How to Be a Dark Hero’s Daughter

“Lady.”

A hoarse voice sounded from the alley.

Ah?

I looked around and looked up. A bony hand pointed at me from the alley.

“You look like a precious young lady. Come here. What a pretty hair color.”

A thin hand gripped my wrist tightly. At that moment, a shiver ran down my back.

“You have to know your destiny from a very young age so that you can cope with the future. Come on, there is a very famous fortune teller. Come here, don’t be afraid.”

The person took a step out of the shadows. It was a woman, her face hidden under a hood. I twisted my hand and pulled it off.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. Don’t be afraid.”

I ran away from the rake-like hand that was trying to catch me. I passed several blocks without hesitation.

‘Did she go?’

I turned my head nervously and saw the window of a toy store.

I looked into the window store for a moment. It was the same store. The dream of my whole life. Nevertheless, now nothing attracted me there.

‘My balloon is better.’

I lost interest and turned away.

‘…Uh?’

And suddenly I realized that I was lost.

Then suddenly I realized that I was lost. Where was the dressing room?

‘White roof, white roof.’

The building has a smooth roof and looks like white marble. But all the buildings here look the same.

‘This dress is not mine.’

I dressed up and left without a word. My heart suddenly dropped.

‘Uh, what should I do?’

Then a man hit me and passed me by. I was pushed back three steps.

“Look where you are going!”

The man barked.

‘It hurts…’

I wanted to cry. What can I do? I have to find my way back. But how? It was dark before my eyes.

“Oh!”

Something flashed past my eyes. Something black.

‘What is this, a bird?’

Then a carriage stopped in front of me. It was a pitch-black carriage with gold leaf trim. I remembered that somewhere I saw such a carriage. The door opened.

‘Collen?’

Collen was the one who got out of the carriage. I wanted to rub my eyes.

Could I be imagining it? There cannot be two such beautiful men in the world at the same time.

“It’s you.”

Collen whispered looking down at me.

“I saw a pretty girl, as an angel standing there, and it turned out to be you.”

“…Duke.”

I swallowed dry saliva.

I know he was joking, but I wanted to cry, not laugh. Collen picked me up in his gloved hands.

“Are you running away already?”

I wondered how he recognized me.

That’s also true, because the last thing Collen saw me was a few days ago, as a beggar girl who looked like a scruffy crow.

“I heard you were at the dresser’s.”

“Yes. I ran away while Marianne went to change. I was looking for my balloon.”

“Balloon?”

“Jade… The balloon he gave me. He gave it to me this morning, I promised I would keep it. And I lost it…”

“What nonsense. You can always buy a new balloon.”

Depression gripped me. You can buy a new balloon, but you cannot buy a second ‘first gift of your life’. Although I was still glad to see Duke.

I returned to the dressing room in Collen’s arms. This was the first time a grown man hugged me.

The workers were surprised.

“Miss! I was very surprised by your sudden disappearance. I had to call the police.”

“I went to find my balloon.”

“Another client told us to open all windows. I’m sorry, young lady.”

I think I know who this client was. The beautiful blonde walked right up to Collen.

‘Lady Rose?’

I instinctively noticed. She was Lady Rosé.