Choosing the Baby’s Father From the Following – Chapter 93

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗𝟑

For two consecutive days, I had that dream.

The Academy was, unfortunately, empty, and I couldn’t bear it any longer.

So, I went into town and did something Erni would have never allowed me to do.

I sought out the most famous blind fortune teller in the suburbs.

Actually, I did so because I thought she wouldn’t know I was a princess……

The fortune teller burst into tears as soon as she saw me and said,

“In your beautiful and young days, how unfortunate.”

When I pressed her for what she meant, she told me I had only about three years left to live.

Only three years?

In three years, I would have just graduated from the Academy!

I gulped and turned the page.

As I touched the symbol with my finger, letters began to appear again.

Soon, the very name I had been waiting for appeared.

When I activated the only Summoning Orb, Moghald-nim appeared right before my eyes.

Apart from my feeling of immense relief and joy at seeing him, Moghald-nim seemed quite flustered.

“Your Highness?”

I couldn’t help but make excuses.

“I, I’m sorry…… You said to only use it for really important matters, but it was a very important matter to me……”

After hearing my story, Moghald-nim burst out laughing and asked,

“Your Highness paid money and met with such a sham fortune teller? What does this old man look like to our beautiful Highness?”

Moghald-nim opened a calendar and pointed to a specific date, saying,

“This day. It’s one of the days when the stars are most visible throughout the year.”

Moghald-nim then casually inquired about my brother’s well-being.

I don’t even contact my brother that often……

However, looking at Moghald-nim’s expression, I realized that he was actually worried about my brother, not me, when he gave me the Summoning Orb.

Of course……, there’s no way the former Tower Master would give one of his few Summoning Orbs to a nuisance like me out of concern.

After that, the familiar talk of digging tunnels continued.

But I finally understood the connection between Louise and Moghald.

‘So, one day, for whatever reason, Moghald cast a spell on this diary……’

What was Louise’s horoscope like?

With that thought, I placed my finger on the symbol on the next page, but there was no more reaction.

As I idly flipped through the remaining blank pages of the diary, I heard a knock.

―Knock, knock.

As soon as I hurriedly put the diary away, Callisto appeared.

He began to speak with an apologetic look.

“I have a lot of work piled up, and the Chief Attendant is giving me a hard time. It seems I’ll have to take you back tomorrow and return immediately.”

Callisto has always been with me since I came to Babenberg, so it’s understandable that his work would pile up.

I imagined the Chief Attendant’s hardship and smiled faintly.

“If you’re busy, Cal doesn’t have to come with me. You brought so many Imperial Guards.”

“That’s not possible.”

He flatly refused.

“It’s absurd to have my subordinates escort you back when you’ve come to my country.”

Callisto added regretfully,

“A week……, at most ten days, and I’ll be able to see you again.”

“You can take your time. Everyone’s so eager to get rid of me anyway……”

I trailed off, closing my mouth at his cool gaze.

“……I want to hear you.”

Callisto looked directly into my eyes and said clearly,

“Tell me to come quickly.”

My lips felt strangely dry.

Unable to speak, I curled my parched lips inward.

Then he lowered his gaze.

His blue eyes were filled with resignation.

However, Callisto soon stretched his lips into a long smile, as if trying to hide his disappointment.

‘But I don’t want to disappoint this man anymore.’

So, I unconsciously opened my mouth.

“Those words are for when we truly part ways.”

“……What?”

“When we truly part ways…… that’s the farewell greeting. Not now.”

The man who had been forcing a smile with his lips finally curved his eyes.

My heart pounded as I saw myself reflected in his blue eyes.

“……Alright, I’ll look forward to it.”

Callisto soon left the room, but his low voice echoed in my ears several times.

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When I returned to the Edessa Hotel after ten days, a surprise guest was waiting for me.

“Your Highness!”

Seeing Helena running towards me faster than Ernst, I opened my arms wide.

“Helena! Since when have you been here?”

“A few days,”

Helena explained with an embarrassed face.

“I happened to be able to come along comfortably since His Highness the Crown Prince was attending the funeral.”

Then she added,

“I…… I suppose you’ve heard the story? I’m sorry for acting on my own without consulting you.”

I smiled at Helena.

“Why are you apologizing? You must have felt it was necessary when you made the decision.”

Then, suddenly looking around, I noticed Callisto and Ernst’s puzzled gazes directed at us.

I flinched like a thief caught red-handed and quickly opened my mouth.

“Ah, I met Helena at Kaisarea Monastery. That……”

I hesitated, unsure of what to say, and Helena cut in, greeting Callisto.

“I’ve heard a lot about you, Grand Duke of Babenberg. I am Helena Garnier, a nun from Kaisarea Monastery.”

Of course, Helena didn’t refer to herself as a Saint.

‘But Callisto must have understood.’

He briefly made eye contact with me and then greeted Helena.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sister.”

Ernst only greeted me with his eyes and then asked Callisto,

“Are you returning right away?”

Callisto nodded and looked at me again.

It was time to tell him the words I had promised.

Unfortunately, there was a large audience.

‘Moreover, Helena knows that Ren is the father of the child……!’

Unaware of my complicated feelings, Callisto knelt on one knee before me.

Soon, a polite and affectionate kiss landed on the back of my hand.

“Take care, Lou.”

“See you later, Cal.”

Doubt filled his blue eyes as he looked at me.

Yes, this was far from the farewell I had promised him.

I helped him up, gave him a light hug, and whispered in his ear,

“……Come quickly.”

Callisto’s lips curved in satisfaction at that small voice.

Only after he left could I properly greet Ernst.

“Erni……!”

Since Ernst was the one I worried about the most while I was in Babenberg, I reached out and cupped his cheeks in my hands.

“Let me see. Are you alright? Did anything happen?”

Slightly surprised, Ernst took a step back and gave an awkward laugh.

“Anything happen? To me? Why? Do I look haggard?”

I examined Ernst closely.

He smelled fresh, like he had just washed.

‘I heard that the list of perfumes Ernst uses is secretly shared among noblewomen.’

True to his reputation, he was impeccably handsome today as well.

His fair skin was as smooth as porcelain, and his perfect features sparkled in place.

Therefore, I could confidently shake my head.

“What are you talking about? Erni is always dazzlingly handsome.”

Ernst burst into laughter, but I quickly added,

“Still, I was worried. I heard that Damiani sent soldiers several times……”

He took my hands off his face and held them tightly.

“You worry too much. I sent you there because I was confident. I never start a fight I can’t win.”

Only then did I feel relieved and lean my head on his shoulder.

“……Still, I was worried.”

“It’s more natural than worrying about the Tower Master, but……”

Ernst said, tapping my cheek with his finger.

“I should reflect on the fact that you didn’t trust me that much.”

“That’s not it!”

I vehemently denied it, remembering what Callisto had said about King Larion, but Ernst just laughed it off, not taking it seriously.

As Ernst escorted me to my room, Helena followed with a puzzled expression.

‘She’s definitely thinking, ‘Weren’t you lovers with the Tower Master?”

My face flushed, but the problem was that I had nothing to say in my defense.

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