The Beloved Youngest Daughter of the Lord Family - Chapter 3
Before storming into Father’s domain, Sione vanished, saying she needed a bit of “preparation,” and her words left me utterly stunned.
“Lord Father will never come to meet you first, my dear. I know him well. If we just wait like this, we might only meet again at your funeral someday.”
“Mwaaah?”
“But don’t worry. I haven’t spent the past decades idling away my time.”
“Ubu…?”
“I’ve prepared a secret gate leading directly to Lord’s private garden for just such an occasion. Through it, we can meet Lord Father. You see… he always takes a solitary stroll in that garden at the exact same time every day.”
“Myyyaaang?!”
‘So my father is currently the head of the Chepesu family… and the Lord of the vampire race?’
The vampire kingdom.
The name Chepesu was derived from the ancestral castle of the Lord’s lineage, passed down through generations.
Thus, the Chepesu family equated to royalty among humans—and embodied the vampire race itself.
‘Pureblood of purebloods, a direct descendant of the Lord’s house. This is absolutely incredible!’
My heart began pounding wildly as my long-shot suspicion turned out to be true.
At this level, perhaps I could dream not just of the empire—but of conquering the entire continent.
‘Alright, I’ve made up my mind. My first goal is to become the next Lord.’
It’s only a matter of time before Karl, who stole my mark, officially ascends the imperial throne.
To take revenge on him once he becomes emperor, I’ll need power worthy of standing against him.
And now, right at this moment, the perfect conditions for my revenge have been handed to me.
‘To do that, I must first win Father over to my side.’
According to my memories from my past life, the current vampire Lord’s full name is ‘Vlad Akard Chepesu.’
Commonly known as Vlad, he was famed for his breathtakingly beautiful appearance—so enchanting it could bewitch anyone who looked upon him—and for possessing unprecedented magical power.
‘He seems to dislike me quite a bit… I wonder why?’
From Sione’s conversations with others, it seemed there was some hidden reason, but as a baby, there were limits to how much I could uncover.
Deep in thought, pondering various possibilities, I was interrupted.
Sione, who had briefly left me with a maid, returned to the room.
“You’ve done well. I’ll take care of my dear from now on. You may leave. He’s about to nap, so don’t let anyone in.”
“Yes, Lady Sione! Please call me if you need anything!”
As the maid cheerfully closed the door behind her, Sione placed several boxes she’d been carrying onto the table.
“Sorry to keep you waiting! I went to fetch the clothes I’d hidden in my room—all specially prepared for this very day.”
“Ubu?”
What? Was that all her “preparation” amounted to?
I’d imagined she’d brought some legendary weapon or ancient artifact, so I was slightly disappointed—but she paid no mind and opened the boxes anyway.
“These items were painstakingly collected. I’m sure you’ll adore them, my dear.”
Inside were adorable baby-sized dresses, soft socks, tiny shoes that fit in the palm of a hand, head accessories, and various other charming items.
With an excited expression—as if she’d been waiting for this moment her whole life—she began dressing me up.
“I never thought the day would come when I’d take my first outing with you, my dear. It feels like a dream.”
Watching her smile with the pure innocence of a young girl, I was seized by a strange feeling.
‘Well, she’s letting me meet Father, so I’ve got nothing to lose…’
Right before attempting to trespass into the garden of the continent’s strongest being, to see such a pure, innocent smile…
This lady is definitely no ordinary person.
“There! All done! Would you like to check yourself in the mirror?”
“Mwah!?”
Wow.
Upon seeing my reflection, I let out a silent gasp of amazement.
Hair shimmering like fine silver threads, fair and plump skin, large, clear eyes glistening with moisture, and small, plump pink lips.
The child in the mirror was far beyond merely “adorable”—she was like an angel descended to earth.
‘Wow… I really am cute.’
Admitting it myself made me cringe a little due to my personality, but truthfully, my current appearance was so overwhelmingly, destructively cute that it could shatter anyone’s composure—even my own.
‘At this rate, maybe even Father will fall for me completely.’
It won’t be easy—Sione even mentioned funerals—but perhaps I can still turn Vlad’s heart.
While I was soaring on this hopeful thought, Sione, having finished all preparations, checked the sun’s position outside the window.
“It seems the time has come. Shall we head out?”
She reached into the air and swiftly drew a magic circle.
I stood there dumbfounded, mouth agape, as a clear, transparent blue light spread from the path her fingers traced.
‘So this is gate magic… truly beautiful.’
As I was utterly entranced by the splendor of this ancient spell I’d only read about in books,
the completed magic circle slowly began to rotate, then transformed into a brilliant flash of light that instantly swallowed us whole.
And in the next moment, I found myself in the middle of a rose garden in full bloom, cradled in Sione’s arms.
“…It’s truly been a long time since I’ve been here.”
She murmured softly to herself, gazing wistfully around the deserted garden.
Apparently, many precious memories were woven into this rose garden.
‘Such a lovely scent.’
Though surprisingly modest for the Lord’s garden, the well-kept pathways and flowerbeds—free even of a single weed—gave off a gentle, sweet fragrance.
As I quietly savored the mingled scents of fresh grass and flowers in the air, I tilted my head in confusion.
‘That’s odd. For some reason, this place doesn’t feel unfamiliar at all.’
Just as I let out a confused “Kkeuung…,” caught in this strange feeling, Sione gently stroked my forehead to soothe me and spoke.
“In truth, you’ve been to this garden before, my dear.”
“Ubu?”
“This was where your mother, Lady Daphne, used to walk daily when you were still in her womb. As her personal guard, I always accompanied her.”
So perhaps the reason this place feels familiar is because of the original baby’s memories—memories left behind in this body.
“It wasn’t always just the two of us. Beside Lady Daphne… he was always there—”
But Sione’s words were cut short.
A sharp, chilling male voice abruptly interrupted her.
“How in the world did you get here, Sione?”
His low, icy tone—barely suppressing his anger—froze the previously peaceful air around us in an instant.
‘Wow, he’s unmistakably my father.’
I quietly stared at the pale-faced, silver-haired beauty whose hair was identical to mine.
His tall, solid build, marked by strong lines, clearly showed years of sword training,
and his finely chiseled features—like the work of a master sculptor—radiated a contrasting yet mesmerizing beauty.
Yet the overwhelming aura emanating from his entire being, paired with his utterly expressionless face devoid of any emotion, made him seem unapproachable.
After a brief silence, Sione bowed respectfully before him.
“It’s been a long time, my Lord.”
“I’ll ask once more. How did you enter this place? You know full well no one is allowed in this garden.”
He didn’t even glance at me, cradled in Sione’s arms, as if I didn’t exist.
But I instinctively sensed his unease.
“Have you forgotten that I once served you as a dark sorceress? I can break through barriers like this whenever I choose.”
“This is a multi-layered barrier woven by the Tower Masters. It shouldn’t have been that easy.”
“Apparently, I’m just better than they are.”
Hah.
Vlad sighed in exasperation, narrowing his eyes.
“So you crawled all the way to the Rose Palace on your own—and all that’s improved is your way with words.”
“You should speak properly. My skills have improved as well.”
“I’m losing the will to continue this conversation. Leave this place at once. Normally, you’d be executed immediately, but I’ll spare your life for your past service.”
As Vlad coldly turned his back, Sione stepped forward, blocking his path.
“You know perfectly well why I’ve come all this way. My Lord—or rather, Vlad.”
“…This is my final warning. Turn back.”
“No. I absolutely cannot leave like this. Only you, Vlad, can confirm my dear’s true condition. Even if you tear me to pieces, I’ll stay right here.”
Vlad looked at her resolute expression and gave a bitter, mocking twist of his lips.
Then, for the first time, his crimson eyes turned toward me.
‘Whoa, that glare is seriously terrifying.’
His eyes, pointed downward without any intention of bowing his head, were filled with nothing but contempt.
‘I didn’t expect some tearful, heartwarming reunion between father and daughter, but this is a bit much.’
While I grumbled inwardly and shriveled up in dismay,
he, who had remained silently still, finally spoke.
“However you managed it, you’ve filled an empty shell. This child was already dead from the moment of birth. What you’ve done is no different from playing with dolls, Sione.”
Huh? Could he have noticed I’m not the original owner of this body?
‘Ugh, that’s exactly why I hate adults who are annoyingly perceptive!’
As I subtly avoided Vlad’s piercing gaze and secretly broke out in cold sweat,
Sione flared up and immediately countered his claim.
“My dear merely entered a dormant state immediately after birth! Though extremely rare, such cases do exist. How can a dead person possibly open their eyes again?”
“Who knows. What tricks you’ve used are none of my concern.”
“…So you intend to deny my dear’s existence to the very end? Even though she’s woken from slumber and moves her own body? How long will you keep running away like this?”
“Don’t presume to speak freely just because you have a mouth.”
“I’m not saying anything untrue! My dear is completely innocent. Lady Daphne, who has passed on, would never have wanted this—”
“Sione!”
Crack!
Dozens of sharp ice shards floated into the air, slicing past her like arrows.
When the ear-piercing sound faded, blood trickled down a cut on Sione’s cheek—but she didn’t so much as blink.
‘Wh-what is going on? Is this situation really okay?!’
As I panicked, fidgeting helplessly in her arms, Sione calmly continued speaking.
“All I want is to confirm my dear’s health. And I know perfectly well that for you, Vlad, it would be as simple as breathing.”
“…And what good would that do?”
“Please, just give me your answer. If you do, I swear I’ll never set foot here again.”
As she pleaded, Vlad’s eyes wavered.
The ice shards still floating in the air trembled faintly, reflecting his inner turmoil.
A silence so heavy it seemed to freeze even the air itself stretched on for several seconds.
Finally, Vlad waved his hand, dispelling all the ice, and spoke.
“There’s nothing wrong with the child’s body. In fact… it might be quite the opposite.”
“What do you mean by that…?”
“That’s all the answer you’ll get. There’s no need for you to worry—now go.”
Her pale face flushed with relief, as if she’d received the answer she wanted.
“As promised, I won’t step foot here again. Next time, I’ll cut your throat without hesitation.”
With those words, Vlad turned and walked steadily away in the opposite direction from where we stood.
Apparently, more time had passed than I’d realized—the sun was already on the verge of setting in the west.
In that golden-hour light, as I watched Vlad’s broad back recede into the distance, I somehow felt that the continent’s strongest being looked unbearably lonely.
Then, in the next moment, Vlad stopped walking.
“…Name the child Bella. It won’t do to keep calling her ‘baby’ forever.”
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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Woww, what a great father he is.
Claimed to love the mother, but ignored their own child…. how great.
Oh, what’s happening? My poor baby Bella! I hope someone comes to help her quickly 😭💔