Reborn As Noble - Chapter 323

Chapter 323: Inside Her Dream ( 323 )
“Young Master~”

Liana’s voice was light, filled with warmth and happiness.

She rushed forward, arms open, ready to embrace him.

Javier stood just ahead, his back to her.

But when he turned around—

Her smile faded.

An old man.

His hair was completely white. His once-bright eyes were dim and filled with exhaustion. Wrinkles lined his face, and his movements were slow and heavy.

Liana stopped.

Her heart pounded.

Who…?

The man smiled weakly.

“Ah… Liana…” He coughed, his voice rough with age. “You still look as young as ever…”

Young Master?

She couldn’t understand.

Why did he look so… old?

This isn’t right.

Javier was still a boy. He had years until adulthood. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

“Liana…” His voice was softer now, filled with regret. “I’m not young anymore.”

She shook her head.

No. No, this was wrong.

“Young Master, what are you saying?” She took a shaky step forward, reaching for him.

He gave a tired chuckle.

“I’m sorry…” His expression turned sad. “I couldn’t be with you much longer.”

Liana’s breath caught in her throat.

No.

No.

Her hands trembled as she tried to touch him—tried to pull him back—

But he was already fading.

Disappearing before her eyes.

Her chest tightened.

“Young Master…?”

Darkness swallowed everything.

Liana’s body jerked.

And then—

Liana’s eyes shot open.

“No… No… No! I don’t want to!”

Her heart raced in her chest. A cold sweat ran down her back.

She looked at Javier—her Young Master, still peacefully asleep beside her.

Still young. Still with her.

His soft breathing, the warmth of his small hands, his hair slightly messy from sleep—he was still the same.

Liana swallowed hard.

But one day…

He won’t be.

Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt.

One day, he’ll grow up.

One day… he’ll grow old.

And she—she would stay the same.

An elf.

Forever young.

Liana felt her throat tighten.

She had always known this. Elves lived much longer than humans. She had accepted it before. But now…

Now she was scared.

She hugged him tightly, her body trembling.

No. I don’t want that.

She didn’t want to see him grow frail. She didn’t want to lose him to time.

She wanted to stay by his side forever.

There has to be a way.

Liana thought and thought, her mind racing.

She had to find a way to make sure he stayed younger, lived longer.

Even just a little longer.

Because right now—

She never wanted to let go of this sweet moment.

Liana was scared.

Too scared.

She knew she couldn’t prevent death.

One day, no matter what she did, her Young Master would leave her.

She bit her lip, holding back the overwhelming fear rising in her chest.

But more than death itself…

What terrified her even more—

Was seeing him grow old.

Wrinkles. Weakness. A body that would wither while she remained the same.

Liana’s hands trembled as she held onto him.

She knew.

Humans were not like elves.

Not like beastfolk, demons, or dwarves.

Their lives were too short.

Too fragile.

Too fast.

And yet…

All she wanted was this moment.

This warm, perfect, sweet moment.

With him.

Her Young Master.

The one she loved fully, with everything she had.

She closed her eyes, pressing her forehead gently against his.

There had to be a way.

Even if she couldn’t stop time—

She had to find a way to keep him by her side.

All she wanted…

Was for her Young Master to stay at his prime.

At the perfect, youthful age—strong, handsome, full of life.

She didn’t want to watch time steal him away.

She didn’t want to see his face wrinkle, his body weaken, his hair turn gray.

She wanted to create more sweet memories.

To walk beside him forever.

To be his wife, not just his maid.

To love and be loved, to enjoy life together.

Not to watch him grow old.

Not to feel time pull him away from her.

Her fingers tightened around his hand as she whispered, almost like making a vow—

“I won’t let you grow old, Young Master… I’ll find a way.”

Whatever it took.

“Uuu… Liana…”

Liana’s heart stopped.

She immediately panicked.

“Yes, Young Master?! Do you feel hurt? Are you hungry?”

Javier let out a tired groan. “You’re… hugging too tight…”

Liana blinked.

Huh?

She wasn’t hugging him that tightly… was she?

Then—

She noticed.

A second hand.

Wrapped around Javier.

From behind.

Her eyes sharpened.

Without hesitation—

SMACK!

A soft slap echoed in the room.

“Ow! Liana…!”

A familiar voice.

Liana slowly turned her head.

Gloria.

Lying right behind Javier.

Her usual serene expression was now filled with betrayal.

Liana’s gaze narrowed. “…Gloria.”

The other maid tilted her head innocently. “Why did you slap my hand?” Gloria asked, rubbing the spot Liana had hit.

Liana crossed her arms. “You were hugging him too tight.”

Gloria pouted. “But I always hug him like this at night.”

Liana’s eye twitched.

Javier, still drowsy, sighed. “Can you two stop fighting over who gets to hug me?”

Silence.

Liana and Gloria looked at each other.

Then—

Both tightened their embrace around him.

Javier groaned. “Oi—! At least let me sleep!”

“My, my~ ‘Second Wife,’ it was supposed to be me who sleeps with him.”

Liana’s voice was calm, but her emerald eyes sharpened.

Gloria smiled sweetly. “Ara~ ‘First Wife,’ as his ‘Second Wife,’ I also have the right to sleep next to my ‘future husband,’ right?”

The air grew tense.

The two maids locked eyes, neither willing to back down.

Meanwhile—

Javier groaned, burying his face into the pillow.

“Haa… Can you both at least agree on something? I’m still sleepy…”

Neither answered him.

Instead—

Both tightened their hold.

“Young Master~ Come here~” Liana’s voice was soft and inviting.

“No, Young Master~ Here~ It’s more comfy and soft~” Gloria countered, her tone equally sweet.

Javier loved this.

He really did.

But right now?

He was too sleepy to care.

“Haaa… Can you both just sleep?” His voice was tired, almost pleading.

Liana and Gloria exchanged glances.

Then—

“But Young Master—” Liana started.

“Fine. How about this?” Javier sighed. “You both hug me—just don’t kill me in my sleep.”

Silence.

Then—

Two satisfied maids wrapped their arms around him.

Liana on one side. Gloria on the other.

Javier sighed in relief. “Finally… sleep…”

But just as he was about to drift off—

Gloria whispered smugly. “Ara~ Looks like I got the right side tonight.”

Liana twitched.

“…Go to sleep.”

“Good night, Young Master.”

Liana leaned in, her emerald eyes soft with warmth. She pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead.

Javier, already half-asleep, let out a sleepy hum of approval.

Then—

Gloria leaned in, too.

“Sweet dreams, Young Master.”

She placed her own soft kiss on his cheek.

Javier barely reacted, already too deep in exhaustion to question it.

Liana and Gloria exchanged glances.

For once—

They silently agreed on something.

Without another word, they nestled comfortably beside him.

One on his left. One on his right.

Their arms wrapped around him as they finally fell asleep together.

Tonight, at least, there was peace.

( End of Chapter )