Chapter 709 FVS
"If Lilou got pregnant now, will he be your firstborn and not Law anymore?"
"…"
There was a long silence that descended into the dining hall as everyone looked at Tilly with blank eyes. Even Law was stupefied by the question Tilly threw at them. If Lilou got pregnant now, would he or she be the firstborn and not Law anymore?
<nulli>Well… "Pfft —" Fabian chuckled as his expression grew brighter. "That is quite a riddle, Lady Tilly. The young master is born around five or six years later. So accordingly, if the madam and His Grace had a child now, he is the firstborn."
"But Law will still age the same even though he was born later," Tilly replied and then glanced at the mortified Samael. "Don't impregnate Lilou."
Samael coughed as he snapped his eyes, resting his elbow on the table to hold his head. "Tilly, did you eat enough to restore your energy to talk?"
"I ate well."
"For goodness' sake, Tilly. You didn't take a bite," he grumbled. Tilly's question was enough to play with someone's head and now, he couldn't help but wonder as well. Tilly was like his brain whenever he wanted to rest, giving him unnecessary things to think about.
"I didn't?" Tilly gazed down at her plate and sighed. "But I'm full already."
Samael shook his head, losing hope for the rest of his relatives. He wished they weren't like her, but well… he was already expecting the worst. He then glanced at Law, sighing once more. His son's expression was blank, eyes on Tilly, barely blinking. When Samael moved his eyes to the person next to Law, another sigh slipped past his lips.
Just like Law, Lilou was looking at Tilly with dread. Both mother and son let Tilly's words get into them.
"Tilly, I will appreciate it…" he trailed off as his eyes fell on his aunt, only to see her staring at her food. "… never mind. Law will get used to her once he grew older and Lilou, too."
"Lady Tilly, you will get indigestion if you eat too much." Fabian reminded her because she had been staring at her food without eating it. Samael shook his head again.
"Fabian, you're not helping," came out a mumble, assuming Tilly was like this because there was Fabian who would indulge with her. But then again, Tilly had been peculiar since the beginning. She was just growing worse… or better in 'socializing.'
"Don't mind her." Samael planted his palm on top of Law's head, snapping his son back to his trance. "You should get used to your grandmother."
Law sighed and nodded. <nulli>'I don't think I will get used to her, though. Even Father would be surprised by her now and then. Now… I'm even more worried about Sunny.' He darted his eyes at Fabian and Tilly. His little sister was so fond of these two and had spent most of her time with them.
<nulli>'Sunny…' Law glanced at Lilou and bit his tongue, knowing they hadn't mentioned Sunny to her.<nulli> 'I wonder if she is fine.'
When Lilou recovered, she looked at her unfinished food blankly. Unlike what they all thought, she was more shocked at the fact that Tilly was talking about Lilou getting pregnant over dinner. It forced her brain to recall what she did earlier today in the bathroom.
<nulli>'Get pregnant…' she held her breath, looking at her food as if she was staring at a ghost.<nulli> 'Why are they talking as if I will get pregnant easily? Am I really that easy?!'
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<nullb>Meanwhile…
Stefan entered the mansion's premises while taking off his gloves. As soon as he stood in the lobby, he heard the clanging noises of cutleries hitting the plates through his keen ears. The side of his lips curled up upon hearing Tilly's inquiry, and then silence.
He chuckled, shaking his head, sauntering to the stairs to go straight into his room.
<nulli>'Good thing I wasn't there to listen to her ridiculous sentiments. I had enough of that today,' he told himself, walking soundlessly. Tilly gave him enough riddles to think about for today and Stefan had been coordinating with the monarchs of Karo and also doing his duties as the king of the Heart's Kingdom, even though he was in another land.
It wasn't like joining them would hurt, but he would rather use a moment of peace. Samael, Fabian, and Tilly would not give that to him. Moreover, it was better not to see Samael and Lilou together. It was only a matter of time before those two find each other's hearts. For him, it was better to distance himself from her quietly.
As a routine, Stefan was about to run himself a bath. A habit he already got used to doing himself since he didn't have servants to do that for him. But to his surprise, Fabian seemed to have prepared it for him already.
Stefan chuckled, seeing the steam rising from the tub. He didn't complain at this kind gesture, though. So, he took off his clothes to freshen up to finish the mountain of documents he had yet finished. But just as he took off his coat, a handkerchief fell to his feet.
He gazed down and tilted his head to the side, picking the handkerchief he forgot was with him. He flipped it and arched a brow, reading the embroidered initials on the corner of the handkerchief.
"FVS," he whispered, recalling a servant whom he bumped into today in the royal palace of the Land of Karo while he was in disguise. Her handkerchief fell from their collision, but she simply apologized and rushed away. Stefan picked it up to give it to her, but she just suddenly vanished when he tried to follow her.
He slowly curled his fingers with the handkerchief within, narrowing his eyes. "VS… Von Stein," he muttered, reviewing all the names in the royal family records.
"That's strange." Stefan placed the handkerchief inside the pocket of his coat and continued to take off the rest that was covering his body. When he finished, he didn't idle and dipped his body in the tub and hissed in satisfaction.
Stefan leaned back, eyes up. "Florence Von Stein." He muttered, thinking about the woman who was in a servant's clothes. "Why would a princess wear a servant's clothes to sneak out of the palace?"
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