It had been about three months since Edward accepted his new reality, one where he had no way to express himself apart from crying.
During the three months, he had not gotten a visit from any of his family members, not even his mysterious father he always heard about. The only person who had come to visit him on the day he was born made his body feel real fear, one that pierced directly into his heart. So he was happier this way, not having any visitors, he couldn't imagine what the adults in their family would be like if just a kid was like that.
'so far, I've been alone in this room with the nanny that's supposed to take care of me. My mother died during labour again in this life, something that followed me from my past life, what else is gonna be the same this time? Am I gonna kill my father again? Speaking of father, apart from that scary brat, no other family members have come to visit their youngest child, although I prefer it that way, I don't want to imagine how the other family members might be like of that one kid was like that.' He was in deep thought, lying down on the bed that was made for him, It was a cradle made from wood.
He did nothing all day, his only jobs were to sleep, eat the occasional food that his nanny brought him and cry to alert the nanny when he wanted to pass the doo doo, he did this before he slept everyday, It had become his routine.
'That girl is always reading and writing, I wonder what she's always writing.' He glanced at the Nanny who was at the corner of the room on a wooden chair and table doing research. She was always researching, she did it so much that she didn't even take care of Edward properly.
The room they were in was a mediocre one, it wasn't a room that screamed Nobility, it was a room for low ranking visitors, that was where they kept the youngest lord of the Flameworth family, but nobody cared, he was just the son of a servant who the lord had abandoned anyways, he didn't visit her once, even when he found out she was pregnant.
'i want to know what she's always writing but I don't know how to get out of this damn cradle.' He thought to himself.
'oh! I have a genius plan, hehe.' Edward was always a genius at making mischievous plans, a trait that led to the death of his father in his other life.
~prrrrr
It was the sound of terror for Jennette, the young Nanny who just wanted to research in peace, this sound meant she had to go through the same arduous and smelly process of changing the feces filled cloth wrapped around Edward's butt again.
"Ugh! Why does my life have to be like this? This isn't what I'm supposed to be doing!" Her voice was loud and filled with annoyance, She immediately put a halt to what she was writing, her feather pen rolled out of the table falling on the floor, she shot a spiteful gaze at the pen as she stood up.
"Can't it just stay on the table? Too tedious!." She bent down to pick it up, holding her waist slightly to avoid the sharp pains she always felt when she bent down, not really a good sign for a girl in her late twenties. She placed the pen carefully on the table where papers where scattered on and some books where stacked.
"Stay there this time!" She pointed her index finger at the pen. She rolled her eyes and let out a frustrated sigh, wondering if she had finally gone mad, talking to a pen.
She motioned on out, straight to the the cradle where Edward was lying down at the end of the room.
With a twisted expression on her face, and her breath held, She cleaned his butt and wrapped it with fresh, new cloth, something that was always funny to Edward, who came from a word where Diapers where used instead of Cloths.
Edward saw a chance and he took it.
"Ba-bo!" He yelled out making the most baby like sound he could think of, it was the only thing he could say, along with a few other baby words ever since his voice started coming out, he tried to talk properly but it didn't work at all like something stopped him from talking.
'That just made me cringe, hurry and feel my cuteness so I can forget about this forever.' Edward thought to himself as he extended his fingers towards the Nanny's face, waving his hand slowly with a wide, toothless smile to further enhance his cuteness.
Jennette's eyes widened, shocked by the sudden spike in cuteness from Edward, she almost danced in joy from the fact that the baby was finally being a baby.
'i thought he was dumb or something, but it seems he can at least make noises, he's soo cute.' Jennette had been charmed, his plan worked, she had fallen for Edward's clever trick.
Edward outstretched his hands to seal the deal, he made use of the opportunity wisely.
'can't resist carrying a cute baby who likes you can you? Hmm? Now carry me!!' Edward yelled in his head.
"Aww, I can't carry you though, I have a ton of research to do if I want to create my next cir-" She stopped herself from completing her words and gasped in shock, having almost revealed her big secret.
"Don't tell anyone I said that, okay? It'll be our little secret! I'll carry you for as long as you want... as bribery." She then carried Edward on her thin arms, he was too cute for her to ignore.
'He's a baby anyway, how can he even know what I'm saying? Oh Jennette!!' Jennette almost cursed herself out loud as she smacked her forehead softly with her palms. 'but I still have to be careful, there are ears everywhere in this mansion!'
Edward could roughly understand what people said now, the language sounded a little bit like Mandarin which he was fluent in because he had learnt Mandarin and other languages back on earth. As a business man, he hated having to hire translators when he went on international business meetings, he called it 'a waste of money' and 'A Financial mistake'.
'why would I need to hire a person to translate for me when I could just learn the language myself?' Is what he always told himself, and that led him to learn more than seven different languages, he was happy that he learnt Mandarin now, it was proving to be useful.
"Aww, who's a cute little baby? You are!" Jennette kept poking Edward's cheek and pinching his nose softly, puckering her lips to look cuter and silly while giving him kisses all over his face.
Edward had to play along like a baby so he could get what he wanted, an action that he hated very much, he wanted his heart to just stop then and there.
'Just take me to where the books are lady! I want to know what you're reading, what language it is and if the writing is Mandarin!.' That was his plan, he suspected that he was sent back in time to the past as a kid and he could never see Marcelle again, but something was wrong, judging from the few people he had seen, they weren't Chinese at all, they didn't look asian, instead, they all looked English with colourful hairs, and they didn't look dyed, but how could British people speak a language that sound Chinese in an era that seemed to be medieval?
There was only one possible explanation for this, one that he hoped was wrong:
'i might be in another world similar to the old days of earth and I could never see Marcelle again.' Just the thought of it sent shivers down his baby spines. The thought of not seeing Marcelle again was something that he tried to avoid.
'then what will happen to my plans? I said I'd run away to go meet her when I get big enough, but now I find out I'm in another world? What kind of webnovel like shit is this? No I refuse to believe that I'm in another world. But what other explanation is there for this reality I'm forced to live in? I feel stupid for even thinking of running away to meet Marcelle if I get big enough, where would I meet her? Hahahaha!! I know! I'll change my plans, I'll kill myself.... Yes!!!! That's the only thing I can do!! Maybe if I do so, I might get reborn on earth again? What if I don't reincarnate? Again? Bullshit!! I don't care, I'll take my chances, b-but, it's near impossible!! Arrrgghhh!!! Why is my life like this?! Why why why why why why why whywhy why!!!' Edward was breaking down mentally, he wasn't sure he could keep his sanity as he digested this sudden realization, he considered just killing himself, living without Marcelle or any hope to ever see her again was something that suffocated him, he drowned in the pain that he felt, his little heart couldn't carry this pain, one that was meant for a matured heart, his body automatically made him to start crying.
"Why are you suddenly crying? What's wrong? Am I that terrible at handling babies?" Jennette voiced out in confusion and worry, Edward who was on her hands, acting all cute suddenly started crying and rolling in her arms.
'it hurts!! It hurts so much!! This feeling hurts!! Marcelle! Argggh!' Edward kept crying, his heart sinking with every tears, his mind shattering with every groan.
It took an hour before Jennette could finally calm Edward down, she was worried about how he started crying, a baby that rare cried, if he cried, it signified that he wanted to poop or eat, he never cried for any other reason. She tried to feed him, but he refused to eat, she checked if he had pooped again but he hadn't, she was confused, she finally stopped trying to feed him and started hugging and kissing him.
"Little Charly don't cry~ everything will be fine~ I'm here with you~" she started singing for him, in hopes to get him to stop crying, he was lying down on her arms and she swung him slowly in a satisfying motion, following the rhythm of her song.
Her singing produced positive results, it happened like magic, Edward had calmed down, he had stopped crying.
The pen on the wooden table where Jennette did her research and reading was falling again.
Jennette reflexively moved her hands to catch it, but the thing was, she wasn't close to the pen, she was holding Edward, he slipped out of her arms as she reflexively twisted her body swiftly.
Edward was falling down from Jennette's arm to the ground when he was suddenly suspended in mid air.
"Vlatu!" Jennette drew a circle on the air with her middle finger and divided it in half from right to left, pointing it towards Edward, immediately she did that Edward started floating in mid air.
He saw light floating around him, dancing round his body. It was a warm light, bright and white like the moonlight, it floated round him, circling him and creating an air of mystery around the room.
Edward's eyes widened in surprise, he was surprised at the sight of his body floating in mid air and then the light that shined round him.
Jennette had made a stupid mistake, she had used something that she supposed to keep a secret to catch Edward.
"Oh no, it happened by reflex again." Edward landed on her arms again and she gave him an awkward smile. "Don't tell anyone, okay?" A cold sweat ran across her forehead, she was lucky no one was there to see her and that Edward was only a baby.
'what is this? This light around me? Why am I floating? Something that should be impossible? No, it's not impossible, I deleted that word and the meaning of it the moment I found out I was born into another world. So... Magic eh?'
Edward thought to himself, he had already understood instantly what just happened.
After crying his eyes out and realizing properly digesting his predicament, his traits which was broken by Marcelle had regrown in him, traits that made him shoot to success.
His calmness that seemed otherworldly and his intuition and cool headedness that didn't make any sense..
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