Relief flooded my chest. I smiled and burrowed myself in my mother's bosom again. She kissed the crown of my head.
"Mother, you're not angry or upset with us, are you?" I asked her.
"It's not a common thing indeed, but our culture believes if two women take each other as a spouse, it is because they were fated lovers from their past lives, and no one shall interrupt the harmony of their union."
I looked at her in gratitude. It meant so much that she accepted it wholeheartedly.
"Now, I know why my father is still in love with you. He never wishes to marry another woman," I murmured. I could almost see her smile. The elder Queen was thinking about her future husband. A man she had never met. Although we were not biologically related in this lifetime, I felt like we were already mother and daughter in heart and spirit.
"He must be a great man."