Reincarnation Becomes the Lead Female Evil Person
Part 4's. Arthur's Secret
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On the other hand Freya scowled upset considering that the plan that has been arranged as neat as possible failed because of Arthur's stupidity.
Moreover, he foolishly fainted to make his plans discovered, otherwise let us stamp Arthur a foolish Emperor.
Freya sat down at the dresser with her finger tapping the table slowly, thinking of the next way to unite the two main characters. Confusion and upset are so dominant than knowing the fact that when it awakens it is already in Arthur's room.
“Y, His Excellency”.
“Be quiet Elvis, I'm thinking”
“I just delivered a message that Miss Charlotte has left for empire”
“Bagus”
“Juga”
“Gosh let alone!!”. Elvis approaching.
“Since you were watched by Little Prince”.
Freya frowned in confusion and simultaneously they turned towards the door where a little boy about 5 years old peeked.
Instantly Freya was immediately hit by the child's priesthood attack, how not when she realized being in the face of the two chubby cheeks it immediately blushed.
Because he could not stand it anymore, Freya got up close and then equalized her height with the boy, her lips made a smile to give another effect to the little angel in front of her.
Freya recalled the contents of the novel she had read, it is written that Arthur has a son and his existence is closed and anyone who dares to discuss or find out then get the death penalty. That is why people remain silent even though they already know the facts behind it.
His name was Ray. Born from the womb of a witch who dared to have intimate relations with Arthur by bewitching the man, arthur was weak after the war and the opportunity was immediately taken by Rossa, the witch leader of the magician tower, and loved Arthur from the first time they met, but his love clapped one hand because the man refused raw raw.
His common sense was lost and the event happened, after successfully doing his plan Rossa immediately lost swallowed by the earth until one year later Arthur accidentally found a baby in a small cottage in a very far away village, Rossa is captured but recklessly commits suicide and before that tells her curse that the baby she gave birth to will become Emperor and cruelly destroy Arthur.
This made him intend to kill the innocent baby but when he saw the innocent face that laughed loosely when he saw himself made his intention slowly evaporate somewhere. As a result Arthur took her home and unknowingly loved her son.
Arthur is forced to lock Ray up in the palace because after all he was born with the blood of a witch and no one knows whether magic is dangerous or otherwise.
Freya shook her head slowly then reached out stroking the hair and face that was almost the same as Arthur.
“I, the.. I”.
“Don't be afraid young master Ray, I won't hurt you”.
“You know my name?”. Be surprised.
“Of course, who does not know this cute little face hm? Even you're more handsome than your father”.
Ray was surprised for a moment but a second later turned blushing with sparkling eyes. Freya took him to sit on the porch while the servants brought tea and snacks.
“Daddy says can't bother you, I'm afraid of getting scolded”.
“He wouldn't dare. Take it easy young master, we just enjoy the weather is not very bright very suitable for relaxing”.
Ray nodded his spirit making Freya giggle amusedly look at him.
“Oh yes shouldn't young master be in the east wing building? Why did it get here? It is very far”.
“C, candidate...”. Jeez Freya is not used to that title at all.
“Aunty babysitter said if dad married you means me, I can call you mom?”. Ask with a shy face.
Freya smiled then nodded.
“It should be so but if young master is uncomfortable then call Freya alone can kok”.
“That's not polite. Partly I-like just not used to it but I will try to”.
Freya chuckles at Ray's innocence until the idea just pops up.
“Then we can train together, from now on young master Ray can call me mother”.
Anyone would have thought the same when they saw how enthusiastic and happy Ray's expression was at this time, maybe he was looking forward to a mother figure because he only had a father and a babysitter. Freya understood that and that's why ideas came into existence on their own.
“How?”.
“Ba, alright I, mother”.
“Kyaaaa how sweet you are, my heart melts instantly. Oh my dear son”. Excited Freya could no longer hold back and finally hugged Ray who was surprised but slowly enjoyed the warm embrace.
“Lucky I can have a kid like you, gosh tonight let's have dinner with”.
“What can?”.
“Of course we are family”.
Families. One word that has been very much awaited by Ray so far, the same word uttered by Arthur on his first birthday and now it is heard again to make a warm and comfortable effect. Ray will never forget this moment, never.
“Your highness the waiters come in to bring you a dress. Elvis said in line with the entry of the servants brought in some clothes attached to the statue.
Freya's eyes are perfectly rounded because every row of clothes is a creation of the best clothing designer of all time, his work is so beautiful with a different concept from others.
Freya knew that the dress was the result of a mysterious designer who did not even want to introduce himself to the public and until now besides his work no one knows who and where he is now.
“Elvis what does all this mean?”.
“Baginda invites you to attend tea party invitation tomorrow”.
“What? Why suddenly? I haven't even got to go home”.
“She said you have to choose a dress to wear tomorrow also she does not mind if you save the others”.
“Gosh he's really gone crazy. How can I accept all this even dresses at home not used everything”.
“Mother can I help choose it?”. Freya's attention immediately shifted.
“Ray?”.
“Color mom will go with dad, I want to help choose it. That's if mom doesn't mind”.
“What do you mean. No one objected, I'm sure your choice will make me look beautiful later”.
Ray could not hide his happiness with the spirit he pulled Freya's arm in followed by Elvis who could only shake his resignation. To him the expression and attention given by Freya felt new and unexpected, again Elvis had to redress the record of his suffering.