Reborn As Noble

Liana pushed open the door to her young master's room. She expected to find him ready and excited, especially after pestering everyone about his visit to the barracks. Instead, she found Javier still nestled in his bed, a content smile on his face, lost in whatever dream he was enjoying.

She sighed deeply, placing a hand on her hip. "Haaa… so much for the excitement of visiting the barracks after getting permission, and here he is, still sleeping like a child."

Walking closer, she leaned down and gently called out, "Young master, get up."

Javier shifted slightly, mumbling in his sleep. "Munyu… munyu… huh?Oh… Liana… morning… hehe," he murmured, his smile widening as he stretched lazily.

Liana raised an eyebrow, unfazed. "Young master, wake up and prepare. Didn't you want to visit the barracks today?"

Instead of responding, Javier reached out, his hand capturing her wrist. Before Liana could react, he gave a playful tug, pulling her onto the bed. She landed softly beside him as he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly.

"Ehehe… Lianaaa," he chuckled, burying his face into her shoulder, clearly intent on staying exactly where he was.

Liana's shoulders slumped, though her lips twitched in a faint smile. "Haaa… young master," she muttered, trying to sound stern but failing as the warmth of his embrace softened her tone.

"Just a while, Liana," Javier whispered, his voice muffled. "Stay like this… ehehe."

Liana sighed again, gently patting his back. "Honestly… what am I going to do with you?"

Liana sighed, gently pulling herself away from Javier's embrace as she stood up and straightened her dress. "Now, now, young master. It's time to prepare. You need to shower, wear your formal clothes, and have breakfast in the main dining room."

Javier rolled onto his back, grinning mischievously. "Can't you just bring my food here, Liana? Ehehe…"

Liana crossed her arms, giving him a pointed look. "Sorry, young master, but madam is waiting for you there."

Javier perked up, his grin widening. "Oh… well, if a beautiful woman like her is waiting, I can't keep her waiting, can I? Ehehe."

Liana shook her head, though her lips quirked in amusement. "Haaa… young master, really now…"

He hopped out of bed, stretching. "Alright, alright, Liana. But you owe me for dragging me out of bed."

"Oh? And what exactly do I owe you, young master?" Liana asked, raising an eyebrow.

Javier leaned closer, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "A kiss, of course. Ehehe!"

Liana lightly tapped his forehead. "Get ready first, young master. Then we'll see."

"Ehehe! Deal!" Javier replied, dashing off toward the shower with an exaggerated laugh, leaving Liana shaking her head but smiling as she watched him go.

Liana sat gracefully on a chair by the window, a book in her hands, as she waited for her young master to finish his shower. She flipped a page, her eyes scanning the words, though her thoughts occasionally drifted to the mischievous boy she served.

When Javier finally stepped out, his hair slightly damp and a playful grin on his face, Liana stood with a composed smile. Setting the book aside, she walked over to the wardrobe and picked out a formal outfit for him.

"Young master, hold still," she instructed gently, helping him slip into his clothes. She fastened the buttons and adjusted the fit, ensuring he looked every bit the noble he was expected to be. Finally, she pinned the family crest to his attire, stepping back to inspect her work.

"Don't forget this," she added, handing him the silver chain bearing the Viscount emblem. "Keep it in your pocket."

"Okay, Liana," Javier replied, taking the chain and tucking it away.

As she finished straightening his collar, Javier suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. Before Liana could react, he leaned down and captured her lips in a soft kiss.

Liana blinked in surprise but soon melted into the moment, returning the kiss with a tender smile. When they parted, she looked up at him, her expression both amused and affectionate.

"How does your future husband look? Handsome?" Javier asked, his amber eyes sparkling with mischief.

Liana chuckled softly, lightly tapping his chest. "We'll see when you turn 18, young master."

Javier grinned triumphantly. "Ehehe, I'll hold you to that."

Liana shook her head but couldn't hide the warmth in her smile as she stepped back. "Now, let's not keep the madam waiting. Off to the dining room with you."

As Javier strolled toward the main dining area, Liana followed a respectful distance behind him, her steps measured and composed.

Suddenly, Liana felt a gentle tug on her hand. She glanced down and saw Javier's hand slipping into hers, his mischievous grin visible as he looked over his shoulder.

"You have such soft hands, Liana... ehehe," he teased.

Liana sighed softly, her expression calm yet tinged with a faint smile. "Young master, let it go. I don't want anyone to see this."

"But—"

"You can hold my hand later," she said firmly, though her voice carried a hint of warmth.

"Okay…" Javier muttered, reluctantly releasing her hand.

Liana couldn't help but chuckle as she followed behind him. "Haaa… young master, it's not like you can't do all that when we're alone. Remember? You kiss me, hug me, hold my hand, lie on my lap, and even bury your face in my…" She trailed off, her cheeks turning faintly pink as she recalled all the moments her young master had overstepped boundaries with his affectionate antics.

Javier's grin widened. "Ehehehe…"

Liana sighed again, shaking her head with a mix of exasperation and amusement. "So, now behave and pretend like nothing happened, at least for now. Don't cause too many rumors in the estate."

"Fine, fine," Javier said, though his playful smirk.

As they approached the dining hall, Liana's composed demeanor returned, and Javier straightened his posture, ready to act the part of the noble son before his family.

"Honey bun!!!"

Lady Francesca's delighted voice echoed through the dining hall as she spotted Javier entering. She immediately gestured for him to come closer, patting her lap with an affectionate smile.

"Come here, my sweet boy,".

Javier's face lit up, and without hesitation, he dashed toward her. "Mother!" He plopped himself onto her lap like a child half his age, leaning comfortably against her.

"My sweety is getting taller now," Francesca murmured, brushing his hair back with her fingers. Her expression was one of pride and adoration.

"Ehehe…" Javier chuckled, enjoying the warmth and care radiating from his mother.

Francesca picked up a slice of tender meat from her plate, holding it up to his mouth. "Now, now… open wide for mother. Aaaah~"

Javier blinked, amused, but leaned in and took the bite she offered with a playful grin. "Delicious, mother."

She smiled brightly, patting his cheek. "Of course it is, honey. A mother knows how to spoil her little darling."

The scene drew a mix of reactions from the other maids and attendants nearby, who whispered among themselves about how pampered the youngest master was. Liana stood at a distance, watching with her usual composed demeanor, though a faint smile tugged at her lips as she saw Javier so content.

"Mother, you're the best," Javier said, resting his head against her shoulder.

Francesca hugged him tightly, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "And you, my honey bun, are my everything."

( End of Chapter )