Chapter 160: His Highness Has Done It Again— Yoga Classes For Rossweise

"What story do you want to hear?", Leon asked.

"Anything, I'll listen to whatever you tell."

'Oh my, what a sweet little mouth.'

Leon was so happy with the sweetness that the resentment in his heart faded quite a bit.

He thought for a moment and quickly came up with a story to tell.

Honestly, he had plenty of stories in his head — after all, storytelling is a basic skill for a dad who takes care of kids.

"Then I'll tell you a story called The Little Dragon Crosses the River."

"Okay."

"Once upon a time, there was a little dragon who wanted to cross a small river, but the current was very strong, and she was afraid she'd be swept away. So she asked a big dragon passing by, and the big dragon said the water was shallow, and she could cross easily."

"Then the little dragon asked a squirrel nearby, but the squirrel said the water was very deep and too dangerous. The little dragon hesitated, she —"

Rossweise suddenly spoke, "Wait a minute, I have a question."

"What?"

"Why can the squirrel talk?"

"..."

"And why doesn't the little dragon just cross a bridge?"

"This..."

"Why didn't the big dragon just carry her across? This story is really heartbreaking, tell another one."

Sure enough, adults just can't understand the romance of children.

Leon thought for a moment and switched to another story.

"Then the next story is called The Crow Drinks Water."

"Okay."

"There was a crow who was very thirsty and happened to see a bottle with water in it. But the bottle's mouth was too small, and there was too little water — its beak couldn't reach it. After thinking for a while, the crow had an idea. It flew to the riverbank, picked up a lot of stones, and dropped them into the bottle. This way, the water level rose, and the crow successfully drank the water. This story tells us —"

"Wait, I have another question."

"...What?"

Rossweise tilted her head, her beautiful silver eyes staring seriously, and asked, "If the crow could fly to the river, why didn't it just drink from the river? Why carry stones back to fill the bottle?"

"Uh... maybe it has... OCD?", Leon's explanation sounded weak.

"Why? Is the river dirty? Because the little dragon dirtied it earlier when crossing?"

What kind of crossover event was this? A plot twist he never saw coming.

Leon sighed, "Rossweise, is it really that hard to keep a little childlike wonder?"

"Hmph, if you don't want to tell me a proper story, just say so. And you say I don't have childlike wonder."

'Is it me not telling the story properly? It's clearly you not listening properly.'

Telling stories to Rossweise, who came here with the purpose of tormenting him, was pure self-torture.

Just as he was lamenting, the bed shifted, and Rossweise squirmed, turning her back to Leon.

'Phew~', Leon secretly breathed a sigh of relief, 'Looks like tonight's ordeal might finally be over.'

The bedroom quieted down, with only the ticking of the clock filling the silence.

Leon turned over, adjusted to a more comfortable sleeping position, and slowly closed his eyes.

Drowsiness crept up, and Leon yawned.

He didn't know how much time passed, but he had already drifted into a half-sleeping, half-awake state — he even saw the donkey from his master's house in his dreams.

But at that moment, the voice of the dragoness suddenly rang out again from behind him.

"I want to eat an apple."

Leon hummed vaguely, pretending not to hear.

But in the next second, a jade-like foot pressed against his waist, and her voice rang out clearly,

"I want to eat an apple."

The soft foot clung tightly to his waist, her nimble toes playfully wiggling back and forth, completely banishing Leon's sleepiness.

He let out a heavy sigh — he'd sighed more tonight than he had all week — slowly turned around, reached out, and pinched Rossweise's cheek, gently turning her head toward the wall clock.

"Tell me, Melkvei, what time is it now?"

"3:20 a.m," Rossweise's mouth was pinched into an "O" shape, but she still obediently answered.

"So, at 3:20 a.m., what kind of apple are you even eating?", Leon was on the verge of breaking down.

He finally understood why Rossweise told him during the day, 'If you've got the guts, don't come to bed.'

It wasn't a threat — it was a warning.

Now, great, she'd tormented him until 3 a.m., and he still hadn't gotten any sleep.

"If you don't give me an apple, I'm going to make a fuss," Now that was a threat.

'Damn it, what exactly does marriage bring to men?'

Leon had no choice but to lift the blanket, get out of bed, and go get an apple and a fruit knife.

He returned to the bedside, turned on the lamp, and carefully peeled the apple.

The peel fell off in one continuous, thin strip, without breaking halfway through.

Rossweise raised her brow, "Nice knife skills."

"Thanks for the compliment, I used to peel apples for a donk—"

"Shut up," Rossweise shot him a glare, took the apple from his hand, and took a bite.

It was sweet and crisp and delicious.

She leaned against the headboard, holding the apple with both hands, eating it bite by bite, very seriously.

Although Leon couldn't understand why she was so serious about eating an apple, after all these days, he'd learned one thing:

When it comes to pregnant women, don't ask.

"I'm full, you can finish the rest," Rossweise handed the half-eaten apple to Leon.

Leon looked down, 'It is exactly half.'

'Oh, so she ate so seriously just to leave exactly half?'

'What was the point of that—'

'Forget it. When it comes to pregnant women, don't ask.'

Leon took the apple and bit into it.

The flesh was sweet — he wasn't sure if it was the apple's flavor or the lingering scent of Rossweise's lips.

In fact, this wasn't the first time Leon had finished Rossweise's leftovers recently.

Pregnant cravings were strange — they came fast and disappeared even faster.

It felt wasteful to throw unfinished food away, so the couple just shared it.

Leon bit into the apple, freeing up his hands to clean up the peel and knife.

Meanwhile, the well-fed pregnant lady had already snuggled back into bed.

Leon glanced at her, 'This time, surely, the night's torment is over, right?'

By chance, he spotted a partially open drawer in the nightstand.

Inside, there seemed to be a form.

Leon took it out and saw it was a pregnancy yoga class registration form.

His thoughts drifted back to two months ago, when he and Rossweise went to Sky City to buy supplements and met her sister, Isa, who helped her sign up.

It was said to be yoga suitable for women over three months pregnant.

But Rossweise had never brought it up.

Looking at the form in his hand, Leon's mind stirred.

'If you don't sleep at night, you must be too idle during the day. Hmph, dragon lady, you've tormented me so much — we'll balance the scales.'

———

The next morning, Rossweise stood on the balcony, looking towards the backyard of the sanctuary.

The sisters Noah and Luna were playing a snowball fight with the maids there, their faces brimming with innocent and joyful smiles.

And the queen, who was confined to her room, could only stand here and silently watch this scene.

Sigh!

In the past, when others pulled her to play snowball fights, she disdained it;

Now, when she herself wanted to play, she couldn't step out of the sanctuary's door.

'Damn it, this is all Leon Casmodeous's fault.'

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be pregnant; if she weren't pregnant, she wouldn't be locked up in the sanctuary by the head maid to nurture the fetus during this beautiful winter.

Rossweise thought angrily, if she ever went out, she would definitely build a snowman named Leon, and after building it, she'd give it a good kick, stomping it into pieces!

'Ah~'

'Just imagining that scene feels so satisfying.'

Rossweise closed her eyes and visualized the scene, and her mood immediately improved a little.

But speaking of Leon, she hadn't seen him all morning, 'Where has he gone to cook up trouble this time?'

Just as she was thinking, the door moved.

The footsteps were a bit messy, sounding like there were probably three people.

Rossweise stepped towards the door, and sure enough, besides Leon and Anna, there was also a member of the maid team.

Her name was Milan, a gentle and thoughtful girl.

Before Rossweise could even ask what this was about, she saw Anna walk over holding a registration form, her face looking a bit guilty.

"Your Majesty, so you've always wanted to do yoga? It was Anna's negligence, not considering Your Majesty's needs."

Rossweise was stunned, blinking her eyes, "When did I say I wanted to do yoga?"

"Huh? Your Majesty doesn't remember? Didn't you and His Highness sign up for a prenatal yoga class when you went to Sky City a while ago?"

As she spoke, Anna handed over the registration form for the yoga class, "I checked the registration date, it should be around when Your Majesty was just two months pregnant, right?"

"Ah... yes... but this—"

"Then it seems His Highness was right, after all, no one understands each other better than a married couple."

Anna's tone carried a bit of envy, mixed with the helplessness of a dedicated maid.

No matter how much she cared for Her Majesty and worried about her, she still couldn't compare to Her Majesty's pillow-side partner~

Rossweise narrowed her silver eyes slightly, pondering over Anna's words, "His Highness was right."

'That damn man is talking nonsense again.'

She turned her gaze to the side, looking at Leon.

Only to see the dragon slayer standing there with his arms crossed, looking completely amused by the situation.

'Alright, alright, Casmodeous, with that attitude, you're basically admitting you stirred up trouble, huh?'

'Tonight, I'll make sure to shut your big mouth!'

"Ever since Your Majesty started nurturing the fetus, all the big and small affairs of the Silver Dragon Clan have been fully entrusted to me. His Highness told me this morning that Your Majesty didn't bring up yoga because she was worried I'd be too busy."

Anna said, "But, Your Majesty, no matter how busy Anna is, I would never overlook Your Majesty's needs. Your Majesty can just speak up at any time."

"This morning, after His Highness came to me about the yoga matter, I immediately thought of Milan. Before she joined the maid team, she had many years of yoga experience and can completely meet Your Majesty's needs."

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