The outstretched hand of the boy was about half a step longer than Lillianâs, and there was not a trace of hesitation.
Lillian knew very little about nobility, so she didnât know how impressive the Portier family was.
But the mention of owning a doll workshop and the affluence that emanated from his confident demeanor made her imagine a life that was not meant for him.
He must have lived a completely different life from Swan, who was called a princess just because white bread was served.
âThis child is not Swan.â
Instead of something that could replace Swan, he couldnât even be something similar.
Despite knowing that, Damian had something that triggered Lillianâs longing.
His laughter was without a hint of mockery, and his gentle words were like that.
They were things that couldnât be found in the children at the orphanage, including Theo.
Lillian felt her heart flutter and turned her head.
â⌠nothing to know.â
âThen who is Swan?â
âI donât know.â
Lillian gave a curt answer and got off the carriage.
Usually, when treated like this, most children would look away and leave, but Damian followed Lillian with a bright smile, as if he didnât care at all.
âYou know, you called me that while looking at me. It sounded like a girlâs name. Am I similar to her?â
âNo, not at all. That child is pretty, but youâre ugly. I donât want to see your face, so go away.â
âHaha! Youâre lying.â
Lillian frowned at Damianâs words and turned her head.
She had thought of saying something harsh, but when her eyes met Damianâs, she couldnât say anything.
Because Damian was smiling.
âYou always make a face like youâre going to cry when I smile. Like right now.â
Thatâs because he really resembled SwanâŚ
Lillianâs expression crumbled. The child couldnât hide the expression of longing.
Raw and unrefined emotions are usually as cruel as can be.
A suppressed voice flowed out of Lillianâs crumpled face.
â⌠Stop smiling like that.â
âOkay.â
âDonât say it like that.â
Speaking like he knows everything, thatâs Swanâs way of speaking.
That child is the same age as me. She always spoke as if she knew something more.
They say you die early if you know too much, is that why?
Did you leave because you knew something I didnât?
âDonât act like that in front of meââ
â⌠I understand. I was wrong.â
After saying that, Damian completely erased the smile from his face.
As if that smile never existed in the first place.
The face of the boy without a smile was strangely serene and solemn. It even seemed like an expression of condolence for Lillianâs visible reaction.
âI wonât smile or say anything like that. I promise.â
Instead, Damian reached out his hand to Lillian again.
âIf I do that⌠will you like me?â
Lillian frowned. Usually, when she heard such words, people would look at her with strange eyes and avoid her. But here, he was asking her to like him.
âYouâre a little strangeâ
âI canât help it. I came all the way here because I wanted to be friends with you. It wouldnât mean anything if I earned your hatred.âââ
âYou want to be friends with me even after I said those things to you?â
âYeah. I like you.â
The expression on Damianâs face was serious as he spoke.
He was truly a strange kid.
Lillian irritably rubbed her temples with the back of her hand and stared intently at the boy.
â⌠Iâll think about it.â
After that, Lillian and Damian made a pact.
* * *
The people who came from the doll workshop were treated to dinner at Maynard.
It was a simple gesture of gratitude for their help in bringing their luggage all the way here. Of course, there was also concern that Lillian might feel the absence of Cedric more acutely.
It was only after dinner that Lillian found out why Damian hadnât come inside the mansion.
âI was looking for flowers, but when I saw a child near the carriage, I thought it might be you.â
âFlowers?â
âYeah. Itâs a famous flower that only grows in Maynardâs garden. Iâve wanted to see it for a while. I havenât found it yet, though.â
âI seeâŚâ
So he didnât come into the mansion because he was in the garden.
Lillian nodded, as if she finally understood.
The two of them walked through the garden, talking. It was late at night since it was after dinner, but the maids readily let Lillian stay out, perhaps thanks to Sallyâs enthusiastic argument.
Of course, Lillian hadnât planned to be alone with Damian, but when she saw Damian smiling all the time in response to what she said, she couldnât help feeling sorry for him.
âHe doesnât seem like a bad kid.â
From Damianâs perspective, it must have been strange to meet a kid who immediately started picking on him for no reason, but Damian didnât complain and listened to her. Moreover, he reached out his hand to Lillian again.
âBut that doesnât mean I want to become friends with him.â
Itâs just gratitude for his kindness. Lillian opened her mouth cautiously.
âWhat does the flower look like? Iâll find it for you.â
Damianâs eyes widened at Lillianâs words.
âYouâll find it for me? Really?â
âYeah, I know this garden well. What does the flower look like?â
âWell, actually⌠I donât know what it looks like. Iâve only heard about it.â
âWhat? Then how will we find it?â
âIâve been searching for it by its fragrance. It has a very strong scent, so if we get close, weâll definitely smell itâ
Saying that, Damian took out something from his pocket that looked like a small pocket watch.
But it wasnât a pocket watch; it was a pendant that could be opened and closed, just like the one Lillian brought with her when she came here.
When Damian opened the pendant, a fragrance wafted out.
âThis is the scent. How is it? Do you recognize it?â
âHmmâŚâ
âIs there really a flower that emits such a pungent scent?â
Lillian looked puzzled, and Damian chuckled softly, as if he had expected her reaction.
âSee? You canât find it eitherââ
â⌠No, I can find itâ
Lillianâs gaze became sharp. It was due to an unnecessary misunderstanding caused by Damianâs words.
Lillian swiftly turned her body away from Damian.
âHow canât you find a scent this strong? Just wait here. Iâll go find it.â
âLillian, waitââ
Damian called out from behind, but Lillian didnât turn back and ran off.
There was a place that seemed likely to have the flower.
* * *
Although the people in the Maynard Ducal Manor were worried that Lillian might always get lost, she memorized the paths of the mansion within less than a day of her arrival. Of course, that included the garden.
However, if there was one place that Lillian didnât know, it was the annex.
âItâs only the annex.â
After secretly going to the annex and eavesdropping on Cedricâs conversation, Lillian had tried to enter the annex several times. However, unless Cedric specifically entered, the annex gate would remain locked, and Lillian had to turn away from the firmly closed fence of the annex rather than approaching it.
But by diligently climbing trees and wandering around, Lillian discovered a path that could potentially lead to the annex.
Covered by ivy, there was a small hole in a barely visible corner.
âI havenât tried it yet because Iâve been busy eavesdropping on the maidsâ conversations these days.â
Now, in the dark of the night, it seemed possible.
In her heart, she wanted to enter through the hole and surprise Damian with newfound information. However, she couldnât reveal the secret entrance to Damian.
âOkay, no one is following me.â
After confirming once again that there was no one around, Lillian approached the fence.
Surprisingly, a pungent smell tickled her nose.
It was definitely the scent Damian was looking for.
âThis must be it!â
Last time she came, she didnât smell this scent. Perhaps the flowers had not bloomed back then?
Lillian hurriedly ran towards the side where the hole was.
The scent grew stronger and stronger. It was becoming difficult to breathe.
After a fit of coughing, Lillianâs head became dizzy.
âHuh, why am I suddenly feeling so sleepyâŚ?â
As she had a moment of realizing that something was strange.
ââŚ!â
A dark shadow loomed over Lillian and engulfed her.