Morning light poured into the grand room of Count Rohan and Countess Melissa, where 10-month-oldAneria sat in her crib, kicking her soft blankets like a baby queen warming up for mischief.
Today was special.
Today… she discovered her own face.
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A MirrorAnd A Mini Identity Crisis.
Nanny Nina placed a tiny silver mirror in front of her while brushing her soft, snowy white hair.
"There you go, my lady. All pretty."
Aneria looked.
And froze.
Her eyes—
deep, ocean-blue mixed with midnight, glowing like the night sky.
Her hair—
white like winter frost, soft and silky.
Her cheeks—
round, plump, dangerously cute.
Aneria's adult mind screamed:
"HELLO?! WHY AM I THIS GORGEOUS??
WITH THIS FACE, HOW WAS I EVER A SIDE CHARACTER?! THIS IS MAIN CHARACTER MATERIAL!!"
She slapped the mirror.
"Guu—baa!!"
(Translation: I DESERVE MORE SCREEN TIME, LOOK AT ME.)
Nanny Nina giggled.
"Oh, the lady is happy today!"
Happy?
Aneria was having a baby identity crisis.
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Enter: Count Rohan — The Overly Doting Disaster
BOOM!
The door burst open violently.
Count Rohan charged in like a man who believed the world was ending.
"WHERE IS MY BEAUTIFUL BABY?! DID SHE SMILE?! DID SHE BABBLE WITHOUT ME? NINA, REPORT EVERYTHING!"
Aneria blinked.
Rohan dramatically placed a hand over his heart.
"SHE LOOKED AT ME! SHE LOVES ME!!"
He snatched her up instantly, hugging her like a treasure.
"My princess! My angel! My star!!"
Aneria grabbed his nose calmly.
He screamed in joy.
"NINA! SHE TOUCHED ME! THIS IS TRUE LOVE!!"
Aneria stared at him with the tiredness of a 30-year-old office worker.
"Father, please calm down…"
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The Practical Countess Appears
The door opened softly.
Countess Melissa walked in — elegant, composed, and sipping tea like she dealt with this nonsense daily.
"Rohan, why are you shouting again?"
Rohan held Aneria up dramatically.
"MELISSA, LOOK! OUR DAUGHTER SAW HERSELF IN THE MIRROR AND REALIZED SHE IS A GODDESS OF BEAUTY!"
Nina coughed.
"My lady, she only slapped the mirror."
"That's admiration!!" Rohan argued.
Aneria burped.
Rohan gasped.
"DID YOU HEAR THAT?! SHE SAID A WORD!! I THINK SHE SAID 'PAPA'!"
Countess Melissa didn't even blink.
"She said nothing even close to Papa."
"She meant it emotionally!!"
Aneria puffed her cheeks.
"Mother is correct."
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Breakfast Chaos
"Bring her food," Countess Melissa said.
"WAIT!" Rohan protested.
"She must sit with me. She'll say her first word to ME!"
Aneria: "Ma—baaa—"
Rohan: "SEE?! SHE SAID PAPA!!"
Melissa: "Rohan. She didn't."
Aneria blew a spit bubble.
Rohan gasped again.
"She is expressing affection through bubbles!! I AM THE CHOSEN ONE!"
Aneria internally:
"Father, that was literally just spit…"
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Aneria's Final Reflection
Later, as she peeked again into the mirror…
Aneria smiled.
"With this face, this family, and this second life… I am not a side character."
She giggled.
All three adults screamed in joy.
Aneria sighed.
"Yep. My family is insane…
But they're mine."
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