Gurge

A trumpet has been blown signifying of an important person. Margaux never used this method before. And this was not even for her but for her son, Roman and Hugh.

Hugh who was clinging to her hand still learning how to walk properly placed his hand on his mouth. A little overwhelmed with the parade from the entrance of the castle.

The king was so happy to welcome his pregnant daughter back.

"The future queen of Novalia!"

Margaux cringed from her father's declaration but her father has always been like this with any achievements he made no matter how little it was.

"Grug?"

He stared at Roman.

"Dad this is not Grug but Roman your-"

Fuck!

"Speak no more! My lost son is back!"

Oh yes! Margaux remembered her older brother. He was about Roman's age when he got killed in a battle.

"Is this why you used the grand entrance little princess?"