solved my second question.’

What does it mean to give? Giving money to the poor can’t be the answer. Yongyong had once lent me words through a squirrel’s body, leading me to think it must be something different.

So I decided to heed others’ wishes.

Admittedly, apart from a few lives as hunters or beggars, I had only ever been worshipped and praised from the start. Therefore, doing the opposite might bring enlightenment.

“Do you have any requests for me?”

“Just grow up healthy.”

Even when I invited requests, people asked for simple things.

“Do you have any wishes, Father?”

“Don’t be a picky eater.”

For example, Jeff wished I would not dislike potato dishes.

“Esian, do you wish for something from me?”

“All I wish for, Your Highness, is your health and safety.”

Esian, Jeff’s adjutant, wished for me to stay safe, and Carlisle requested that I watch him practice swordsmanship, which I granted.

“Would you have a request for me, Your Highness? If so, please smile.”

“Just seeing Your Highness smile removes all fatigue!”

The last people I asked were Miranda and Hailey, and they simply wished for me to smile. Surprisingly, this was the hardest.

Regardless, I’ve been diligently fulfilling these requests for a while. Although it gave me a sense of accomplishment, I decided to quit soon.

There wasn’t much to realize or learn, and doing it for too long wouldn’t be good, so I started losing interest. Plus, it didn’t suit my personality to keep doing something so foreign.

“Your Highness, Countess Lillith has arrived.”

“Fine.”

Just when I was enjoying chocolate cake and taking a break, someone visited.

‘What’s the interruption?’

I wanted to be alone. Annoyed, I let them in.

“Your Highness, although there’s no lesson today, I came for a special visit.”

Lillith, who came stumbling in, examined my face and chuckled.

“Oh, you even know how to draw a mustache with chocolate.”

“If you’re here to tease, leave quickly.”
I quickly rubbed my mouth with the back of my hand in embarrassment, making a foolish expression.

“Heh heh, how could I just pass by when there’s a fairy in the royal palace who grants any request?”

“You don’t really want to help, do you?”

“First listen, then judge, Your Highness.”

Giving a cheeky noise to show my annoyance, Lise Marsen drew something from within her concealed cloak and placed it on the table with a unique, sly smile.

Thump[Dash].

It was some kind of pouch.

Made of high-quality sky-blue fabric and embroidered with white floral patterns, it looked expensive at first glance.