“But why did you come here?”

It might have been considered somewhat rude if an adult had asked, but coming from a child, it seemed adorable.

As Blair was planning to explain the reason for her visit, she spoke in a gentle voice.

“Today is the day my husband’s mother went to heaven. She hoped it wouldn’t be a sad day for you all but a happy one. So, I prepared snacks and gifts.”

“Wow!”

Snacks and gifts excited the children. The children, now showing increased interest in Blair, threw another question.

“But if you’re the princess’s husband, are you a prince?”
Blair forced a perplexed smile.

After all, for the children, whether it was a duke or a marquis, it would be someone important. There seemed to be no need to explain in detail.

“Um… Not a prince, but looks like a prince.”

“Wow, I want to meet a prince too.”

“Me too, me too.”

Not only the girls but also the boys, filled with expectations for the “prince,” became excited.

Blair, seeing the eager eyes of the children, concluded the introduction and, along with the priest, toured the orphanage before going to the courtyard.

While surveying the orphanage, Blair noticed the donated items knights had unloaded piled up in one corner of the courtyard.

“Alright, boys on this side. Girls, line up on this side and receive your items. Don’t forget to say thank you!”

Just as they were about to distribute the donated items with the priest, a child’s exclamation drew everyone’s attention toward the entrance of the orphanage.

There stood Miella.

The smile disappeared from Blair’s face upon seeing her.

‘Why… did she come here?’

In her past life, at this hour on this day, Miella would have been at the main temple…

Since Miella appeared here, it seemed that the reason Blair chose the orphanage over the temple had vanished.

“Miella unnie!”

“Sister!”

The children who saw Miella rushed towards her. The priest, who noticed Miella belatedly, had a surprised expression.

“Oh my, Sister Miella. What brings you here?”

“It’s my day off, so I came to see the kids, but it seems like you need some help.”
Miella, upon seeing Blair, approached with a warm greeting, her face showing a hint of discomfort.

“Lady, it’s nice to see you again. Have you been well?”

“Thanks to you. I hope you’ve been doing well too, Sister.”

Blair quickly composed her expression and replied. While she lacked talent in lying, she was confident in concealing her emotions.

“It seems the Duke is quite busy. I thought you would come together.”

In her past life, this question might have been casually dismissed, but now it sounded a bit different.

At a glance, it seemed like an ordinary inquiry, so Blair decided not to point it out. After all, she didn’t want to be perceived as overly sensitive.

“As you know, I’m just a failed construction worker.”

“Ah, I see.”

There was a fleeting expectation in Miella’s eyes, but it was very brief.

Approaching Blair, Miella asked, “May I help too?”

“If it’s fine with you, Sister.”

Miella naturally joined in distributing the donated items.

The children gathered more around the familiar Miella than the unfamiliar Blair or the maids from Delmark.

Observing the scene, Lina murmured teasingly, “Feels like being in the corner.”

Melie promptly jabbed Lina’s side, silencing her.

With Miella’s participation, the distribution of donations finished earlier than planned, and playtime for the children began.
Blair sat in the shade of a tree, watching Miella and Lina playing with the children.

It was surprising that Lina, who rarely had anything to do with children, turned out to be quite popular among them.

On the other hand, Miella, who had spent a long time with children, quickly understood what they wanted and skillfully played with them.

“As I behave differently from my past life, I wonder if it’s because of that that she is here now.”

Even with knowledge of the future, there seemed to be more variables than expected in small details.

While Blair was lost in thought, a girl of about three or four, with her hair tied on both sides, approached energetically.

The child placed a donated picture book on the table and attempted to sit across from Blair. However, sitting on an adult-sized chair was challenging.

“Do you want to sit on the chair?”

The girl nodded in response to the question.

Blair picked up the child and seated her on her lap.

“Do you know how to read?”

The child shook her head.

Although Blair had clearly seen the child talking with others earlier, the nodding indicated a hesitation to reveal herself.

Nevertheless, the child approaching willingly to be with Blair was adorable.

“Alright, then I’ll read it to you.”

Blair opened the fairy tale book the child brought.

“The Princess Turned into Stone.”

It was one of the fairy tales Blair used to read to Asiel.