Oh no! After I Reincarnated, My Moms Became Son-cons! Book 8: Chapter 25

Poems and songs are nice things. Its just that I havent heard any of them since coming here. The annual eting banquet wasnt a dance ball, but a banquet where everyone was seated separately. Everyone would then write a poem to recite, so it could be considered a very literature and art oriented gathering.

Poetry in this world isnt different to the ones from the world I ca from, because their text has sothing which resembles letters. However, their pronunciation contains a degree of level and oblique tones. Poetry needs to rhy, and the number of words used must be equal. While the requirents arent high, its not possible to just write them with the click of a finger, either.

Composing poetry is comparable to drawing for the Empress. Its a little difficult for her Im standing at the entrance to her room in the inner court right now. Im here to console her in na, while Im here to ensure she doesnt act restlessly and whimsically, in actuality. As Vyvyan can move around freely, Elizabeth goes to the outer palace every mont shes free to avoid letting Vyvyan have ti alone with . In reality, however, Vyvyan doesnt get the opportunity. Lucia and Nier cling to during the day, and then the two of them cling to at night; consequently, I basically dont have ti to be alone with Vyvyan.

But despite that, my two moms will still do everything to get close to , so I can only get her to compose her poem in peace by standing at the entrance of her room. That said, I now feel that mom isnt struggling to compose a poem, because shes restless and whimsical, as she doesnt want to compose a poem, but that shes being restless because she cant think of anything.

Mom looked at her pen and paper in front of her. It feels as though asking her to compose a poem is tougher on her than asking her to draw. Well, I guess thats not right, since Mom is very happy to draw as its what she wants to do. Composing poems wasnt sothing she wanted to do, though That would explain why Mom keeps looking left and right and even playing with the feather on her pen all day.

I placed the book in my hand down. I looked at Mom, who was bored out of her skin, and said, Mom, hurry up and compose your poem. You have to read it out tonight.

Mom looked at and smiled helplessly to reply, But Mommy doesnt want to compose a poem Mommy is horrible at this sort of stuff. Mommy never paid attention during any of these classes when Mommy was young. Mommy either wagged lessons or angered the teacher until they left, so Mommy regrets it now

It sounds as though Mom was a very mischievous princess when she was young. But I guess it makes sense. After all, if she wasnt mischievous, she wouldnt have run to the elves alone and got taken back by them.

I looked at Mom then opened the book I was reading and replied, It doesnt seem as if the requirents are very high to . Why cant you compose a poem, Mom? And nobody will say anything even if you do make a mistake or two.

You cant say that. Mommys poems will be saved so Mommy must compose a good one. Thats why Mommy burns Mommys drawings

Oh, so mom is aware of her limitations

Mom patted her thigh, and then looked at with a bright look in her eyes. I knew what she wanted. I walked over and sat on her lap

Why do I feel as though Im a dog?

Mom hugged from behind then reached for her pen and nodded with satisfaction. She said, This does give a reassuring feeling, all right. Mommy can compose in peace now, but Mommy doesnt know what to write

I looked at the blank sheet, Is it hard? You should be able to compose one soon with your skills, Mom.

Writing a four line one isnt a problem, but the important part about poetry is being able to express your inner feelings. Mommy values Mommys feelings. If Mommy cant express them, the poem is aningless.

Why does it sound as though its Moms excuse to ?

Your Majesty, Prince, Your majesty ah

A maid ca in and was stunned to see us like this. I, however, cared nothing for sha. The two of us looked at the maid naturally without getting flustered. Mom asked, Whats wrong? Did sothing co up?

The maid looked at us with a dumbstruck and replied, Ah Sorry, Your Majesty, Miss Freya wanted to borrow His Majesty for a bit.

Mom nodded. I walked to the door then quickly turned my head around to look at Mom, Dont go running off when Im not around, Mom. When I co back, I will be checking to see what youve done. If you havent finished by then, Ill be having dinner with Mommy Vyvyan tonight.

!!

Mom revealed an astonished expression.

I think I went a little overboard with my threat but seeing mom imdiately sit straight up and think seriously, I think its all right. After all, I can choose not to go to tonights banquet and let Elizabeth deal with all the people from the vassal states, while I eat with Mommy Vyvyan. That was the scariest thing to Elizabeth.

After leaving Her Majestys room, I noticed that the maid next to kept looking at with a very odd gaze.

Should I prove to her that Im her biological son and not her lover or sothing? Whats wrong with a mother hugging her child?! Whats the problem?!

Freya didnt ask to see for anything important. She just wanted to confirm who would hold power once Her Majesty and Her Highness went off to hunt. There was also the question of having the Valkyries act as guards, since I couldnt let my condition on full-moon nights get exposed. As such, all Valkyries will be stationed inside the palace, and Ill have Alice guard this floor for safety sake.

Alice may not serve , but she is Her Majestys bodyguard units captain, so she should be Her Majestys most trusted person.

I had Nier and Lucia go with my two Moms to have so fun. Staying in the city would be a little too restrictive for them. I can handle things here alone. I dont have ti to go out to play with them. With the Empress here now, the Valkyries werent so free.

After finishing discussions with Freya and delegating tasks, I went back to Her Majestys room. To my surprise, Mom had finished composing her poem. She cheerfully handed the sheet of paper when she saw co in and said, Here, here, here, Son, take a look. Mommy has finished.

I took the sheet of paper.

I cant help but admire Mom. It was just as I expected. Mom can do anything she puts her mind to.

The soldiers have withdrawn their army and horses at the Southern mountain.

The four seas have been settled and there is nothing left to be worried about.

When will I be able to spend my days with my son,

Gazing at the snow in the north until I grow old?

Wow

What do I think?

You could pass this off as a love poem, dont you think? I dont think Elizabeth intended for it to be one though. She just wanted to keep her son company until old age, thats all.

Not bad. I can understand your thoughts, too, Your Majesty. I will ensure that you can live the life of a mother in the future.

Elizabeth didnt reveal a cheerful smile. Instead, she silently nodded and revealed a sad expression. She smiled helplessly and replied, I knew I wasnt good with composing poems Didnt I just completely fail to express my feelings?

Glossary

*Level and oblique tones refers to the tonal nature of the Chinese language.