Chapter 213: Fangirling Anna

The usually quiet Silver Dragon Sanctuary had unexpectedly gained some warmth.

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"Eh eh, did you see that? His Majesty and the Prince Consort are working together over there!"

"Wow, really! I've never seen them sit on the throne together before."

"Looks like we need to get a bigger throne made."

"When did they start? This morning?"

"Yeah, this morning. They've been stuck together all day! Ugh, I only just noticed before getting off work. If I had known, I would have applied to work as a cleaner in the sanctuary today. That way, I could have watched for hours!"

"..."

The maids hid in a corner of the Silver Dragon Sanctuary, secretly shipping their CP(Couple-pairing).

The probability of Her Majesty the Queen and the Prince Consort appearing together was actually quite low. Most of the time, one of them was handling affairs in the sanctuary, while the other was in the backyard taking care of the children.

But today, not only had they spent the entire day together, but they were also working side by side.

This was a clear sign that their relationship had deepened once again.

CP fans could always spin an entire romantic drama from just one scene.

Whether Rossweise and Leon's relationship had truly deepened or not was debatable. But one thing was for sure, the throne beneath them had definitely warmed up.

Rossweise had to admit, that little maid from earlier was right, they really should get a bigger throne.

The maids huddled in the corner, continuing to fangirl in secret. Suddenly, the head maid's voice came from behind them.

"What are you all doing here instead of getting off work?"

"Head Maid? Shhh~", A young maid gestured for silence while beckoning Anna, who had arrived late, to come closer.

Anna was confused but still walked over and followed the young maid's gaze. The moment she saw what they were looking at, her eyes widened in surprise.

"They're sitting that close together?", Anna murmured in amazement.

"Head Maid, weren't you in the sanctuary today? You just noticed too?", the young maid asked.

"No, I went out to patrol the borders today. I just got back."

After a brief pause, the usually stern Anna muttered begrudgingly, "If I had known, I would have stayed in the sanctuary today..."

Hearing this, the young maids secretly let out a sigh of relief.

They had thought Anna was going to scold them for slacking off and only caring about their CP.

But it turned out—the head maid was the biggest fangirl among them.

Maybe they should rename the maid group to "Lady Melkvei and Lord Casmodeous's Official Fan Club."

At that moment, on the throne, Rossweise glanced out the window at the setting sun.

She put away the documents she hadn't finished processing and tidied her hair by her ear, "That's enough for today."

"Oh, okay."

Both of them stood up together.

Just as Rossweise sighed in relief, she caught sight of the group in the sanctuary's corner out of the corner of her eye.

The maids, realizing they had been caught, instantly scattered at lightning speed.

Only Anna was left standing in place, utterly bewildered.

'W-Wait... Why did they run away so fast? They must have slacked off at work a lot before to get this good at escaping after fangirling!'

"Anna," The queen's voice echoed through the grand Silver Dragon Sanctuary.

Anna immediately snapped out of her thoughts, nodded slightly, and respectfully replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"How was the border patrol?"

"Everything went smoothly. The border territories are stable. I will submit the patrol report to you tomorrow, Your Majesty."

"Good. Go get some rest."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Anna let out a quiet breath of relief. But just as she turned around and was about to take a step, Rossweise's voice called out again.

"Wait a moment, Anna."

"Is there anything else, Your Majesty?", Anna asked.

Rossweise's gaze wavered slightly. She glanced at Leon beside her, then looked back at Anna, making sure her tone remained as calm as before, "The Prince Consort and I were only working together."

Anna blinked in confusion, "Uh... Yes, I understand, Your Majesty."

"It was just work."

"Mm... Your Majesty doesn't need to explain to me."

Actually, Anna wanted to add, 'I totally get it.'

But after hesitating for a moment, she decided against it.

Because Her Majesty already seemed a little flustered. If she added a I totally get it now, wouldn't that just make the Queen even more embarrassed and defensive?

Even though Anna had been tactful, Rossweise's icy face still cracked slightly.

'Damn it.'

She had only wanted to casually explain why she and Leon were sitting together. She definitely wasn't using work as an excuse to stick close to the Prince Consort. They were only working together—just working, just working.

...But why did it feel like the more she explained, the worse it sounded?

Leon gently tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Stop talking. If you keep going, your maids are going to imagine an even bigger love story."

Rossweise closed her eyes in exasperation, shook her head, then composed herself and said, "Alright. Anna, go rest. See you tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Anna bowed and retreated.

Rossweise let out a long breath of relief and turned to Leon, "Let's head back too. We need to prepare dinner for the kids."

"Mm."

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At the dinner table, Leon held Little Light in his arms, spoon-feeding her a nutrient milkshake.

'The little one has already grown teeth. In a few more days, she should be able to eat some solid food.'

As he marveled at how quickly dragon babies grew, Leon casually said, "Little Light, say 'Papa.'"

"Ah wa ah wa~"

The familiar baby talk again.

Leon wasn't sure if ah wa ah wa meant Papa, but judging by the number of syllables, probably not.

Rossweise slowly ate her dinner and glanced at the father-daughter duo, "You want her first word to be 'Papa' that badly?"

"Tch, this isn't about what I want."

The queen raised an eyebrow, intrigued, "Oh?"

"It's that her first word must be 'Papa.' Whether I want it or not is irrelevant."

The sheer confidence of this man almost made Rossweise roll her eyes to the heavens.

'Idiot. I've been stalling you all day, and you didn't even notice,' she thought smugly. Then she said, "Just wait. Little Light's first word will definitely be 'Mama.'"

With that, Rossweise leaned forward and gently pinched Little Light's tiny tail, "Right, Little Light? Say 'Mama.' Ma"

And in response, Little Light answered once again, "Ah wa ah wa~"

Alright, so in baby language, ah wa ah wa was neither Papa nor Mama.

Listening to her parents argue, Luna suddenly lifted her small head, "Why can't she say 'Big Sister' first? Little Light, say 'Big Sister!'"

"Ah wa ah wa~"

"Mama, is Little Light a parrot?", Luna asked seriously.

Rossweise scratched her head and laughed, "Ahaha, I guess she can only say that one thing for now."

The pink-eyed baby looked at her pretty mom, then at her dad holding her, then at her not-much-older second sister. Finally—

"Ah wa ah wa~"

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The Melkvei family encountered something strange.

Normally, a baby dragon can start speaking about two months after birth.

As for someone like Noah, a top-tier overachiever who started competing from the womb, she was already able to engage in simple conversations with those around her before she was even twenty days old.

But strangely, Little Light was almost three months old now and still showed no signs of speaking.

No matter how Leon and Rossweise tried to guide her to speak, Little Light's response was always: "Ah wah ah wah~"

The little dragon girl's pink pupils held neither curiosity about the world nor any desire to learn language.

Compared to her overachiever big sister and mascot-like second sister, this little one seemed… rather laid-back.

One evening, the couple lay on their sides in bed, with Little Light nestled between them.

Three months had passed, and Little Light had grown a lot. Though she still couldn't speak, she could already interact with her mom and dad using her tiny tail.

The activity level of a baby dragon's tail is one of the indicators of its health.

Judging by Little Light's tail, her body should be perfectly fine.

But she just wouldn't say a single word—if "Ah wah ah wah" doesn't count as a word.

Rossweise propped her face with one hand, lying on her side, teasing Little Light's tail with her index finger.

The little girl was like a kitten seeing a cat toy, eagerly lunging toward her mother's finger, but every time, she would just barely miss grabbing it.

Failing again and again, yet continuing undeterred—she was having a great time.

However, the queen's face was full of worry, "This isn't right. Luna started speaking at around two months. Little Light is already three months old and still hasn't spoken a word..."

Leon was also troubled by this.

Dragon girls aren't human babies; they can't be analyzed with human knowledge.

And Rossweise had previously mentioned that normal baby dragons should indeed start speaking at two months.

If it was because she was a dragon-human hybrid, which caused her development to be slower than other baby dragons, then what about Noah and Luna? They were hybrids too, yet their development was either normal or, in Noah's case, advanced to the point where she was practically born ready to fight.

Leon furrowed his brows, muttering, "What exactly is going on..."

A thought flickered in Rossweise's mind. She said, "It must be because you kept making Little Light call you 'Daddy' these past few months. You scared her, and now she refuses to talk."

Leon spread his hands innocently, "Haven't you been making her call you 'Mommy' just as much? If that's really the reason, then the blame is fifty-fifty."

Back then, the couple had been competing for a crucial milestone in their family hierarchy: making Little Light's first word be their own title.

So, for the past three months, they had both taken turns "brainwashing" their little daughter.

Even Luna occasionally joined in.

Although Little Luna didn't care too much about whether her baby sister called her first, she enjoyed participating for the fun of it.

But in the end, under the eager expectations of her dad, mom, and sister, Little Light chose a completely unexpected path:

She just… chilled.

Too bad for them—she wasn't in a hurry to grow up. One simple "Ah wah" ruled her world.

Tired from playing, Little Light curled up her tail, drifting into deep sleep under the watchful eyes of her parents.

Leon tucked her in carefully to make sure she wouldn't catch a chill. Then, raising his gaze toward his wife across from him, he asked, "Didn't we give Little Light a checkup last week?"

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