Baby Hostage's So Cute

BHSC - Chapter 3

"Come here."

The Emperor, who asked her to come, sat Elaine on his lap.

Elaine began to hiccup as she sat on the Emperor's lap.

"Hiccup!"

"Hmm? What's wrong with you?"

"She must be surprised by the sudden change in height."

"It seems it was for trivial reasons."

'No! These people! Why would one hiccup just for that reason!'

I wonder how little he thinks of himself.

When Elaine, who relaxed a little thanks to him, stopped her hiccups, the Emperor said, "It's a big deal too."

"You seem to have adapted."

"Yes! Adapted!"

This posture was still uncomfortable, but what could she do?

Elaine exclaimed, as lively as possible, without showing discomfort.

But there was still a bigger challenge left to tackle.

'Uh, he's even more jaw-dropping up close.'

There, sat a handsome man who looked like an ice sculpture, who said,"Oh! You might think I'm handsome but in reality, I'm different."

His eyes were so cold that it could cause anyone to freeze if they looked into them.

He had a breathtaking atmosphere and energy surrounding him.

Paired with a violent charisma that overwhelms everything.

That's Douglas Benedict, who's all that.

The ice sculpture said with a cold stare.

"The thing you mentioned earlier, tell it in detail."

"Moby's grandfather?"

"Yes, if he were the king, he would've wanted to hide it."

"Um..."

Elaine, stroking her chin with her hand, was lost in thought.

If she satisfied his curiosity now, she might be able to deem herself as a 'little, useful child'.

'But the weakness of the Duke of Moby Grande! There's no way I know that...!'

"Ah! I remember!"

The Emperor and Arnold flinched with Elaine's loud cry.

Elaine pointed to his head, ignoring the two men staring at her.

"Moby's grandfather is actually bald!"

Political enemies.

Their expectations dropped a little after hearing Elaine's lively voice.

"Ahahaha, bald. That would certainly make me want to hide it," Arnold said with a smile.

"As expected, she's a kid. I shouldn't have expected anything more."

The Emperor clicked his tongue, thinking pitifully of himself for having listened seriously to the child.

But the child's words were not finished yet.

"And he said that in his room, there's a book with a flower picture on it in his bookshelf that is actually a ledger for the secrets."

"!"