Princess of the Empire

The Following Day —

Knock knock knock…

"Father? May I come in?"

A soft, feminine voice drifted through the heavy doors of the grand hall, delicate yet filled with a warmth that instantly lit up the space like sunlight breaking through the clouds.

"Haha! My little princess! Come in, come in!"

Robin's laughter echoed against the marble pillars as he stood from his throne, his arms spreading open wide in genuine joy. It had been some time since he'd heard that particular voice—and it never failed to fill him with both pride and bittersweet emotion.

"Hehe~ I see you're looking well today, Father! And that hairstyle? Very regal!"