Reborn As Noble

But who am I to judge? I’ve changed too. I remember how strict I was, how rigid, no-nonsense, always clinging to rules and discipline. Everything had to be proper, controlled, never letting my guard down...

She squeezed Javier’s arm a little tighter, warmth blooming quietly in her chest.

Now... I don’t think I could go back to the way I was. Not after meeting him. Not after letting myself care this much.

She remembered back.

So much had happened.

There was a time when she herself had been the head of all maids, long before Gloria took up the role. She’d been responsible for every corridor and every secret in the estate, yet somehow her real trial began the day she was assigned as Javier’s personal maid, alongside Lithia and Meira.

When Meira was reassigned to Cedric, and Lithia to Marcellus, it was Liana left alone with him, day and night. No one else lasted long in the job. He’d always been different, even as a child, too clever for his own good, with that mischievous glint in his eyes and a stubborn streak that could shame any noble.

She bit back a laugh, recalling the early days.

There was the time when he was just a baby, clinging to her insistently, demanding to be breastfed, even though she’d never had milk. The look on his face when she tried to stop him, how stubbornly he’d refused to take no for an answer and end up getting what he wanted. Looking at how he was happy.

Other days, she’d end up dragging him down the corridor by the collar, the only way to stop him from sneaking out through the kitchens or trying to climb out a window. He’d wriggle, protest, even throw a tantrum, but in the end, she always won.

There were times she’d lost her patience and socked him right in the forehead, punched him in the face. She’d chased him around the estate more times than she could count.

No other maid had ever managed to keep up with him.

And now, as she glanced up at the tall, handsome young man beside her—his face striking enough to turn heads wherever he went. She smiled softly, a gentle ache of pride and affection blooming in her chest.

Gloria fell for him too, after me, she thought, a gentle warmth in her chest.

Who could blame her?

After all...

I also fell hard for him.

Liana smiled to herself, barely holding back a quiet chuckle. The thought felt ridiculous and inevitable all at once.

A caretaker, a personal maid, who once so strict and rule-bound, now completely undone by the same boy she’d once had to chase around the halls.

Really... someone who was supposed to just look after him, keep him out of trouble, ended up falling for him completely. What a mess...

( End Of Chapter )