My pajamas were long and they kept getting caught on my feet.
But Cecilia shook her head looking at my face.
âMaybe youâll get at least a hundred.â
âHuh?â
âAt least a hundred sets of suits were given to His Grace, who had been unable to see what he had missed.â
âA h-hundred?â
âYes, thatâs a little more than usual, but itâs normal. The children of the Grand Duke change their clothes three or four times a day.â
I was so surprised that my mouth went agape. I then pointed my hand at Allen, who was like a turtle in front of her.
Cecilia, who looked at my hand, smiled awkwardly only then.
âHeâs been wearing the same clothes all day.â
âThere are exceptions everywhere.â
âIs that so⦠but a hundred is too much.â
âBut you donât have any of your clothes, so you have to get that right. But thereâs nothing to worry about. Iâll just measure the size and take care of the rest. I was relieved that I would pick all the clothes that fit My Ladyâs taste, but somehow I felt anxious.â
But Allen, who didnât know how I felt, jumped off the chair and stuck close to me.
âLetâs go together! Iâve got to get new clothes!â
âIsnât it not yet time for you to change clothes?â
âNo- well, itâs time for me I guess. Iâm a little tall, so I donât think my clothes fit me.â
I knew it was a ridiculous excuse.
Cecilia looked a little embarrassed because of that.
âYou donât want to?â
âThereâs nothing I canât do, butâ¦â
âThen Iâll go with Bebe.â
Cecilia, who was mumbling, nodded as if she had no choice.
âThen thereâs nothing I can do. Letâs go.â
âOkay!â
Cecilia took the lead and went out first, thinking that Allen could not be stopped.
I followed Cecilia and approached my mother. On the other side of the room, to my mother who sleeps in a big bed.
âMom, Iâll be back. Iâll be right back, so sleep!â
Fortunately, my motherâs complexion gradually returned. Her cheeks, which had been as pale as if they were about to turn to sheet, turned red.
Her lips, which had turned blue, also turned pale. Looking at my mother, I put a penguin doll next to her to protect her.
âDonât worry about Bebe. Iâll take good care of you.â
As if he were something, Allen looked at my mother and greeted me.
âLetâs go, Bebe.â
âYes!â
So we came out of the room and called Cecilia.
Maybe itâs a road that Iâve never been to. Cecilia took the lead unlike the usual. Allen and I followed suit.
Allenâs maid, servant, and knight followed suit.
As if my appearance was surprising, the familyâs employees stopped around us like last time.
But unlike before, no one was picking a fight with me.
âThatâs because Allenâs here.â
In fact, the employees were surprised to see me, but even more surprised to see Allen next to me.
Those views continued until we reached our destination.
âThis is the main drawing room. Itâs usually used by a large number of guests or when they need a lot of space.â
âOh, I see.â
âCome on in. Sheâs already here.â
As soon as Ceciliaâs command was heard, the servants guarding the room opened the tightly closed door.
It was the first time someone opened the door for me, so there was a bit of tension.
Then the door finally opened.
I was a little surprised when I looked inside.
It was a colorful room that made me feel that it was full of gold. The ceiling was high and the wallpaper was splendid. Even the items placed were decorated with gold.
Besides, the size of the room was huge enough to add up to ten rooms I had.
âItâs really big.â
âWhat I mean is this is a parlor thatâs about the size of a small banquet hall.â
âI see.â
Allen added an explanation, leading me to a nearby sofa in surprise.
Thanks to him, I followed him, hiding my surprise. But there were other uninvited guests in the room besides us.
âSo rustic.â
The voice, which sounded as if being poked by a needle, was so obvious from afar and can totally determine who it really was.
âHarris.â
âAs expected. Itâs the impostor. You must be excited to buy yourself new clothes, right?
âYes, but I didnât expect you to come.â
âOf course, Iâm the Lady of this family.â
Allen, who was standing in the middle and listening to our conversation, hardened his face.
âHarris, why are you bothering Bebe?â
âI didnât even bother her. Iâm just talking a little bit. And Allen, why are you here?â
As if it was true that she didnât like Allen, Harris expressed her discomfort towards him. It was as if she was not intimidated towards Allen.
âI canât believe you donât even call me Brother even now. I guess you havenât changed even a bit. Harris, Iâm just here to get my sisterâs clothes tailored. But why are you here?â
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