Reborn As Noble-Chapter 140: Tender Moments ( )

When the food arrived, Liana gestured for the maid to place it on the small table beside them. The maid carefully set down the tray and bowed before quietly leaving the room.

"Now, Young Master," Liana said gently, looking down at him. "Eat."

"Mmm…" Javier muttered softly, refusing to move as he clung to her, his arms still wrapped around her waist. His face remained nestled against her stomach, inhaling deeply as he savored her comforting scent.

"Young Master, you need to eat first," Liana said, her tone both firm and patient. She stroked his hair lightly, trying to coax him. "After that, we can sleep together. Okay?"

"Mmm…" Javier replied with a short sound but remained stubborn, clearly unwilling to let go.

Liana sighed softly, a small smile touching her lips. "Alright, then." She carefully reached for the tray and picked up a piece of meat, cutting it into smaller portions. "If you won’t sit up, I’ll feed you myself."

She brought the first bite to his lips. "Open up" she instructed, her voice sweet.

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Javier finally complied, opening his mouth just enough to let her feed him. He chewed slowly, his eyes half-lidded with contentment, never releasing his hold on her.

"Good boy," Liana said with a soft chuckle, continuing to feed him piece by piece. As she alternated between meat and spoonfuls of soup, she marveled at how relaxed he seemed.

For Javier, being cared for by Liana felt like pure bliss. He remained glued to her lap, holding her close as though scared she might disappear again.

"There we go," Liana said softly as she offered him the last bite. "All done, Young Master. See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?"

Javier gave a small nod, finally loosening his grip slightly, though he still refused to move from her lap.

"Now," Liana said, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his forehead, "how about that nap?"

Javier smiled faintly, tightening his grip on her waist just a little. "Only if you stay."

"Of course," she replied, brushing a strand of his hair away from his face. "I’m not going anywhere."

"Now, now," Liana said gently, brushing her fingers through Javier’s hair as she coaxed him. "It’s not good to sleep on the couch. Let’s go to your bed."

"You’re sleeping with me!" Javier declared firmly, his eyes locking onto hers with a hint of desperation.

"Yes, yes, Young Master," Liana replied with a soft smile, indulging his request as always.

They made their way to Javier’s bed, Liana helping him settle in. As soon as she sat beside him, he gripped her hand tightly, refusing to let go. Without hesitation, Javier lay down and pulled Liana onto the bed with him, wrapping his arms securely around her. Their faces were close, barely inches apart, and his hold made it clear he wouldn’t let her leave.

Liana let out a soft sigh, her eyes filled with warmth as she looked at him. She leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to his forehead. "There, Young Master," she said softly, her voice soothing.

Still holding her tightly, Javier nuzzled into her, his earlier anxiety fading into the comfort of her presence.

Liana began to hum a gentle lullaby, the melody soft and calming. Her hand brushed through his hair in slow, rhythmic strokes, her voice resonating with warmth and reassurance.

As the lullaby continued, Javier’s breathing grew steadier, his eyelids growing heavier with each note. In her arms, he finally found peace, the tension and fear of losing her melting away into a restful sleep.

"Good night, Young Master," Liana whispered, a small smile gracing her lips as she continued to hum, ensuring he drifted into a deep, undisturbed slumber.

As Javier’s breathing steadied and his eyelids fluttered shut, Liana watched him with a tender expression. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer into her embrace.

She guided his head gently to rest against her chest, her fingers brushing through his soft hair. Javier instinctively nuzzled closer, seeking her warmth and comfort.

Leaning down, Liana placed a gentle kiss on his lips, her touch filled with affection and care. She lingered for a moment, then pulled back just enough to adjust the blanket over them both, ensuring he was cocooned in warmth.

With her young master safely in her arms, she let out a soft sigh, her own tension melting away. The long, emotional day had taken its toll on both of them, and now, in this tranquil moment, she allowed herself to relax.

Her eyes grew heavy as she rested her chin lightly atop his head. Listening to his steady breathing, she slowly drifted into sleep, holding him protectively, as though shielding him from the world. For tonight, she was his safe haven, and he was hers.

Lady Francesca peeked into Javier’s room, her expression softening at the sight before her. Javier was nestled comfortably against Liana, his head resting on her chest as though it were the safest place in the world. Liana’s arms were wrapped protectively around him, her fingers lightly tangled in his hair, both of them sound asleep under the soft glow of the evening light.

A warm smile spread across Francesca’s face as she turned and gestured for Lord Garius to step closer. He approached silently, glancing into the room with a raised brow, then exhaled through his nose in a mix of relief and amusement.

"Looks like the plan went smoothly, right, darling?" Francesca whispered, her voice carrying a note of triumph.

Garius folded his arms, nodding as his eyes lingered on the peaceful scene. "Yes," he replied in his usual stern tone, though a small, rare smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "The boy is more attached than I expected."

Francesca chuckled softly. "More than attached. That bond runs deep, Dear. I don’t think he’ll ever let her go."

"Which is exactly why we needed to do this," Garius remarked, his voice low and deliberate. "He needed to understand the value of those he holds dear—and the responsibilities that come with keeping them close."

Francesca leaned closer, her hand gently brushing against Garius’s arm. "You’ve always been such a strategist, but don’t forget he’s still just a boy."

"A boy who will one day lead," Garius countered, though his gaze softened as he watched Javier stir slightly, mumbling something incoherent before settling back against Liana.

"Let’s give them this moment," Francesca said quietly, pulling Garius by the arm. "He’s made his promise, and Liana’s presence will help him find his footing."

Garius gave one last look before turning to follow his wife. "Very well. But if he tries to go back on his word..."

"He won’t," Francesca interrupted with a knowing smile. "Trust me, dear. Our son knows what’s at stake."

With that, they left the room, gently closing the door behind them, leaving the young master and his beloved maid to their well-earned peace.

As they walked down the quiet hallway, Garius leaned closer to Francesca, his voice a low whisper tinged with mischief.

"How about we give Javier a little brother or sister?"

Francesca paused mid-step, her eyes glimmering with amusement. A soft laugh escaped her lips, echoing faintly in the corridor. She turned to her husband with a smile that held both affection and a playful challenge.

"You’re bold tonight," she murmured, stepping closer to him.

Without another word, she leaned in and kissed him passionately, her hands resting gently on his chest. When she pulled back, her warm brown eyes locked onto his, filled with a mix of love and teasing resolve.

"I am your wife," she said softly, her voice carrying a seductive edge. "You can do as you please."

Garius smirked, brushing a strand of her chestnut hair from her face. "Don’t tempt me, Francesca."

"Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it," she replied, her laughter light yet knowing as they continued down the hall.

As they strolled, Francesca suddenly tilted her head toward Garius with a playful glint in her eye.

"By the way, darling..."

"Yes, dear?" Garius replied, his tone indulgent.

"Isn’t today Garcinia’s turn?"

The confident stride of the household’s lord faltered slightly. "Err... Umm..."

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Francesca gave a knowing smile, subtly gesturing toward the end of the hall. Garius followed her gaze, and there she was—Lady Garcinia, arms crossed, her lips pursed in a pout that could rival any child denied a sweet.

"Ah..." Garius exhaled, his composed demeanor slipping just a touch.

Francesca chuckled, a melodious sound that warmed the air between them. "Looks like your plan to give Javier a little brother or sister will have to wait for now."

"Indeed," Garius muttered, already bracing himself for the scene ahead. "I’m not sure what’s scarier—her pout or her lectures."

Francesca laughed again, patting his arm. "Good luck, darling. You’ll need it."

( End of Chapter )