Choosing the Baby’s Father From the Following – Chapter 5

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‘The Tower Master Ren shall save the pregnant woman.’

The morning that began with Ren’s tea was about thirty times more beautiful than the past week.

I could open the window and smell the food from the kitchen downstairs, and instead of secretly throwing Phoebe’s cookies out the window, I could eat about eight of them.

‘Delicious……’

While enjoying the fantastic taste of the cookies that had been a picture of frustration until now, it was noisy outside.

Phoebe quickly got up and opened the window to look outside.

Then she smiled brightly, opening her lips.

“The Flavi Royal carriage has arrived, Your Highness.”

Flavi?

That was the country of the only remaining baby daddy candidate.

I wondered for a moment if I should go out and greet them, but Phoebe sat back down across from me without a hint of urgency.

‘Ah, right. Flavi is a vassal state.’

Therefore, the Imperial Family might not have to go down to greet them.

As if my reasoning was correct, Phoebe said calmly.

“Seeing that the royal carriage has arrived, His Highness the Crown Prince must have come. Then I’ll bet 1 shilling that he’ll knock on this room within the morning.”

I was taught not to lose a bet.

“Then I’ll bet 1 shilling that he’ll come within an hour.”

Judging from the letters, he was much nicer, more polite, and kinder than the other two candidates.

What reason would he have to delay coming to me?

“Oh my……!”

Phoebe covered her mouth with her hand and exclaimed.

“Your Highness, it seems you’re feeling like getting married after graduating? You’re suddenly so proactive……!”

It’s because I’m pregnant.

I only muttered to myself.

―Knock, knock.

Exactly one hour later, there was a knock.

“Oh dear!”

Phoebe got up irritably, took a silver coin out of her pocket, and placed it on the table.

“Why didn’t you come a little later!”

I chuckled and pocketed the silver coin.

I’m not sure if it’s okay for a princess to take money from her maid, but a bet is a bet.

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When the door opened, I couldn’t help but be dismayed.

So, how did I write about Ernst……

Crown Prince Ernst, who was called the flower of Flavi for his beauty, ended his short life like that.

Was it this?

‘Anyway, it was really simple.’

Wow, my writing skills are at least ignorant.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

Phoebe greeted Ernst at the door and left to prepare refreshments.

Then Ernst entered the room and knelt on one knee in front of me.

His golden hair sparkled in the sunlight from the window.

His distinct features were perfectly symmetrical, like a sculpture, and his honey-colored eyes shone with a healthy glow.

And he even smiled softly, looking up at me.

Then he slowly took my hand, which was as still as a deeply rooted old tree.

‘He’s touching it, he’s touching it……!’

When his red lips touched the back of my hand, I had to clench my other hand into a fist. Because,

‘My fingers were trembling……!’

He removed his lips and whispered playfully.

“What’s with that face, Lou? Were two months that long? Long enough to forget my face?”

I couldn’t look suspicious.

I swallowed hard and coughed like an old man, ahem.

Ernst got up and let out a low sigh, pulling me into a hug.

‘Gasp……’

He smelled sweet and subtle, enough to tickle my nose.

‘It’s like the scent of chocolate, or coconut, or flowers……’

On the other hand, I was thinking about whether I had brushed my teeth in the morning, washed my face, or sprayed perfume, when he said,

“Seeing you joking around, you must be alright. I was worried sick after receiving your letter, unable to sleep properly. If His Highness the Second Prince hadn’t returned, I don’t know what excuse I would have made to come see you.”

You…… wanted to see me that badly?

I barely managed to hold onto my sanity, which I had lost after being captivated by the flower of Flavi.

‘Get a grip. The baby daddy must be Ren……!’

The baby daddy isn’t based on looks, nor is it based on the order of ability or wealth, and there’s no way there could be multiple baby daddies……!

But before I could answer, Ernst said,

“Don’t do that, Lou.”

His voice was sweet, gentle, and low, but at the same time, as destructive as a thunderclap.

“It’s my child.”

What?

‘You know I’m pregnant?’

Surprised, I looked at him, and the flower of Flavi smiled shyly.

The wind from the open window ruffled a few strands of his hair.

I don’t know if it was an illusion or reality, but the ends of his curly blonde hair shimmered with light.

“Even if it wasn’t my child, it wouldn’t matter, but anyway, it’s my child.”

I suddenly came to my senses.

‘So, you’re the baby daddy?’

Then what about Ren?

Ren also said it was ‘our’ baby……

‘No, there can’t be two baby daddies!’

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‘Maybe he’s the baby daddy?’

The reason I think that, even though I met Ren first, is because only Ernst knew about the pregnancy.

‘Louise must have informed him beforehand……’

My mind, which I had been holding onto with the sole reason of surviving after possessing this body, was filled with confusion.

It’s the book I wrote, so why are there so many hidden things I don’t know about?

‘Who the hell is the baby daddy!’

The flower of Flavi continued to speak.

“When His Highness the Second Prince returns, I’ll ask for his help.”

Now that I think about it, there were many ways to hasten one’s death.

“My brother wouldn’t want to send you to the North, and he would never give you to a lowly nobleman like the Tower Master.”

So, one vote for you, the Crown Prince of a small country, being beheaded within a day if you impregnated the youngest princess.

“Flavi is the closest and safest, being a vassal state.”

But Erni, you’ll die just for being with me when I die.

“Look at me, Lou.”

Ernst urged.

“Look at me, okay?”

No, isn’t it unfair to keep touching me like this?

I was at a loss for words, my hand held by Ernst, when I finally came up with an effective statement.

“Bu, but.”

Up close, his golden eyes sparkled like two small suns.

“Yes?”

I gritted my teeth for a moment, then relaxed and spoke softly.

“Ca, Callisto Veil Babenberg will propose to me at the victory celebration.”

Ernst tilted his head prettily.

He definitely knew which way to turn his head to look more beautiful.

Or maybe he knew he looked beautiful no matter which way he turned.

“Did you tell Ren about that?”

“Uh, uh……”

Feeling like a snitch, I nodded.

Then Ernst’s rosy lips curved into a precarious arc.

“Then he can’t propose.”

……Are you sure?

“Hmm.”

Ernst thought for a moment, then smiled more brightly.

“So Ren can’t come either? Will I get to have Lou all to myself after so long?”

Well, as far as I know……

‘Your much scarier older brother is also on his way back.’

Even though he couldn’t possibly not know that, Ernst calmly whispered,

“First, how about we name the baby?”

I was speechless and hurriedly put my finger to my lips.

‘No, he seemed normal in the letters……’

In a different way from Ren, this man also seemed to be not quite right in the head.

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Ernst said he wanted to name the baby ‘Lari’ if it was a girl and ‘Savoy’ if it was a boy.

He said it was taken from his middle name, ‘Savoia Larion.’

‘He really must be the baby daddy……’

Anyway, this man was so beautiful that it was distracting to look at him.

‘He’s a supporting character, an extra-level supporting character.’

But it’s not logical for a supporting character to be this beautiful……!

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