Chapter 555: The Rising Sun
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Selma Payne’s POV:
I was speechless for a long ti. My father’s words echoed in my ears.
I was very nervous and even wanted to retreat.
But at the sa ti, I could feel a sense of joy overflowing from the bottom of my heart. They gradually surrounded like honey, making feel sincerely happy.
This was a form of recognition. After exhausting myself with my duty, I finally received the recognition I had been waiting for.
From a weak and self-abased girl in a small town to a powerful crown prince, I had never stopped fighting to fulfill my responsibilities.
There was laughter, sadness, fullness, and loss during this period. But no matter what, at this mont, the last missing piece of the puzzle in my heart was finally filled – recognition.
I believed that I still had a lot to learn about becoming a queen. But just like my father said, maybe it was ti for to stop and examine my arrogance.
There was no end to learning. Perfection was a non-existent contradiction. Why should I use this as an excuse to shrink from the future? Wouldn’t that be irresponsible?
I thought deeply when I suddenly heard a commotion at the door.
It was my mother.
“I knew you two would be here.” My mother walked over kindly and helped tidy my hair. “It seems soone forgot her promise to accompany the children to a picnic this afternoon.”
She gave my father a sidelong glance, which imdiately turned my father from a dignified monarch into a guilty husband.
“Oh… Yes, yes, I did promise the children,” whispered my father. “I almost forgot – but it’s not too late, right?”
My mother burst out laughing. “That’s right. I knew you two workaholics would forget. That’s why I ca to remind you in advance. It’s already eleven o’clock. Bertha has prepared everything for the picnic. Now we only need Grandpa and Mom.”
She seed to have only co to remind us not to forget to have lunch with the children and then left hurriedly.
However, after a few seconds, my mother returned and stood outside the door with a smile. “Regarding what your father said, Selma, I think it’s ti, right? Your father and I are old. Although our bodies are still strong, we have lost our youthful and energetic hearts. Now is the best ti, my daughter. No matter your decision, I will believe in and support you.”
It was only then that I realized that my mother had heard everything.
People always seed especially childish and fragile in front of their mothers. My mother’s words inexplicably softened , and tears unknowingly filled my eyes.
I tried to hold it back, but in the end, I still rushed over to hug my mother.
“Oh, oh, look at you, little girl. You’re already a mother, but you still like to act like a child.” My mother hugged lovingly while my father gently embraced us.
“It’s ti,” I sobbed. “I should shoulder my responsibilities. I shouldn’t run away because I’m not afraid… Father, Mother, I feel happy from the bottom of my heart.”
I saw Aldrich standing in the corridor with the children through my misty eyes. The children held their father’s hand curiously. Their mother’s tears made them feel strange and curious. My husband looked at tenderly. He was there with the children. He was my supre treasure and my strong backing.
We looked at each other and smiled.
The children also laughed. They ran over like swallows in the wind. They pulled their father along and leaned into my arms. They also spoke cutely to their grandparents.
I picked Cynthia up, and she wiped the tears off my face. “Mother, are you going to beco the Queen?”
“I think so, child, but it may take so ti.”
“That’s good.” She smiled and narrowed her eyes. “When you beco the queen, I will beco a princess.”
“You’re a princess now, my dear.”
“That’s different.” Cynthia reasoned with . “Now, everyone calls ‘Your Highness’. I’ll beco ‘Your Royal Highness’ when you beco the Queen. Only then will I be a real princess.”
“Alright, alright, you’re right.” I kissed her, and the other children asked to kiss them.
Maxine ran over with Duke Frank. She was a strong but light wolf. She ran to my side like a gust of wind.
This ti, the spacious door of the study seed a little crowded.
“What happened here? Why are you crying, Selma?”
“I’m crying tears of joy,” I said, stroking her soft fur. She squinted comfortably. “Are you in a hurry? We’ll set off now.”
“I’m not in a hurry,” said Maxine. “It’s the Duke who’s hungry. That’s why we ca to you.”
Duke Frank smiled magnanimously, not knowing if he could accept this obvious lie.
The children had gone to pester their grandfather again, and my father did not hide it. He bluntly said that he had decided to pass the throne to .
The Duke was a little surprised. After all, my father was in his pri. But when his gaze shifted to , he instantly understood.
“We’re all old.” He sighed. “It’s ti to hand over the mission of the era to the new rising sun..”
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