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“Me…..? Godmother? El, Ehm! No. Did he name me?”
I almost said Elliot. I can’t say that name yet because it’s the baptismal name he received at the baptismal ceremony.
Fortunately, Annette didn’t seem to notice.
“Yes. What will you do, Madam Irene? Any thoughts?”
“Godmother…… Can I take on that role?”
I wasn’t just a godmother.
I was the godmother of the original male protagonist.
Just listening to the role that was so amazing made me feel burdened.
Annette seemed to have a different take on my question. She laughed at me, and said,
“Of course, it is unusual for someone else to attend a newly baptised person as a godmother! But Madam Irene is a saintess of wisdom. Would it be an honour for anyone to be Madam Irene’s godson?”
I put my hand on my chin and fell into deep thought.
I would be lying if I said it wasn’t burdensome. However, on the other hand, my natural greed also grew.
‘I’m going to be Elliot’s godmother.’
As a reader who has read the original work several times, Elliot was like a younger brother to me. I want him to be healthy and caring, and I would have felt the same way if I had a younger brother. I’m the only one who knows.
In the original story, Elliott never had a godmother.
At the time, he was not familiar with how to make social relationships because he had grown up on the streets all his life, and because of his excessive ability, he was checked by knights of his age. He couldn’t build any connections to ask someone to be his godmother because of this.
The description of Elliott being baptised alone in a crowded chapel was especially sad to read.
‘It was a scene where he realises that even after Elliot comes up to the capital, he is still alone.’
While thinking about it, I carefully acknowledged my inner desire.
At the baptism, which will only happen once in life, the desire is not to leave Elliott alone.
“I want to do it. His godmother.”
Annette smiled brightly.
“Good. He must really like it!”
“I hope so.”
I smiled vaguely and said.
Anyway, why did Elliot name me as her godmother? Since the first time we met, I haven’t seen him again.
I had doubts, but a part of me was a little happy that the original male lead remembered me. I seemed to be an insatiable reader.
“It’s not possible.”
I stared blankly at Ian at the iron wall of rejection.
During lunch, I casually brought up the story of the godmother to Ian, who was eating with me.
It wasn’t a story I told to get permission. It was just a message that something like that had happened.
That’s why I didn’t know that the answer would come back.
“yes. I object.”
Ian narrowed his brows as if lost in thought, and he put down the tableware he was holding and said.
“It is a more demanding role than I thought. In a lot of ways. You shouldn’t put all of your effort into it. I don’t know why he bothered to point out you, but I’m telling you to give up.”
“It doesn’t matter if it’s a burden or not. If I’m fine, there shouldn’t be any problems, right?”
“I don’t know if you know, Irene. For you to be a godmother.”
Ian stiffened his brow and looked at me.
“This means that at the baptismal ceremony, consecration must be given directly to the godson. Consecration, of course, consumes a lot of holy power.”
“There is no need to go through such trouble for the sake of the little boy who has only seen his face once.”
At the word holy power, I lost my temper and lowered my head.
I did not know in detail how the baptism ceremony was conducted. I thought of the godmother here only as a godmother in this world.
However, if it was a role that required me to directly consecrate Elliot with my holy power, I couldn’t do it. Because on the most important day of the male lead, they can’t let a fake person with no power be consecrated.
“Why do you seem to care so much about him?”
Ian asked with a serious expression.
I answered in a slightly low voice.
“It’s just… … I have some responsibility for the child’s coming to the capital. In that sense, it just bothers me a little.”
I couldn’t say that Elliot was like the child whom I met in the book, so I lowered my eyes and evaded it.
How did you understand what I said?
Ian spoke up after being quiet for a while.
“I will do it.”
Ian continued with his disapproving face.
“His godfather. It is a story that I will replace.”
“What? Are you serious?”
I opened my eyes wide.
“Is there a case where the Commander of the Holy Knights directly baptizes someone?”
“There isn’t any. I haven’t tried it. Like I said, it’s annoying.”
It was surprising that Ian, acting like the busiest person in the empire, took on the job he said was annoying.
Ian looked at me with a strangely sullen expression.
“If I said I would do it myself, you wouldn’t care anymore. You’re secretly… No. You’re so stubborn.”
I closed my mouth and looked at Ian quietly.
I mean, does it matter to him that I can’t be Elliot’s godmother? instead, he’ll play the part himself?
Ian Esteban, why are you being so kind to me?
I had a lot of luck. If Ian, the Commander of the Hoy Knight, took over the role, not even the territorial thug would dare to treat Elliot carelessly. He will not have to endure the loneliness of being alone in a crowded church.
It was a good thing for Elliot.
Even thinking so, I narrowed my eyes.
‘What’s wrong with him?’
Eyes that were full of doubt got as thin as threads.
I saw Ian wince a little at my expression. I stared at him with narrow eyes.
“Ian. You know you’ve been acting pretty weird lately?”
“……What do you mean?”
Ian put his hands out and spoke in a strong tone.
But my doubts were already on fire.
“Do you have anything to hide from me?”
“I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”
“No, there must be.”
I gave evidence one by one.
Bringing in lots of expensive healthy food and putting me in a princess position at the Magic Tower on the day that my legs were fine. and up until now.
I didn’t realize it until now because it was an awkward family, but Ian seemed to be overprotecting me these days.
“Let’s finish eating first. None of the dishes are empty.”
“It’s even more suspicious to see you change the subject. You definitely have one, right? To hide from me.”
The princess’s hug was the most suspicious piece of proof. In the first movie, Ian was the character who carried the heroine on his shoulder like a bag, even when she was crying and weak.
“What in the hell do you mean?”
“As your husband, is it wrong for me to worry about your health?”
“By any chance, do you feel pressured by me?”
Ian’s eyes stared at me.
… … With that face, with those jewel-like eyes, you ask if I am burdensome, but what kind of woman can say that?
I could feel that even the attendants who were silently serving meals were glancing at him.
‘… … It’s going to come out like this, right?’
I couldn’t ask him any more questions as long as we acted like a perfect married couple.
Let’s see. I have a promise for another day. We had to talk about this again when we were left alone in a place where no one was paying attention.
“Of course not.”
I answered with a smile.
“How can I burden you? Your attention is the fertiliser and nourishment of my life, honey.”
Now I have a hard time reciting greasy words. It was a bit awkward at first, but now I have no hesitation in repeating the lines I read in old romance novels.
As I spoke kindly with a fake smile on my face, Ian’s fingers on the table suddenly flickered. It seemed that my lines were quite damaged.
‘This kind of reaction instigates me more.’
Because that’s the only time I can tease Ian.
Not knowing what he was thinking, Ian hardened his lips and drank cold water.
Later in the evening.
Having fully confirmed Ian’s evening schedule to Lucian, I changed my mind again and stood in front of the dressing table.
This time, all the ingredients were perfectly prepared. Everything, including the autumn spirit painting that Annette asked for.
‘Alright. This time.’
If I fail again this time…….
No. No. That can’t be.
I quickly shook off my bad thoughts and did the recipe again step by step.
Since it was the second time, it seemed that my hands of manufacturing potion medication had gotten a little more used to the process.
So, after going through the whole process again.
Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo!
With the sound of the cuckoo clock announcing eight o’clock, something strange began to happen inside the glass.
I held my hand and looked into the glass eagerly.
Slowly, very slowly, the solution, which had been like rag-washed water, began to swell with a golden hue.
It was golden, as dazzling as the morning sun.
The tension was released, and I stumbled lightly.
The medication potion, which turned completely golden within seconds, was more enchantingly beautiful than any jewel I had ever seen.
“Where. The smell is…”
I put my nose in the glass and the next moment I furrowed my forehead.
This nasty vinegar smells. It was the same as the original description.
‘Finally finished. I finished it!’
Joy covered my heart with the smell of vinegar that stung my nose.
I lifted the glass reverently, closed my eyes tightly, and opened my mouth wide.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
Every time the neck belt went off, the liquid went straight into my body.
The taste wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Maybe the smell of vinegar has already numbed both of my senses of smell and taste.
After a while, I emptied the cup and slowly opened my eyes.