Reborn As Noble - Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Between Two Maids ( 250 )

Javier lay sprawled on his bed, completely relaxed after a satisfying dinner. The warm glow of the bedside lamp cast a soft light across the room.

As he glanced toward the door, he saw Liana stepping in from her bedroom, her graceful movements as natural as ever.

Javier grinned, tapping the empty space beside him. “Liana, Liana~ Here, here~ Ehehehe~”

Liana sighed softly, shaking her head at his antics. “Young Master, you’re already twelve. Do you still need me to sleep beside you every night?”

Javier pouted dramatically. “Oi! Don’t say it like that! You know I can’t sleep without you!”

Liana let out a small chuckle, already expecting this response. She walked over, sitting on the edge of the bed before slipping under the blanket beside him. “Yes, yes… I know, Young Master.”

Javier instantly snuggled closer, resting his head against her shoulder. “Mmm~ This is the best~”

Liana smiled softly, gently running her fingers through his hair. “Sleep well, Young Master.”

Javier mumbled drowsily, “Hehe… Just six more years, Liana… then we’ll be married… ehehe~”

Liana shook her head, her expression a mix of fondness and exasperation. “Yes, yes… Just sleep already, Young Master.”

Javier grinned but didn’t argue; his breathing soon settled into a peaceful rhythm. Liana sighed softly, watching as his playful grin slowly faded into a relaxed expression. His warmth pressed against her as he nuzzled closer, completely at ease in her embrace.

She knew him too well—his mischievous nature, his cunning mind, his fierce determination. But in moments like this, he was just the boy she had cared for since he was small.

Her fingers gently ran through his hair, smoothing down the stray strands as she began humming a soft lullaby, her voice barely above a whisper. It was a melody passed down through elven generations—a song of comfort, warmth, and home.

Javier mumbled sleepily, his arms unconsciously wrapping around her waist as he sighed against her chest. “Mmm… Liana’s the best…”

Liana chuckled quietly. “Sleep well, Young Master.”

She continued to hum, feeling the steady rhythm of his breathing as he drifted off. Her eyes softened as she gazed down at the boy who would one day become a man—her future husband.

“Just six more years, huh…?” she whispered to herself, a small smile tugging at her lips.

The room was silent except for the gentle melody of her lullaby, carrying them both into the embrace of a peaceful night. Liana gazed down at Javier’s peaceful sleeping face, her fingers idly brushing through his dark hair. His features had begun to mature—his once soft, childlike expression now carrying hints of the man he would become.

Charming. Handsome. And soon… even taller than now.

She smiled to herself, her eyes filled with quiet affection. Javier had always been mischievous, always full of energy, always clinging to her. Yet beneath all that playfulness, he carried a heart full of warmth—a heart that had claimed hers long ago.

Leaning down slightly, she pressed a gentle kiss against his forehead. “Don’t worry, Young Master… I will always be with you.”

The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over them as Liana tightened her embrace just a little more—her silent promise sealed in the quiet of the night.

Suddenly, the door creaked open ever so slightly. Liana didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

Gloria.

The head maid tiptoed toward the bed, her long hair slightly tousled from just waking up. Dressed in soft nightwear, she moved with the grace of a practiced maid, yet her playful smirk ruined any attempt at stealth.

Liana sighed. “Gloria…”

Gloria paused mid-step, placing a finger against her lips. “Tehe~ Found out~” she whispered.

Liana shook her head. “Don’t make too much noise. Young Master is sleeping.”

“Sure, sure~” Gloria slipped under the blanket without hesitation, sliding in from Javier’s other side. Without a second thought, she wrapped an arm around him, snuggling close. “Mmm~ So warm~” she sighed contentedly.

Liana rolled her eyes but didn’t push her away. She knew this wasn’t the first time… and certainly wouldn’t be the last.

Javier murmured something in his sleep, shifting slightly between them, his body completely relaxed in their embrace. Liana softened, brushing his hair back once more.

Gloria giggled softly. “Hehe~ Just six more years, huh?”

Liana glanced at her, then let out a quiet chuckle. “Yes… just six more years.”

The two maids exchanged a knowing look before settling in comfortably, warmth filling the quiet room

Gloria smirked as she pulled Javier closer, wrapping her arms snugly around him. “Mmm~ Mine now~” she whispered playfully.

Liana’s eyes twitched slightly. Without a word, she reached forward and gently—but firmly—pulled Javier back against her breast. “No, he’s mine.” Her voice was calm, but her grip was unyielding.

Gloria pouted dramatically. “Oh~ But he’s also mine too.”

Javier murmured in his sleep, completely oblivious to the silent battle happening over him. His peaceful face nestled comfortably against Liana’s warmth… until Gloria tugged at him again.

Liana narrowed her eyes. Gloria grinned mischievously.

A silent war broke out under the blanket—Javier shifting slightly with each tug, completely unaware he was being fought over like a plush toy.

Eventually, Liana sighed and tightened her hold just a bit more. “Fine… but don’t pull too hard, or you’ll wake him.”

Gloria chuckled, relenting as she rested her head near Javier’s shoulder. “Hehe~ Alright, I’ll share.”

The two maids finally settled, Javier safely tucked between them. As the room returned to peaceful silence, Liana exhaled softly, brushing Javier’s hair once more. “Goodnight, Young Master…”

Gloria smiled. “Sweet dreams, Young Master~” she teased in a whisper.

Javier only mumbled something incoherent, lost in dreams, while the two women beside him drifted off into slumber.

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Javier slowly stirred from his sleep, feeling an overwhelming warmth pressing against him from both sides. His head was nestled between something incredibly soft… too soft.

For a moment, he thought he had ascended to heaven. “Oh… this is bliss…” he mumbled drowsily, a lazy grin creeping onto his face.

But then—

He couldn’t breathe.

His muffled cries went unheard as Gloria and Liana unknowingly held him tighter in their sleep, their soft embrace sealing his fate. “Mmphhh! C-Can’t… breathe…!”

Javier squirmed, trying to free himself, but that only caused Gloria to shift, pressing his face further into her breast. Liana, noticing the movement in her sleep, instinctively pulled him back toward her. “Nnngh… Young Master… stay still…” she murmured.

Javier’s mind screamed—this was heaven and hell combined!

Frantically wiggling his arms, he finally managed to free his mouth. “Air! I need air!” he gasped.

Gloria slowly opened one eye, smiling sleepily. “Ara~? Young Master, what’s wrong? Weren’t you enjoying yourself?”

Liana, still half-asleep, blinked at Javier’s flushed face before realizing the situation. She quickly pulled away slightly, allowing him to breathe properly.

Javier took deep breaths, his mind still spinning. “You two… trying to kill me in my sleep!?” he accused, pointing at them dramatically.

Gloria giggled. “Tehe~ If you really couldn’t handle it, you should’ve woken us up properly.”

Liana sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Honestly, Young Master… you’re the one who clings to us first every night.”

Javier huffed, crossing his arms. “Well, that’s different! But waking up like that… it was dangerous!”

Gloria smirked, leaning in. “Oh? So you didn’t enjoy it?”

Javier paused, looking away. “T-That’s not what I said…!”

Liana shook her head, finally sitting up. “Alright, alright. Enough teasing. It’s morning. We should get ready.”

Javier grumbled, still flustered as he climbed out of bed. As he stretched, he muttered under his breath, “Six more years… Just six more years…”

Liana and Gloria exchanged glances before smiling to themselves, knowing full well that Javier’s mornings would only get more chaotic from here on out.