Reincarnated as Duke’s Heir
Copyright© 2025 by TheSmartOne
Chapter 6: Mother
As Lucas walked toward the dining hall, his mind raced with thoughts of how to convince his mother to let him start training.
‘I have to persuade her today. I can’t keep living like this, knowing how dangerous this world truly is.’he thought, his brows furrowing deeply.
As he considered whether acting like the adorable five-year-old he was might sway her, his train of thought was interrupted by Annie’s voice.
“Young master, we’ve arrived.”
Lucas nodded and stepped through the massive double doors, their center adorned with the symbol of the Ignis—a fiery insignia that pulsed as if it were truly ablaze.
‘Everything here is fire.’Lucas mused absentmindedly. ‘Even the air in this mansion feels warmer than normal.’
I guess it’s pretty logical for a family known as the The Children Of Fire.
The dining hall was as grand as expected, massive in scale, with deep crimson walls that bordered on black in certain areas. The decor was lavish yet intimidating, reflecting the sheer power of the Crimson Mansion. But what stood out the most—at least to Lucas—was the gigantic portrait of himself hanging on the right wall.
Seriously? He sighed, shaking his head for what had to be the hundredth time at the sight of that utterly unnecessary painting.
‘Why me? Why is there a huge portrait of me, but none of Father?’ he wondered, though he already knew there was no point in asking. His mother was simply that kind of person.
Pushing aside his frustration, Lucas took his seat at the long dining table and greeted his mother with as much composure as he could muster.
“Hello, Mother.”
Annie, as always, stood quietly behind him, giving a respectful bow to the Lady of Crimson.
Ester smiled warmly. “My little fire, don’t you want to give your mother a hug and a kiss first?” she teased, a playful glint in her eyes.
Lucas groaned. “Mother, no, please ... I have something important to discuss today.” He tried to put on a serious face, but with his round cheeks and youthful features, the effect was ... debatable.
Ester tilted her head slightly, watching her son with amusement. Lucas had always been far too intelligent for his age, sharp and observant beyond reason.
He never cried or complained about anything. Well—except when it came to training or wanting to leave the estate. Then, he was like a raging wildfire, relentless and unyielding. The only way to pacify him was with a Fire Essence Potion.
Just as she thought about offering one today, Lucas interrupted her.
“I won’t be bribed with Fire Essence today, Mother. Just so you know.”
Ester choked. “Cough—cough—”
Did he just read my mind?!
Recovering, she waved her hand elegantly. “Alright, my dear. Tell me what you want. I will do my best to please you.”
Lucas took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment. ‘Okay. Now or never.’
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