Harry had an extrely cold expression. Anyone who saw his face would think that he had probably just been dumped by his girlfriend, fired from his job, and ostracized by everyone he knew.
Harry had multiple thoughts flashing through his head. What happened was just a rude awakening to him. He had beco slightly complacent, and let his guard down around his mother and Aoi.
He felt like slapping himself. He had made a huge mistake. It was okay because he had managed to convince them and had realized his mistake. What would have happened otherwise?
His hard work over the past few days would have all crumbled into nothingness and he could have probably lost his chance to beco a world dominator before he even properly started to take the chance. He would've had to kill his mother, which would only raise a barrage of more problems in the future.
Harry morphed his expression back into a happy and bright smile and withdrew from their hug. He said with a soft smile that made him look extrely charming, "Rember mom. I have been, am, and will always be your lovely son."
His mom nodded with genuine relief and happiness in her expression, while Aoi felt like hitting herself for ever doubting Harry.
Maybe because she had too much free ti on her hands, she had beco extrely paranoid nowadays. She should've been the one convincing Harry's mom that her doubts were all just purely false imaginations. Instead, she joined Harry's mom and actually doubted on Harry, the person she loved so much.
[Authors Note : Well yeah, she loved him. Surprise! I an I already told you in the start, didn't I? Maybe I didn't.]
Aoi felt extrely guilty as she dragged Harry's mom away from the throne room, unable to look at Harry staright in the eye due to all the outright outrageous things that Harry's mom had said to Harry, which she supported blindly.
As soon as his mom and Aoi exited the throne room, Harry collapsed onto the throne out of exhaustion.
It took a great deal of ntal effort on his side for him to be able to mould his expressions in a matter of seconds like that.
If he was already expecting the situation, then he probably wouldn't have drained such amounts of his energy trying to act while coming up with lies spontaneously, as he would have already prepared them all.
Harry sighed and looked at the ceiling of the throne room, considering what he would do next.
Authors note:
This chapter has been rewritten. All comnts for it are for the previous version of this chapter. Please wait patiently as I rewrite the next chapters too.
For live updates of chapter rewrite status, join my discord server.
Reviews
All reviews (0)