The Sweet Secret of Special Elves ( 8 )

As I latched on to Liana breast, my eyes widened.

Wait… what's this?

A drop of something sweet hit my tongue—smooth, rich, and almost floral. It wasn't milk, but it was definitely some kind of liquid. This… this is amazing! What is this nectar of the gods!?

I paused for a moment, shocked, then resumed sucking with newfound enthusiasm.

Liana blinked, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. "W-what's with that look, young master? There's no milk, you know."

Oh, no milk? Sure, Liana, let's go with that. But this sweet liquid tells me otherwise. Ehehe… elves really are something special!

I couldn't stop myself. The flavor was addictively sweet, unlike anything I'd tasted before, even back in my old world. Is this some kind of natural elf thing? Or is Liana just unique? Either way, I'm going to make the most of this gift!

Liana, oblivious to my inner monologue, sighed and leaned back slightly, still stroking my head. "You're much calmer now, aren't you? Perhaps you just like the comfort…"

Comfort? Oh, Liana, this is way beyond comfort. You're officially number one on the taste ranking! and Beautiful!

I smirked internally, my baby face betraying none of my thoughts. Alright, next goal: figure out if the other elves have the same gift. Miss Lithia, you're up next.

As I finished with one side, I instinctively shifted toward the other breast. Liana, resigned to her fate, sighed softly and adjusted her position.

"Fine, young master," she murmured, lying down to make it easier for me. "Just this once… But I really hope you grow out of this phase soon."

Grow out of this phase? Never! This is perfection!

I latched onto the other side, and there it was again—the sweet, floral taste that set her apart from everyone else. Oh, Liana, you're unbeatable. No one else even comes close to your divine sweetness.

Liana gently stroked my hair as I fed, her golden eyes softening. "You're such a strange little one."

Determined? Of course! I'm determined to make you mine. Don't worry, Liana, you've officially taken the number one spot. You'll be at the top of my future wife list—forever!

I let out a contented sigh, pausing briefly to give her a sly baby grin. She chuckled quietly, the sound like a soft melody.

"You're smiling? What are you thinking about?" she asked, her blush deepening. "You really are something else."

Oh, you have no idea, my dear elf. But don't worry—your secret nectar is safe with me.!!

As I continued latched on her breast, she shifted slightly, getting more comfortable. I couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful she looked, her silver hair cascading around her face, her pointed ears twitching faintly. Yep, Liana, you've got everything. Grace, beauty, sweetness… You're my number one now.

Liana lay there, her golden eyes fixed on the persistent little one nestled against her. She let out a soft sigh, brushing a strand of silver hair away from her face.

This child... so persistent. Honestly, I've never seen anything like it.

She glanced down at Javier, who, despite being far too young to understand, seemed to know exactly what he was doing. He switched from one side to the other, his tiny hands gripping her gently, his determination unwavering.

I'm not even married yet. Never even had a boyfriend. I've just turned 18, for the goddess' sake… And now here I am, letting this little one pretend I can feed him.

Why does he act like this? He's not like the other children of Lord Garius. They were never cared for by the maids. The Lord made it clear they were to be handled exclusively by their mothers. But this one…

She gently brushed Javier's soft hair, her heart warming despite her confusion.

Still… he's so cute. I never knew babies could be like this. His little expressions, his determination—it's almost like he's got an adult's mind trapped in that tiny body.

Just as she thought this, Javier gave a small, contented sigh and relaxed completely against her. His tiny hands loosened their grip, and his rhythmic breathing softened.

"Hmm? He fell asleep?" Liana whispered, her voice barely audible.

A smile spread across her face, a mix of relief and endearment. She shifted slightly, ensuring he was comfortable, then carefully wrapped her arms around him.

Strange child… but so precious.

The day's events had taken their toll on her too. Liana's eyelids grew heavy as she lay there, holding Javier close. The warmth of his tiny body against hers was oddly soothing.

I suppose… a little rest wouldn't hurt.

With a final glance at the peacefully sleeping baby in her arms, Liana allowed herself to drift into slumber, a gentle smile lingering on her lips as she hugged Javier softly.

At the dining room, the morning sunlight streamed through the large windows, illuminating the long dining table where Lord Garius sat at the head, his expression stern yet composed. Lady Francesca, sitting to his right, elegantly sipped her tea while her two sons, Marcellus and Cedric, sat upright and attentive.

"Francesca," Lord Garius began, his deep voice commanding the room's attention, "I want you to focus on ensuring Marcellus and Cedric continue their studies diligently. Both are nearing the age for the blessing ceremonies, and it is crucial we prepare them well."

Lady Francesca nodded gracefully, a calm smile on her lips. "Of course, dear. I'll personally oversee their studies and ensure they are ready for the appraisal. It's an important milestone for them." She reached out, gently placing a hand on Marcellus's shoulder and then Cedric's.

"My sons," she said warmly, "you've done well so far. Let's continue working hard, alright?"

Marcellus, the eldest at 11, nodded confidently. His sharp features and composed demeanor gave him the air of someone already bearing responsibility. "Yes, Mother. I'll do my best to make you and Father proud."

Cedric, a year younger at 10, smiled shyly but nodded as well. "I'll keep practicing my magic and studies, Mother."

Lord Garius's gaze softened momentarily as he observed his sons, but his tone remained firm. "Good. Our family's future depends on your talents and efforts. A strong blessing could elevate our rank and expand our territory."

Francesca then glanced at her husband, her expression turning curious. "And what about Javier?" she asked, her voice calm yet holding a trace of amusement.

At this, Lord Garius let out a short, almost dismissive chuckle. "Javier? For now, let him focus on growing. He's still a baby. Breastfeeding and the care of two or three maids are enough for him at this stage."

Francesca raised an elegant brow, her lips curving into a faint smile. "Oh? And which maids will be looking after him?"

"Liana and Meira for now," Garius replied, his tone decisive. "As for the third, I'll leave that to you to decide, Francesca."

Francesca nodded, her smile unwavering. "As you wish, dear. I'll ensure he's well looked after."

She took another sip of her tea, her mind already considering the matter. With a gentle hand, she ruffled Marcellus's hair affectionately and then Cedric's. "Now, finish your breakfast, my sons. Today's lessons won't wait."

Lord Garius then turned his attention to his two other wives seated further down the table. Lady Garcinia, the second wife, and Lady Phenelopie, the third, both straightened in their seats under his gaze.

"Ensure that our children remain focused on their studies and training as well," he instructed. "The family's future depends on all of our efforts. If any of them are born with talent, it will benefit us all."

Lady Garcinia, the mother of Aelius and Athine, gave a polite nod. "Of course, my lord. Aelius has been progressing well in his swordsmanship, and I'll ensure his studies remain on track."

Lady Phenelopie, the mother of Heres, added with a smile, "Heres is young but eager. I'll see to it he continues to practice his lessons."

Garius gave an approving nod, satisfied with their responses.

Meanwhile, Javier remained in Liana's room, blissfully unaware of the family discussions. Both he and the elf maid had drifted into a peaceful slumber after his persistent efforts to nurse from her. 

The morning passed, the family settling into their respective roles, each determined to prepare for the future. But for Javier, his immediate future remained singularly focused on charming every maid in the household and securing the soft comforts they provided..

( End Of Chapter )