Reincarnated as Duke’s Heir
Copyright© 2025 by TheSmartOne
Chapter 4: Ester & Noah
Lucas’s POV:
‘Lucas, huh? Same name as my first life on Earth. I wonder if that’s just a coincidence.’
I briefly considered it before shrugging off the thought. ‘Meh, who cares? At least I won’t have trouble adjusting to a new name.’
I looked around the chamber. The lavish red-and-gold decor, the flickering candlelight, the expensive furniture—it all screamed nobility. This world definitely wasn’t Earth. And the woman holding me? Her golden eyes seemed to glow like molten fire, her red hair cascading down like burning silk.
“Lucas...” she murmured gently, pulling me closer to her chest.
Wait, wait, wait...
Hold up. Is this what I think it is?
I was an avid reader of novels in my past life, and if this situation was anything like those ... then, damn, I really got reincarnated. And into a family that seemed pretty damn important too.
Not bad. Not bad at all.
Sigh. Well, that’s a whole new set of problems I’m gonna have to deal with.
I was so caught up in my thoughts that I barely noticed I had already latched onto my new mother’s breast. Instinct was a terrifying thing.
But honestly? I didn’t care. I wasn’t about to be one of those reincarnators who got all embarrassed over natural bodily functions. I needed food, I was getting food—simple as that.
While I was busy with my meal, my mother started speaking to the midwife.
“Julie, you’ve done well. Take your reward and rest.” Her voice was soft but carried an undeniable authority.
“Thank you, my Lady. And ... congratulations. He’s a beautiful boy.”
I could hear the relief in Julie’s voice. Almost like she was just happy to be getting out of here in one piece. Was my mother that scary?
Then she added, “Also ... I assume you don’t wish for the household to know just yet?”
Mother nodded. “Not yet. Tell the others outside to return to their duties. They can meet him tomorrow.”
Huh. Hiding my birth? That ... felt like a red flag. First day in this world and I already had potential drama waiting for me? Fantastic.
But Julie just bowed without hesitation. “As you wish, my Lady.”
Interesting. So this wasn’t strange behavior for her. Meaning my mother was usually like this.
Great. I got a mother who was either super cautious or someone high-ranking enough that secrecy was second nature.
As Julie left, Mother sighed and brushed a hand through my small tuft of red hair. “Your father will be here soon,” she murmured, more to herself than me. “He sent word that he found something special for you.”
Wait, what? Already? My old man is out buying gifts for me before I’m even a day old?
Damn, Dad. I respect the enthusiasm.
At that thought, my vision wavered, and I suddenly caught my reflection in a polished silver mirror across the room.
Oh.
Oh.
My eyes ... They weren’t normal. They were a deep, ruby red—glowing faintly, like embers hidden beneath ash.