The Nanny Stole The Dragon Lord's Heart

The night the Dragon Bond was torn apart, I wandered alone through the snowstorm. The mark on my soul had just been ripped away by force. My chest ached; every step I took, my whole body trembled. I'd been thrown out of the Ashworth Estate. All I had was the old cloak and a few linen garments—nothing else. I walked into a tavern by the road just to get warm. A parchment notice was pinned to the board by the door. Seeking stepmother for child, age and appearance unimportant, patience required, room and board provided. Room and board provided, that was what caught my eye. That night, I dragged my single worn bundle to the address on the notice. It never crossed my mind that it was the mightiest Shadow Dragon race across the entire continent. Our Lord is looking for a guardian for the young master, not a mate for himself. Remember that our Lord's bloodline is noble; don't have any improper thoughts. I kept my head slightly bowed, eyes forward. Internally I sighed with relief, this job was perfect for me. To put it simply, they were just hiring a glorified nanny. I'd had my dragon bond severed that very evening bonding myself to anyone again I had absolutely no interest but having a place to stay and no more wandering through the blizzard for someone as desperate as me that was a lif. eline I understand I won't have any feelings I shouldn't have. The butler gave a curt nod and led me into the dining hall. At the massive long table, a young father and his son were locked in a silent standoff.

The brooding man sat holding a bowl and spoon, his expression dark. The little boy bit his lip and refused to yield. After a long silence, the man sighed and surrendered first. This seemed harder for him than fighting rival dragon clans. He set the bowl down. Long, elegant fingers pinched the bridge of his nose. "Finn, just one bite... one tiny bite... is that too much to ask? "My lord. the new applicant has arrived. Then handed me the plate. try it. He stood, moved to the long bench by the fireplace, crossed his arms and watched me at his leisure. So this was the interview I had to nail this if I could stay at least I wouldn't be sleeping in the blizzard tonight. I took the plate, curved my lips into what I hoped was a warm motherly smile and approached the boy.

But before I'd taken two steps, the boy crawled under the table. Only a pair of furious blue eyes. "I don't want her! Make her leave! " "I won't let her feed me! " "They're all bad women! " he shouted at the man. So before me, the boy had already gone through how many stepmothers? All the more reason to prove myself. I scanned the room; dragon knight figurines were scattered everywhere. An idea formed instantly. I smiled and spoke casually. Relax. I'm not feeding you, I'm feeding the night. I mimed spooning food into the figurine's mouth. Eat up. You need your strength to save the continent. Kids who don't eat, skinny arms, skinny legs can't even protect themselves, let alone the whole continent. Oh, you want roast meat? Right, right. Roast meat for energy. The boy lay on his stomach nearby, watching, looking abandoned and wronged. His lips smacked a few times. I pretended not to notice. Only when his nose turned red and he was on the verge of tears. Oh, there's a baby dragon here too. Sir Knight, would you be willing to share your dinner with him? He needs to eat so he can grow as strong as you. I dropped my voice to a conspiratorial whisper. Yes. all right then. Since the knight has spoken, I suppose you can have a little, but don't eat too much if you outgrow the knight. He'll be sad. The boy nodded furiously. The second I raised the fork, he clamped his mouth around it. Why didn't you give me roast meat? Are you afraid I'll get strong? Bad woman. I turned to look at the man, his brow had relaxed, he gave me a quiet smile of approval.

That night, I stayed in the castle, Kale alone on the third three floors, Finn and I on the second. Absolutely no going to the third floor, a previous woman tried to crawl into the Lord's bed in the middle of the night. I. nodded vigorously, guaranteed no boundary crossing. I just wanted to keep this job, a roof and meals. Becoming the Lord's woman was the last thing on my mind. Finn was only four, yet he already slept in his own room. That saved me a lot of trouble. The next afternoon, Kael came home to find me in the castle courtyard feeding Finn. Finn was squatting on the ground next to the household's juvenile griffin; the two of them in an eating race. Kael's face darkened on the spot. What exactly are you treating my son as? His voice was sharp and clinched. Dad, we are roleplaying. Look, I ate way more than the Griffin. Kael's frown deepened. He slowly turned to the butler. The butler's expression was indescribable. My lord, Miss Lena's methods are unusual, but the results are clear. Before we chased the young master around trying to feed him and he wouldn't eat, but this afternoon he's already finished two plates of roast meat. He swore he'd beat the Griffin. Just you separate utensils from the Griffin Don't worry my lord. your Griffin is very clean It won't even touch Finn's spoon His face went darker He turned and walked into the castle.

After dinner, Finn's belly was round as a ball. I walked him and the Griffin around the garden for half an hour before going upstairs. Miss Lina Truurdvis has a gift. The young master never eats, never talks, never moves, yet in just one day this much has changed. My lord, I think we've finally found the right one. When I came upstairs, Kael was sitting on the long bench by the hall fireplace, effortlessly composed. I was about to take Finn up for his bath when Kael stopped me. Lina? Let's talk. I handed Finn to the butler and sat down properly across from Kael. You're good with child? Have any of your own? No, I looked after my exmate's sister's kids for two years back then. The Ashworth family thought my background was legmanage family affairs; they wouldn't let me do anything. You're divorced? Yes. Why? We came from different worlds. Kael studied me, his gaze unreadable. You saw yesterday's notice. I'm looking for a mother for Finn. He has no sense of security. He won't leave the house, won't go outside, refuses to attend the academy. I'm busy with my duties, so I need a patient woman to be his mother. I'll have a prenuptial agreement drawn out. I understand.