11 Success!

Soon it was a new day. His back didn't hurt anymore. But when he saw the scars left on his beautiful back, he felt bitter. 

'Did that maid perhaps have a cursed mouth? She said I have a smooth back. And now I look like this.'

He lazily put on some clothes and decided to go out and get some fresh air. After that maid was sent to prison, no one came to his service. So he had to do everything alone. Even the food didn't come to him. Because of that, he was starving last night.

As soon as he woke up, what he heard was his stomach crying for food. He rubbed his stomach and got up to see him worn out just because didn't have one meal.

After he put on some easy clothes which were not too tight and stuffy, he thought all done. But when he looked in the mirror, he saw a big mess on the top of his head.

"Fuck! I forgot I have long hair."

He cursed early in the morning. It took him a few minutes to realise he had to be careful of his words. He was an 8-year-old child. But his words didn't sound like they came from an 8-year-old.

"I have to be careful."

He muttered and thought of what to do with this hair.

'Easy! Let's just cut it."

He rummaged through the table, but he couldn't find anything to cut his hair. Disappointed, Henry lazily grabbed his hair and tied it up with a ribbon.

'It's ugly.'

He looked at himself in the mirror and said. 

"Should I just ask Martha to help me? What if that fu-duke punishes her for helping me? Agh! I should just kill him."

He hissed and turned back to open the door. But someone opened the door from outside.

"Ah...Young master, from now on I will be your personal maid. My name is Neila."

Another beautiful woman bowed to him and said politely. 

Even though he knew it was common, he still couldn't get used to elders bowing at him. It felt very odd. He didn't like it.

"Thank you. Can you help me tie up my hair?"

After a few minutes, he found himself with a pretty face. His long black hair was tied up properly into a high ponytail. The long-sleeved and properly buttoned shirt in all white gave his face brightness. He looked into his brown colour eyes which he found enchanting. He couldn't deny it, but he looked a lot like that fuc- no, that duke.

That duke also had those same brown eyes. Even though he was not a good person, Henry still had to accept the fact that the guy was a handsome middle-aged man. He looked domineering and elegant at first look, but rotten on the inside.

While the duke had short hair, only Henry had such long hair as a male in that mansion. But he saw that healer Arthur also had a little long hair but not as long as his.

"Neila, can you help me cut my hair short? It's getting on my way."

Henry looked at Neila's reflection in the mirror and asked without turning back. At first, she seemed surprised and hesitant. Maybe she did not dare to cut a noble's hair. But then she nodded and said she will follow his every order.

"Thank you. Then can we do it now?"

Henry took a look at his properly tie-up hair. But he really wanted to get rid of that.

"I am sorry, young master. But you will have to get permission from the duke."

'I would rather struggle with this every day.'

He just gave up cutting his hair like that. He changed his mind pretty quickly and said no need. As he said he didn't notice the maid, Neila sighed secretly.

Henry had no special plan in his mind. First of all, he had to gain a better understanding of the things in this world. So what was in his mind was to discover new things and be aware of the threats. So he could live peacefully.

When he stepped out of his room, he met Ricarda face to face. Maybe she came there to visit him. She was holding a food basket in her hand while Martha was following her with another food basket.

"We are going to the garden to have our breakfast. Why don't you join us?"

Ricarda didn't hesitate. She looked at the food basket and said naturally despite the fact she had to train a lot to talk very casually to him.

It was not a matter of hunger. He just didn't have any interest. He only wanted to find solutions to save his life. But it was a good chance to get along with her.

"Is it okay? I am afraid the duke wi-"

"He went out for business. He would not come back for two weeks. So don't worry."

In the end, Henry followed them when Martha said that the so-called father was out of the mansion. 

Martha and Neila folded a mat on the ground and placed the food on it. They were in an empty grass field surrounded by a rose garden. It was such a view, they couldn't focus on that delicious food. The red roses were covering almost every leaf in that bush.

"It's beautiful and very peaceful here."

When Ricarda offered him a sandwich, Henry couldn't keep his happiness. He felt this garden was a different world. That mansion was very huge and luxurious. But for anyone who lived there, it was like a prison in hell. 

"I thought you didn't like the outside world. But this is not the reality outside the mansion. It is very hard to survive. You might never understand it."

Martha and Neila didn't join them. They sat under a tree a little far away from them and let those two get along since they could rely on each other in the future.

"From the way you are talking, I can see you must have a lot of experience. I don't actually know anything about the outside."

Henry chewed on the sandwich and said seriously. Even though they didn't realise it, their conversation was very serious and both of them looked like adults who had gone through many traumas.

"I see... You do look like a Noble."

Henry originally had a noble look. His facial fractures and skin looked very rich and well-treated. He looked very fair, anyone could feel like Ricarda felt.

While they enjoyed the vision and meal, they didn't know how much time had passed. But they talked very rarely during that time. But it made both of them let go of the unfamiliar feeling of each other. Both accepted each other as good siblings. 

It was a success.

Ricarda was very friendly to him.

'Success! I hope this time she will not kill me.'

Henry celebrated his victory in his mind.