"Your father..." there was a sense of loss on Grandma’s face. Sisi felt bad because Grandma had been looking so sad all this ti after Sisi told her the real reason for her return.
So, she tried to take back her words, "N-no need to answer that, Grandma. It’s just a silly question that crossed my mind, haha..."
"Your father was a good man, dearest. He might be human, but he genuinely loved your mother. He lived with us for a while and helped your mother to manage the faeries," Grandma recalled the past. "But after your mother died, he was too heartbroken to stay in the faerie land. I didn’t expect him to take you away from us, but I know what his true intention was."
Sisi’s eyes widened. She never expected that answer. She expected Grandma to hate her father, since he took her out of the faerie land and forced her to grow up in human civilization, inside an orphanage that made her life difficult.
"He knew that he couldn’t return to the faerie land if he ever left. But he also knew he had no more place here after your mother died. So, he made a decision to take you out of the faerie land when we were all asleep," Grandma said. "The faeries were angry at him because they all saw you as their darling, their leader, and also my dearest granddaughter, despite being half-human. But I followed his tracks through Roc Forest and realized that he returned to his kingdom, the Barion Kingdom."
"He told us that he was a crown prince who got betrayed by his own brother. He had an ambition to take that crown back, since he is the rightful heir. Then, I felt the earth being prodded by thousands of war horses and soldiers once he took you out of the faerie land.
Not long after that, I could feel his body buried sowhere near Roc Forest, and I had lost track of the situation in human civilization, and we also lost track of you, dearest," Grandma said. "But I know that your father probably wished you to grow up as a princess. So he tried to take back his position as the rightful heir. A civil war broke out, and he got killed in that war."
"And I ended up in an orphanage..." Sisi finished the story as she had already guessed the ending.
She didn’t know if she should be happy to know that her father was the late crown prince who died eighteen years ago, or sad, because she wished that her father was just a normal working man.
If he was just a regular working man, Sisi would at least have grown up with a father. She wouldn’t have had to survive in the orphanage, and she wouldn’t have ended up in Mr. Piker’s house.
In the end, fate really played a cruel joke on her.
"Don’t be sad, dearest. Your mother and father ant well for you. Even if your father made a mistake by taking you away from the faerie land, he did it out of love. He wanted you to grow up pampered in human civilization, to marry and have your own family instead of spending an eternity here, because your late mother..." Grandma sighed as she recalled Sisi’s mother. "... She told that her biggest wish was to see what’s beyond Roc Forest. She could not leave Roc Forest at all since she’s a faerie, and she listened to all the stories your father told her about the outside world."
Sisi nodded weakly.
She felt conflicted about her parents’ relationship and their ’love’ for her. If only they were still alive, she would have a few words about their decisions.
But in the end, she was glad that her parents loved each other. She really thought that she was just a child born out of wedlock, or through the womb of a prostitute and her random client, since there had been far too many stories of them dropping their babies in the orphanage because of sha or out of necessity.
"Thank you for telling everything, Grandma. At least I’m glad that my parents loved each other," Sisi smiled. "And I hope that my na ca from them. Because the caretaker in the orphanage said that I kept muttering ’Si-Si’ when I was just a toddler, and Sisi beca my na."
"Your na?" Grandma grinned happily. "You have a faerie na, dearest. Sisi is basically the ’nickna’ based on your na, since your real na can be complicated for the faeries’ tongues."
"Oh?" Sisi raised her brow. Now she beca even more curious. "Then, can you tell my full faerie na, Grandma?"
Grandma nodded.
She leaned closer and whispered:
"Darling Siselia Silk."
"Siselia... Silk..." Sisi murmured, trying to absorb that na on her palate just to make sure she rembered it clearly.
All this ti, she called herself Sisi because she thought that she was just a no-na orphan girl. So a na was unimportant.
But now that she had discovered her roots, she felt happy knowing her real na.
"Siselia Silk," she murmured once more. "That sounds so... beautiful..."
"Just like you, dearest. You are beautiful and resemble your mother so much," Grandma said. "Now go, I don’t want to keep you any longer."
"I-I promise to return once I make sure that Jojo is cured," Sisi said.
"About that... I will give you ti until the end of spring to finish whatever matters you have in the human world, dearest," Grandma said. "Leaving abruptly might make you feel reluctant, and I don’t want you to resent because I forced you to stay here. But the end of spring is all I can give you, because the faeries... and I... need you in the faerie land."
Sisi’s eyes widened, and then she threw herself into her grandma’s embrace.
She hugged her tightly. "Thank you so much, Grandma. You... you are truly the grandma who loves !"
"Of course I am, dearest. You are my only family in this world after all."
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