Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy

973 – As delicate as snow – 2

Just after the screams coming from beyond the door died down.

“It’s over!”

Even though it was a snowy winter, a sweaty doctor opened the tightly closed door.

“Both your ma’am and your daughter are in good health!”

That too, with news that had been eagerly awaited for hours.

‘Because she’s my daughter.’

A sigh of relief and a smile of joy came out simultaneously.

Following my son Ferenc, this time I had a daughter. Neither I nor Eri have the ability to decide the gender of the child, so it wasn’t intentional, but we suddenly had a balance of one son and one daughter.

“This time it’s my granddaughter!”

The craftsman was also very pleased with this exquisite and beautiful coincidence.

The father-in-law, who was enjoying a leisurely tea time at the Iones Marquis, came running in a hurry after hearing the news of Eri’s labor pains. The quiet of the year-end was broken by the sudden labor pains, but he received a year-end gift that was incomparable to that quiet. How could he not be happy?

“Only that, Your Majesty.”

“But why?”

I was happily looking at my father-in-law who was jumping for joy, when I came to my senses at the doctor’s words.

Just that. Why are you adding such anxious words? Both your wife and daughter are healthy.

“Your daughter was born a little earlier than expected, so she is a little smaller than the average baby girl. Fortunately, it is not to the extent that it affects her health or interferes with her daily life…”

“You have to accept that much. If you’re healthy, being a little smaller is probably a good thing.”

I nodded willingly, thinking that it was a pretty good statement compared to how anxious I had been.

Of course, it is a shame that our daughter is a little smaller than others. However, considering that she was born earlier than her due date, it is something that can be easily tolerated as long as it does not affect her health or daily life.

“If there are no other problems, can I come in?”

“Of course! Come on in!”

I hurried my steps at the doctor’s words.

Even though there were doors and walls blocking the way, Eri’s screams were particularly loud. The fact that the mother who had given birth right before Eri was Rin made her screams even louder. It was so bad that I was conflicted about whether I should go into the delivery room.

So let’s tell Eri that she had a hard time. Seeing that she’s healthy, it seems like she just screamed loudly, but anyway, she had a hard time.

“Eri! Our granddaughter!”

And as soon as I took a step, my father-in-law passed by right in front of me.

It was like seeing Eri’s grandmother at her birthday party. She showed incredible speed, making it hard to believe she was ninety years old.

‘The power of genes.’

If you think that your grandmother’s genes were passed on to your father-in-law, you can understand his amazing speed. Even at the age of ninety, he can still run, but his son, your father-in-law, is only middle-aged. He must be able to do not only simple running but also handstands.

It seems like Eri didn’t inherit her grandmother’s strength, but I guess that’s okay. Honestly, it’s not that Eri is weak, it’s that her grandmother is amazing.

maybe.

Until yesterday, there were a total of 11 children who inherited my blood. Fedi and the triplets, Friedrich, Alina, Ferenc, Mary, Julia, Florence, and Leon – 11 in total.

Except for Pedi and Julia, who were born to Marga, they all resembled their mothers more than me. Strangely, none of them were born with black hair, and they were all born with their mothers’ hair. It wasn’t that I was upset, but it was strange. It’s not like my genes were weak.

But that strange rule was finally broken.

‘It’s black.’

Hair that is so fluffy that it’s embarrassing to even call it fluff. Tiny hairs that stick to the head due to the slight moisture.

This is definitely black hair. Among our children, aside from Fedi and Julia, he is the only one born with black hair.

‘This is a gift for this dad.’

Thanks to that, my nose got tingly. I thought that it was important for the child to be born healthy, and not the color of the hair. I thought it was pretty because the child resembled his mother’s hair.

But now that I see that my genes have done their best, why am I so happy? I liked black hair.

‘…Is it the enemy’s eyes?’

I stared at my daughter’s face as she burst into tears.

I can’t tell what color their eyes are because they haven’t opened yet. I’d like to check it out right away, but let’s save that for later enjoyment. After all, you can’t force a newborn baby to open their eyes.

“My granddaughter. How can she be so cute and lovely? I’m afraid that if I touch her wrong, she might melt.”

Meanwhile, the craftsman was sitting next to the bed where Eri was lying, looking at Eri and our daughter.

The father-in-law’s expression had already melted greatly, but he didn’t bother to point it out. If a daughter is born, it’s natural to love her, so how much more so must a granddaughter be.

“What do you mean by granddaughter? Call me by my name.”

And Eri grumbled and stuck out her lips at her father-in-law’s intense expression of affection.

“You have to decide on a name to call it. How can you call it something that doesn’t exist?”

“Huh? Didn’t the minister say anything?”

Then, not only my father-in-law, but also the other family members’ eyes turned to me.

“When we named Ferenc, we also prepared a girl’s name. We were planning to use that when our next daughter is born.”

Eri blinked and covered her mouth with both hands as she continued speaking exaggeratedly.

“No way! Our daughter’s name! You didn’t forget it, did you?”

“no.”

I know it’s a joke, but don’t say that even as a joke. I’m afraid my daughter might understand. It’s unlikely, but what if she thinks, ‘My dad is a person who forgets my name!’

“This is Veronica. Veronica Krasius.”

That’s why I quickly told my father-in-law about my daughter’s name.

Veronica, my 12th child and 8th daughter. It was a noisy year-end with the glory of Stefan, the East Danis, the continental donation, the relics of the living saints, and so on, but at the very end of the last, our treasure came like snow. A little angel who came to help us finish the year happily.

Maybe that’s why the corners of my mouth twitched like crazy even though I just said her name. My daughter Veronica. Thank you for making this an unforgettable year-end.

“Veronica. It’s a name that feels soft yet strong. My son-in-law has improved his naming skills after naming so many children.”

“You are too kind.”

Moreover, our Veronica, who was born as a great gift, brought another gift to her. She made her father’s naming skills, which had always been looked down upon, recognized by adults.

It’s touching. How much contempt and disdain I received when I tried to name Titi Beatitudo and nickname Lize Lou. How painful it was when even the ladies pretended not to hear me.

‘Not anymore.’

It was a truly shameful memory. It was time to say goodbye to that ugly and dark past. I am now reborn as the namesmith Karl Krasius.

“That’s too much praise. I made that name up.”

“What.”

However, Eri’s next words made me flinch and tremble.

‘Veronica…was that the name Eri gave you?’

It’s confusing. The name Veronica was created at the same time as Ferenc’s name, so it’s been two or three years already. I remember the result, but who would remember the process in detail?

Especially when naming children, I tend to come up with dozens of candidates and then narrow them down one by one. Who would remember whose idea was which name among those candidates?

“I built it, didn’t I?”

“No, come and hug Veronica. I’m so weak I might miss it.”

Eri’s persecution, not the harassment, made her quickly embrace Veronica.

Perhaps because he had moved from his mother’s arms, to which he was becoming accustomed, to his father’s arms, which he was not familiar with, his crying, which had finally quieted down, became louder again.

But even this crying sound is proof that Veronica is healthy. When I think about it, it sounds like the singing of angels.

***

I heard the news that Eri had given birth to a daughter.

You gave birth to a daughter two years after giving birth to a son. You must be working hard for the prosperity of the Eridu family.

‘I didn’t know I would have two.’

After giving birth to Ferenc, Eri had been whining about being sick for a while. So I thought Eri would only raise Ferenc diligently, but she got pregnant this year and gave birth before the year was out.

They keep joking around and trying to get something out of it. Anyway, it’s hard to keep track of it, whether it’s the past or the present.

‘If this continues, I’ll have a third child next year.’

Eri’s third child. Thinking about that made me laugh without realizing it.

Eri was a junior who had always worried about whether she would ever get married since her days at the Academy. But that junior met a younger man and had a son and a daughter. It was a miraculous story that I would not have believed if I had heard it just a few years ago.

‘I need to work hard too.’

I rubbed my stomach secretly and then drank my tea carefully.

Our fourth child. Unfortunately, she is a year younger than our newly born daughter, but fortunately, we can be friends even with the age difference of one year.

In fact, if you have royal blood or ducal blood, you can be friends with them for up to five years, not just one.

‘After about two or three years, I can take her as my maid.’

Anyway, I was happy that Eri, contrary to my worries, was living as an ordinary wife and mother. If she continued to build up her maternal love like this, she would take good care of the children and become a great member of society who could get along well with other people, right?

Then, after about three years, let’s make Eri a maid at the Crown Princess’ Palace. At that time, our Charlotte will also have to become independent and move to a different palace, not the Empress’ Palace. And if Eri is by Charlotte’s side, she will feel safe.

‘From the head of the Inspectorate to a maid in the Crown Princess’ Palace.’

It’s the personnel arrangement that I decided on, but it’s such an extreme change that it’s almost laughable. If it weren’t for my connection with Eri, I wouldn’t have made this decision.

But there’s nothing I can do about it. Surprisingly, there’s no one who would be as good a maid to Charlotte as Eri.

The only person who Charlotte follows like family and loves like family is Eri.