A Stepmother’s Marchen - Chapter 22
Inside the carriage, the painful sounds outside were fresh in my memory. The smell of blood from the knights was awful.
Then, the door of my carriage was completely smashed, and the bandit’s corny smile with a sword full of blood came upon me.
“Don’t blame us too much, your fate is twisted.”
I closed my eyes tightly and screamed! For the first time since I got married, I screamed like I was a child!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
When I opened my eyes in surprise at the scream I made, the familiar ceiling of my room covered my view.
I was out of breath. Was it just a dream? My back was wet with cold sweat. But why is my body so heavy? I feel like I’m stuck as if I’ve been paralyzed.
“Gwen! Gwen!”
The next thing that I saw, looking up in horror, was none other than the twins who slept soundly.
As the panic receded, there was a sigh of helplessness.
“Why are you…”
Why did they look cute while sleeping? The two children, who made me suffer before, were sleeping comfortably like angels. It would be great if they could remain that way while their eyes open..
Knock- Knock-
“Madam? Are you all right?”
“What, what, what, what?”
“What, what is it?! What’s going on?!”
…… Well, I guess my scream was pretty loud. Let’s say our loyal maid, who ran in with a pale and brought knights with her, wasn’t the only one who was frightened.
I didn’t think I’d be the one causing the commotion in this mansion early in the morning.
“What is it, Mom?”
There was a moment of silence. While we all looked at the twins, who stood up slowly while rubbing their eyes, with blank faces, the first to act was by far the reliable eldest son.
Jeremy touched his tangled golden hair with his hand and yawned, then burst into laughter. It was a laugh full of wicked playfulness,”Ha ha ha ha! Hey, Leon, Rachel, what are you doing here?! Ha ha ha ha ha!
It goes without saying that Leon’s face, which was looking around with sleepy eyes, was red.
Leon was still ten years old. Jeremy had a terrible talent for making him feel ashamed even though he wasn’t at all ashamed of the fact that he couldn’t sleep at dawn and even came to his mother’s place.
“I, I’m just…”
“Be quiet, big brother! Don’t make fun of my twin, you idiot! Get out of here!”
“That’s funny. What do you want me to do? Hahahaha! You look so ugly when you wake up.
“Well, what about big brother?”
“Oh, I thought you were catching pigs in the morning ….”
“Brother, if you say that to mom, mom might run away from home.”
“You shut up, short legs!”
“My little brother has short legs, too!”
“Who has short legs?!”
“You all have short legs except me. Didn’t you know?”
“Because he’s the shortest!”
“Oh, my God. You’re trying to be the tall guy.”
“Argh! Why do you keep using violence?”
Oh, well, this is normal. It’s my fate.
Gwen and the knights exchanged glances. I ignored Jeremy and Elias, who were fighting, looked away and stroked the twins’ head.
“Leon, Rachel, do you want to go out with me?”
“Where are you going?”
“To see pretty clothes. Do you want to come with me?
“I don’t know if there’s anything pretty, but I’m coming.”
“Agh! Me, me, too!
“Mom, don’t take my older brothers!”
With that shouted by Leon, Jeremy, who was holding Elias’ head with his arm, finally released him and frowned, then cried out, “Wow, are you discriminating against children?”
“Wow! How can a person do that? I’m going to post this to a magazine!”
……. As a result, it is my fault to expect something simple and peaceful.
Somehow, the whole family went out together as soon as we finished breakfast.
It’s needless to say that hell was implemented in the carriage all the way to the aristocratic street, where famous dress rooms, salons, jewelry shops and tea houses were.
“Why do you want to buy clothes all of a sudden?”
“Jeremy, don’t open the window. I told you it was for the banquet.”
“What banquet? Where is it? Who’s coming?”
“Memorial banquet! Your father’s memorial banquet. Everyone who knows of it will come. Leon, that’s not candy, so put it down.”
“Uheek! Use this!”
“It’s called incense stone, short legs. Hahahaha! I don’t need new clothes. Because I…”
“No matter what you wear, you look like a beggar.”
“Shut up! I look better than you!”
“I am tired. Will you smack your own ugly face?”
“Mom, can’t you just kick my brothers out?”
I was worried about our safety. I could have just called the merchants to the mansion, but my rather childish display of wanting to make my position clear to others by going out like this was the cause of this phenomenon today. Nevertheless, as soon as I got out of the carriage, I felt a little excited by the snow pouring all over us.
