Third Person’s POV
“I heard it was approved. When I went to the pce a few days ago, rissa said Germain would <b>arrive </b>in the capital in a few days. The Blue Abyss Pack’s vi in the capital has also started renovation<b>, </b><b>Prisci </b>said.
The inevitable alwayses to pass.
Lance sat for a while before getting up. “I’m heading to the pce <i>to </i>report. I’ll be backter for dinner. <b>By </b>the way, where’s Zelda?” he asked.
“She went out with Alger,” Prisci replied.
Since the mating was set, the wedding would take ce in a few days.
They could stroll around as they pleased. There was no need for constraints.
Lance said nothing further, nced at Adide, and left.
Adide inquired, “Has Zelda’s personal property and post–wedding items been packed and sorted?”
“Everything’s been taken care of. Susan and Ralph have been handling it. I haven’t been idle; there’s a list<b>,</b><b>” </b>Prisci assured her.
“Have you visited the princess’s vi?” Adide asked.
“Not personally, but Ralph has. He checked it out,” Prisci responded.
Adide felt it was necessary to visit and suggested, “Since we have time, why don’t we take Paisley and go take a look?”
“A vi’s just a vi, nothing special to see. fissa will have the butler manage it,” Prisci said, reluctant to go out in the zing sun and risk harming her skin.
But seeing Adide’s expectant expression, she relented. “But a visit might be good. We can check if any furniture is missing and prepare in advance. We can’t rely solely on the butler.”
Zelda’s vi, situated in the capital’s most bustling noble district, was a hub for the elite, just three or four miles from Court Street.
Conveniently, it was also a short half–hour walk from the ckthorn Pack’s territory.
Unwilling to walk far, the group took a carriage.
The vi already had servants assigned by rissa, busy with cleaning and gardening.
The garden was lush with flowers, theke crystal–clear, and the gentle stream soothing to
oul.
Zelda’s suite, named “Zelda’s Hideaway,” featured high–end oak four–poster beds andfortable lounge chairs, all crafted from fine wood.
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<b>Prisci </b>looked around andmented, “Many wedding gifts are furniture, but this ce is already well. equipped. No need for more.”
Adide replied, “Since it’s on the gift registry, we might as well send it. The mansion has <b>plenty </b><b>of </b>space
“The materials you chose were top–notch. It’d be a waste not to use them,” Prisci mused.
After a moment, she suggested, “Actually, Alger has his own vi here and asionally stays. <b>Perhaps </b><b>we </b>
should send the furniture there instead.”
Given Zelda and Alger’s close bond, they would likely live together post–wedding, making <b>separate </b>residences merely a formality.
Adide proposed, “Maybe we should also prepare a guest room for you, Prisci, so you can visit Zelda conveniently.”
“I’d rather not. If I don’t live in the ckthorn Pack’s territory but in my daughter’s vi, that wouldn’t <b>be </b>right,” Prisci said.
Initially, Prisci hadn’t been close to her children.
Zelda’s affection had bridged that gap.
Zelda often chatted and hugged her, warming her heart with her presence.
Over time, Prisci’s maternal instincts had been awakened.
Reflecting on the past, Prisci remembered giving birth to Lance while still enjoying the pampering of family and her older sister.
However, once she became a mother, attention shifted to the newborn.
She hadined about the pains of pregnancy and childbirth, but such grievances were deemed natural blessings.
In the royal court, women were forbidden frommenting the suffering of childbirth; they had to endure in silence.
She had confided her discontent to rissa, who had flown into a rage and severely reprimanded her.. The scolding had terrified Prisci and made her realize her selfishness<b>. </b>
Despite this, she gradually adapted to her role as a mother.
Zelda’s birth hadn’t instantly filled her with joy. It was Zelda’s dependence and affection that had truly kindled maternal love.
As for Lance, though not unloved, his growing sternness made him distant.
Adide was different–more like an older sister, doting on and protecting Prisci.
In the pack, Adide ensured Prisci had no worries. Thus, Prisci preferred living with Adide.
After the festivities died down<b>, </b>everyone returned home.
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Eugene walked through the door, and Sibyl’s tears wouldn’t stop. She wept over and over, hugging her son, almost fainting again.
Amidst tears andfort, they finally sat Sibyl down and began to talk properly.
The Hutchinson family had few young men left; several had been lost.
Eugene’s return brought sce to all.
He greeted the elders one by one, and others dabbed at their eyes.
After catching up on the past years, Sibyl took her son to her room for a heart–to–heart talk.
There was something she needed to rify with him.
Once in her room, Sibyl dismissed everyone. Looking at her son, the scene still felt unreal to her.
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