Daughter of the Emperor Chapter 254
Oh, I see.
I was jealous of that child even though I was not a little baby who never got a mother’s love. I finally saw what had been ambiguously appealed to me since Silvia’s gave birth to the twins.
Mother…
Of course, I was not complaining about my situation right now. However, I finally realized what I had been missing from Serira after seeing those two. I did think Serira tried her best to be a mother figure to me, but I already knew what it felt like to be loved by my own mother because of my former life… I wanted to see my mother, although she’s not here.
It was not like I had never experienced a mother’s love before… Perhaps, I was selfish.
ā€œPrincess.ā€
Assisi called me. I calmly organized the ripples of my mind and turned my head.
ā€œLet’s go see Dad.ā€
Assisi couldn’t even ask me back out of the blue. I wanted to smooth out the middle of his forehead with my index finger, but I couldn’t because I was short. Damn it, a chicken instead of pheasants, I held Assisi’s legs and smiled.
ā€œI feel like I haven’t seen daddy in a while.ā€
Since dad and I were close, we ran into each other from time to time besides eating and sleeping, but these days, I didn’t feel comfortable enough to ambulate, so I intentionally avoided him. Something was bothering me, indeed.
Assisi was amazed because he knew me so well.
ā€œAre you all right?ā€
What was he asking? My feelings? What was in my mind? I couldn’t tell anymore.
However, the important thing was…
I would only become more desperate if I continued to desire something I couldn’t possibly have. Whether or not I missed my mother, there were plenty of people who loved me as much as any mother would. People who cared about me for who I was. People who loved me. So then, I shouldn’t ask for more.
ā€œAssisi, you’ll make an excellent father someday.ā€
Assisi nodded upon hearing my words.
ā€œDo you think so?ā€
ā€œYes, I do.ā€
I was being sincere, but Assisi’s expression has subtly changed. Then he held me in his arms and smiled. It was a smile that looked empty somewhere.
ā€œWhat a pity.ā€
ā€œWhy?ā€
ā€œThere’s no chance I’ll ever be a father.ā€
Huh? Why not? I stared at him as if asking him what that meant, and Assisi smiled again.
ā€œShall we go inside now?ā€