Become a Little Princess for My Beloved Father

That night, in her room, little Magdalene lay on her bed. The two maids who attended to her decided to leave after ensuring she was asleep. As soon as they stepped out, Magdalene immediately opened her eyes. It seemed she had only been pretending to sleep.

The little girl let out a soft sigh and observed her entire room.

"Such a little girl who has everything. Maybe this is what they call the life of a princess," she thought to herself.

Every now and then, Magdalene touched her forehead and murmured softly, "The fever has gone down. Thank goodness."

"I don't understand why I became a child again after dying. I guess God was still kind enough to let me live, even if it means becoming a little girl again."

"Besides..."

Magdalene recalled what happened when she first opened her eyes. Her face turned red with embarrassment, and the little girl rolled around on her bed, acting flustered.

"I'm so embarrassed! So embarrassed!"

"I don't know why this child is so spoiled with her father. Kyaa~"

"But... but if you had a father that handsome, with a killer smile like that, wouldn't anyone want to be pampered?"

She took a moment to calm herself before getting serious again. Getting up from her bed and walking around her spacious room, little Magdalene stopped in front of a large mirror—the very thing that made her realize her situation before.

"This is little Magdalene's face."

As she touched the mirror, Magdalene saw the reflection of a beautiful career woman with a tall figure, adorned with expensive accessories, and her hair flowing freely—just like she had been before she died. It was only an illusion, a mere shadow of her past self, yet it carried a painful reality.

"I think I should try to forget the bad memories. I'm no longer that miserable woman who suffered because she failed to get married."

"I am now a little girl with a normal life and a handsome father."

She fell silent for a moment before starting to think again.

"Aliester Hohenzollern is this child's father. At least I know that because this child's full name is Magdalene Hohenzollern."

"The only daughter Aliester has. I remember something happening before this. Little Magdalene cried in the rain and went to a greenhouse."

"She... no longer has a mother."

"I recall a memory where little Magdalene cried while hugging a gravestone, and the name inscribed there must have been her mother's—Helene Roseberg."

"I know this little girl has gone through a difficult time. And Aliester himself must have suffered greatly. It's tragic, but I can't even imagine being in his position."

"His wife passed away, and now, his beloved daughter has been replaced by me, someone who is no better. I'm just as pitiful. Unable to get married, dying young after witnessing my wretched fiancé enjoying himself with a cheap woman."

A scowl formed on little Magdalene's face, revealing her true emotions—the bitterness of someone who died in misfortune. But only for a moment. Soon, her face softened into sadness.

"Magdalene, I'm sorry for taking over your body like this. I truly hope you're still alive somewhere."

"Forgive me for lying to your father. He is a kind and loving man. He would be devastated if he knew his beloved daughter had been replaced by a wretched woman like me."

"Don't worry. I will try my best to protect this body of yours. I will act kindly before your father so he won't worry."

Magdalene returned to her bed and thought, "By the way, I don't know how long this child's mother has been gone. The only memories I have are from recent events."

"I wonder how Aliester has been handling it. Has he still not moved on from Helene?"

"I don't know how to put this, but... has Aliester ever considered taking a new wife?"

"Hmm?"

"This is difficult. Magdalene herself seems to love her mother dearly. She needs a mother figure. I doubt a child this young can grow up without one."

"Maybe in my previous world, children could be stronger. But from what I've read in novels and comics, a King must always have a Queen to solidify his position."

"What should I do moving forward, besides being Magdalene?"

Lying back down, the beautiful little girl began to feel drowsy.

"I will... start being little Magdalene. This... is for Aliester."

"For the happiness of the father... and Magdalene, too. Let's... push forward a little more..."

"I will be... a good daughter to my beloved father..."

Magdalene drifted into sleep and dreamed. That night, a particular dream came to her.

"I want Mommy. Can I have Mommy's warm embrace again?"

The dream was sweet yet sorrowful. The voice belonged to a spoiled little girl, longing for the shadow of a mother whose figure was unclear. That child was none other than little Magdalene, looking joyful in her dream.

"Ah, this is such a beautiful dream," murmured the career woman, now standing on the other side, witnessing the dream unfold.

In the dream, the deceased career woman watched little Magdalene smiling, laughing, and happy in the arms of a beautiful woman with long hair and blue eyes—a woman with an elegant and gentle demeanor, someone so mesmerizing that she was unforgettable.

"Is that Helene? Could it be? She's breathtaking."

She kept watching the dream until morning came, and little Magdalene awoke with tears on her cheeks. As she sat up, she noticed the morning sunlight streaming in through the gap in her curtains.

Wiping her tears, Magdalene made a decision.

"Let's do this!" she declared.

A knock on the door was heard, followed by the voices of the two maids, Viona and Selina.

Selina, a maid with shoulder-length brown hair and a sweet face, smiled and greeted her, "Good morning, Your Highness."

Viona, a maid with long black hair tied with a ribbon, addressed her with a gentle voice, "Good morning. Did you have a pleasant dream, Your Highness?"

Magdalene put on an innocent smile and replied cheerfully, "Good morning! Magda had a wonderful dream~"

"That's good to hear. Let us help you get dressed, Your Highness. His Majesty the King might visit your room again."

"Really~? Magda wants to see Daddy!!"

Magdalene happily took both maids' hands and allowed them to dress her. After changing into a lovely little gown and adorning her silky black hair with a fragrant ribboned headband, she was ready to start her new day as Princess Magdalene Hohenzollern.

Just minutes after she had finished dressing—after spending nearly thirty minutes getting ready—a knock was heard at the door.

Viona smiled and said to Magdalene, "That might be His Majesty, Your Highness."

"Kyaaa~" was the adorable reaction of the five-year-old girl.

She ran to the door, and when the person who entered turned out to be none other than Aliester, accompanied by his Head Butler, Ryan, Magdalene didn't hesitate to leap into her father's arms.

"Daddy~"

"Good morning, my sweet Magda," Aliester greeted as he embraced his daughter in return.

Thus, father and daughter began their new morning with a heartwarming surprise.

"I will be a good daughter for Aliester. This is for Magdalene as well. And about that dream... I will make little Magda the happiest child in the world!"