Book 6: Chapter 26


    This is basically the schedule for the next week. Please go over it. If there are no problems, I shall make arrangements ording to this schedule. I took the schedule Freya handed to me. I took a look at the things listed, scratched my head, and while wearing a helpless smile said: It looks like next weeks jobs are all old routines.


    That is right. There is basically nothing left that requires you to attend to yourself. Most things are now on the right track. With regards to matters that you are rtively more concerned about, people you trust have been delegated to the jobs so you do not need to pay any more attention to them.


    Freya made a small bow and then took the document I signed my name on. She then bowed to the empress who was drinking tea by the side and then said: I shall take my leave now then, onii-sama, your majesty.


    Alright.


    I was initially somewhat worried that Freya and Elizabeths rtionship wouldnt be amicable, because I wasnt sure if Elizabeth would ept me suddenly taking in a random girl and letting her call herself my sister. But I never expected Elizabeth to say nothing about my decision and didnt do anything to Freya either. To the contrary, the two of them seemed to have reached an agreement where they just stayed out of each others way.


    Except that right now


    I looked at Mommy-Elizabeth who was lying on the bench reading a novel and said: Mom, if you have something to talk to me about, just tell me. Youve been sitting here for the entire day


    Thats because mommy wants to watch you. Elizabeth ced her book down, shyly tilted her head and with a smile continued, Mommy feels that you look very cute when youre focused at work. You resemble your father so much. Mommy likes watching you serious at work, and also feels a little nostalgic


    Mom walked up behind me and pinched my face a little hard. She continued: And havent you been too attached to that woman recently while neglecting mommy? Mommy saw you walk out of a room with that woman, you know? Im your mommy and yet you went to look for her and not mommy?


    Mom. Im sorry! Im sorry!


    Mom got angrier and angrier as she spoke as well as pinching me harder and harder. Mommy-Elizabeths hands arent like Vyvyans. Once Mommy-Elizabeth put her strength into it, I felt like my skin was going to peel off


    Elizabeth let go and then walked over to the bench and sat down. She tapped her thighs while looking at me and grumbled: Im your true biological mother regardless. Son, you must know how to weigh the importance of things. Since youvein on that womans thighs like they were a pillow, mommy wants to do that too. Soe here, son.


    I knew that I couldnt say no after seeing and hearing moms dead-serious gaze and tone. I looked at the time. It was already night-time so I dont think anyone will be visiting. I walked over to moms side, lied down on the bench and rested my head on moms thigh. Elizabeths body stiffened up while her hand shook as it floated above my head. I opened my eyes to look at mom. Elizabeths face was slightly red with excitement and at the same time, nervousness. She was so nervous she didnt know where to put her hands.


    What do I do? I What do I umm do I touch you, son?  Son is is this soothing?  Do you want to change positions or anything?


    Elizabeth spoke incoherently. She cautiously ced her palm on my forehead and froze up seemingly not daring to move. Hopeless, I smiled. Elizabeth gets so nervous she doesnt know what to do as soon as we do anything intimate even though were a lot closer now and Im always by her side.


    She was the one who wanted me to rest my head on her thigh and yet shes the one whos a nervous-wreck. What a funny mom.


    Its alright, mom. Just do as you please. Itsfortable, so you dont have to mind.


    Elizabeths thigh isnt the same as Vyvyans, but its still reallyfortable nheless. They both had different scents yet both could calm me down. Iy on my side and looked at the buttons on Elizabeths military attire. I wonder how long shes worn this for. The colour where the buttons are done up have started to fade.


    Military attire holds a special implicit meaning to Elizabeth because she still reminisces the time she spent on the battlefield conquering. She still wears her military attire now, one as habit, and two, to reminisce the past. Of course, it also acted as a warning to neighbouring nations. She hadnt taken off her military attire yet, so if they thought about rebelling, she could go to battle right away.


    Son son son


    Moms breathing sped up. It feels like Elizabeth is extremely excited right now. She cautiously stroked my head. I could see her lower abdomen expanding and deting easily, clearly showing how intense her breathing was. She stroked my head and then said: Son son do you have anything you need for this city? If you do if you do, just let mommy know. Mommy will definitely get you it.


    I hesitated for a moment. It should be okay to bring it up with Elizabeth now, right? Elizabeth isnt the normal-Elizabeth after all. I actually believe that Elizabeth would be able to satisfy anything I ask for right now. If thats the case I really would be able to realise what I want. If I can make it a reality, then this continent will enter a long period of peace.


    This is quite ironic. People achieve peace through negotiations at a table and yet Im doing it lying on two female rulers thighs. Why do I feel like Im a boy-toy?


    Mom if possible, I hope humanity and elves can form an alliance


    While looking at Elizabeths lower abdomen, I tested her by saying, I think I think that if humans and elves can get along, then it would be good for both parties


    Elizabeths hand froze up on my head. Her body froze uppletely like the battery in a machine died. I looked up and noticed she looked at me like it was the first time shed met me. She looked at me with both surprise and indifference like I said something that could be considered treason.


    Mom


    Mm


    I started to get a little scared so I tested her again. Mom cut me with a murmer and then after a moment of hesitation said: Son, you should already be aware that elves saved my life and taught me some things, so I personally dont hate elves


    Then


    But that was before you were born.


    Elizabeth cut me off once again. She looked at me and in a serious tone exined: Son, think about it properly. If it werent for Vyvyan, would you suffer in so much pain on full-moon nights? I know that you might not me Vyvyan, but I wont forgive her when I see you in pain like that every full-moon night. I wont forgive Vyvyan. And do you think I can forget the war ten years ago? I cant. Son, whether its Vyvyan or I, neither of us can forget that war ten years ago. Do you know what that war was called? It was the war for our son. If I go and shake hands and be friendly with Vyvyan now, that means Im giving in, which also means Im letting Vyvyan have you. The agreement we signed ten years ago was a conditional ceasefire, not a victory-agreement. Son, as long as you are still alive, Vyvyan and I wont start arge-scale war. However, our dignity as mothers will not allow us to bow our head to each other.


    Mom! That was ten years ago! And Im by your sides now! Cant you just get along?!


    Thats impossible, son.


    Mom pressed her arms against my arm firmly and sternly continued, Son, there can only be one mom. Wives are a different story. You can only have one mom. I love you, my son. Vyvyan does too. And so, we wont back down, ever.