LEILA'S DREAM: Three Possibilities

CHAPTER 18: KNITTING

So quiet and only calmness helped him concentrate more on his obligations as a Duke.

Life is boring with all that birth and death. Still Noah remembered when he was born as a nobleman. Not as the son of a rich merchant. He was just a child who had just been reborn and saw the death of his two new parents.

Noah's hand dancing deftly on a piece of paper stopped now. Noah gripped his pen and thought nothing of it from now on.

What am I supposed to do now?

Noah looked at her. To see how far his eyes could look and choose to look out the window where the bright day turned with his heart.

See how Leila is with her three children. Her biological son made her still feel disbelief. Honestly, this was the worst birth she had. For the first time he became a noble and descendant of his former comrades. Noah felt disgusted for himself.

Like the worst nightmare came true.

It's just like he wants to take revenge on himself with the blood of br*ngs*k's offspring flowing in his veins.

Looking at Leila who was brown-blasted made her miss the little girl who dared to pull her hair that she carefully cared for.

I realized someone was staring at him. Leila paused for a moment and turned to where Noah's room looked from the garden. It's the twins' free time after all the lessons.

Realizing that the two of them were looking at Leila gave her best smile and bowed. As if getting that respect Noah quickly turned around and turned his back on them.

Seeing their biological father's behavior makes the twins upset and even attracts Leila to get away from Noah's sight.

"Leila let's go there" pull the impatient Arden.

Leila who saw the behavior of Arden who was still just as adorable while still in the cottage. Leila obediently followed the steps of the twins who took her away from Noah's sight.

Noah realizes that his three children look smarter than they seem.

Remembering them made him remember the boy who made them exist. The boy who was his King made him drunk that night and led him to the room kindly and locked him up with Rumi Seena.

"Harry."

The aged man standing in the corner waiting for Noah answered Noah's call.

"Call him."

Harry who understood the meaning of Noah was stunned for a moment and immediately carried out his duties. Even though the woman he had to call was the one he did not like, but this was his master's order.

No need to wait for Leila to come. Noah could see his sweaty face. He must be very far from here.

Before Leila was called. Leila's in the twin's room. This is their nap time. Because the twins didn't want to go. Leila decided to continue her knitting. The knitting scarf he recently made made the twins want a gift from him.

"It's not usually you want something like this" given that their wishes are quite extraordinary for a child of their age.

"I want the red!" It was Atlas who could imagine a red scarf coiling around his neck.

"Me! Me! I want it to be white, Leila, "and now Arden, who was standing next to Leila, sat down and shook her body.

"I... Blue only," said Adrian who likes the color blue because it always remembered the color of Leila's neutrals that always managed to bind him.

Leila smiled at the twins' request, "But, don't expect the result to be good. I just learned."

"It's okay, the gift from Leila is a treasure for us" said Atlas, who spontaneously uttered a nod from his two brothers.

"Ahh, since when are you so smart to flatter, hm?"

It is undeniable that Leila is happy to hear it and the fun disappears when Harry decides to take his place. Without Leila realizing it, she brought her knit into Noah's room.

"What's in your hand?" Noah's gaze was fixed on the thing Leila was hiding.

"Only... Knit me, Duke." Leila slowly shows it without arousing suspicion which raises her to be suspected of being an assassin from another noble.

Noah could see Leila's knitted results that might not have been half-finished.

"Sit down."

"I'm sorry?"

"Sit down there and finish your job." Pointing at the sofa not far from his desk.

"Sit down."

"Good!"

Leila quickly took her nearest seat and continued what Noah said. Noah who saw Leila obediently obeying his words made an instant think, why was he so naughty when he was a child?

Leila felt depressed in this room. Although he had already forgotten all of Noah's behavior. But, still. How could he be stuck in one room with this man in silence.

Scratches of the pen and often the sound of the ******breath signifies how tired she was making Leila stop her activities. He didn't know if Noah would sound this stressful and how much of a dukedom job he would be?

I'm sorry he's a writer, but he doesn't know the job of a noble despite his medieval background. After all the story focuses on the adventures of Aria River.

"Is there a problem with the kids?" Ask Noah who's signing a file Leila doesn't know about.

"Mer—, Young Master is pleased with their chosen class, Duke."

"That's all?"

Leila thought for a moment and said, "Young Master must also be happy to be with her family back."

"And?"

What else did you expect?!, "Young Master is now taking a nap."

"Oh...."

Is that all you said?! Really am! Someone please take me away from here!, the inner Leila who shouted could not stand it anymore. Even he couldn't concentrate here on finishing his knit, after all why did Duke call him?

Geck! Geck!

"Lake in."

Leila looked over and saw Harry at the door.

"Sorry to interrupt your time Duke. A letter from the border."

Harry saw Leila sitting quietly on the guest sofa with the knit she was holding.

"Leila, why don't you go and finish your job?" Harry asked with a friendly smile.

Realizing the inappropriate situation he was in. Leila hurried off and said goodbye to the two of them. Seeing Leila's departure, Noah couldn't help his grief.

Can't the letter come later, "What else is this time?"

Harry gave me the letter that had just come. It may have something to do with yesterday's meeting. After all the plague from the eastern region he still did not know more.

"You can go."

After the departure of the middle-aged man Noah leaned his back and looked up at the ceiling of his room. Sometimes he thought of dying again and living a life other than being a noble. But, it was the same that he would lose Leila again.

Opportunity doesn't come twice.

Just like his diligence when searching for the Holy Land's place back then. Still he remembered how the struggle he had gone through and looked in an unexpected place at all.

Noah sighed beakily and thought for later tonight calling Leila to his room again.

His massage can be too, Noah's inner self imagines Leila massaging him which makes him feel better the next morning.

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Leila has a side job so the masseuse turns out, hahahaha

Leila be like: "diem ga thor_-I also don't want to really know, but yes want what else the call of duty, hahh...."