Book 12: Chapter 18
Youre here, said Elizabeth.
My sons child will soon be born, so its natural for me to witness his birth. To the contrary, Im very surprised to see you here. What, have you humans forsaken your selfish desires? You, the ruler of the empire, can leave now? asked Vyvyan.
Elizabeth smiled. She ced the bottle of wine and two sses onto the table. Vyvyan picked up the bottle of wine and examined it. She frowned: Are you trying to get me drunk, and then kill me?
Id need to be able to get you drunk, first. Vyvyan, I know how well you hold your liquor. We once drank underneath the tree, and then we fought in the end.
Elizabeth opened the bottle of wine and handed Vyvyan a full sses of wine. Vyvyan took it, and then looked at the wine inside. She revealed a faint smile and said, Answer the question I initially asked you before we drink. How did you manage toe here? I thought you couldnte.
My sons child will soon be born, so its natural for me to witness his childs birth.
Elizabeth repeated Vyvyans response, and then sat down next to her. They gently clinked sses then exchanged a smile before finishing their drinks in one go. Without Troy, the two of them were very, very good friends. They almost killed each other on the battlefield in the past. Still, they were able to sit together and share a drink. The two of them werent fighting for Troy at the moment. The two of them wanted to raise the new to-be-born children.
Vyvyan said, Be honest, how long can you stay for? Itd be a miracle for you to be able to stay until his child is born, right? I feel a bit sorry for you. You didnt get to see my son grow up in the past, and now you still wont get to watch your grandchild grow up. I honestly feel youre a little pitiable.
I dont need your sympathy for this. Elizabeth ced her ss of wine down. She picked up the bottle of wine again and refilled their sses without any expression: I want to stay by Niers side, as well. Id like to take her away from here if possible. I want to take her back to Hilles City. The North has just settled. I can provide the child with the best things at Hilles City whether its food or education. I can provide my grandchild with everything.
Vyvyan covered her long elven ears and shook her head: Dont tell me about this. If you were Troy, I would have countless things to respond to you with, but Niers child has nothing to do with me. Her child may be one of my grandkids, but I have no feelings of intimacy for a human to speak of. I only consider Lucias child and my child to be my children.
Vyvyan had a drink and went on: You dont need to tell me if you want to take the child away. I wont say anything. You need to tell my son. Its his child. You need to ask him and Nier for their permission. What can you do if they refuse? Could you snatch their child? Youre right in that this ce isnt as nice as Hilles City with all those resources; however, this is their home. This is where they live. This ce is the same as Troy City. Do you think theyd let their child leave them for so-called food and resources?
Elizabeth tightened her grip on her ss of wine. She fell into a long silence. Vyvyan sighed before going on: Elizabeth, when you chose your nation, you chose to forsake your life. You left Onii-sama, which meant that you married yourself to your nation. Therefore, you have to prioritise the nation over yourself in every facet. While it was a shame you didnt get to see your son grow up, its your life. Its the life you chose.
Elizabeth finished the strong wine in her ss in one shot. Perhaps the wine caused her to cough. She wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes. She looked at Vyvyan as she coughed as though she wanted to say something but at the same time didnt. Vyvyan watched her with a hint of sympathy in her gaze, but more so calmness.
As Vyvyan said, Elizabeth chose that life. She chose to return to her nation. She chose to establish a nation with power wielded by a single individual. She collected all the hope and power of the nation onto her shoulder. That resulted in a nation that developed rapidly, bringing her infinite glory and respect. Nevertheless, that locked up her entire life, at the same time. She wore the crown for too long that it became a part of her.
After a long silence and after lots of coughing, Elizabeth raised her head up: Vyvyan.
Vyvyan asked, Whats wrong?
I want to know how your child with my son is doing.
The child is doing very well. More precisely, the child is developing normally inside Lucias stomach. Our child will be the next ruler of the Gdriel tribe once he or she born. Our childs mana is also superb. Our child certainly is an imperial family member with pure blood. Therell be no problem controlling the elves.
Vyvyan nced at Elizabeth. She then cut her off before thetter could speak: Give up. Its impossible for you. Im an elf; therefore, I can do it. The main reason its usible for us is because werebining our mana. You, on the other hand, are a human. Youre already over thirty, arent you? You want to copy me? Forget it, Elizabeth. You cant use that method.
Elizabeth lingered for a moment then revealed a tinge of disappoint. She responded in a soft voice: Cant I? I feel that you are very blissful right now. I want to feel blissful, too Why cant I? Even at my age
You cant. You cant ruin my sons reputation. I can do so, as I can avoid letting others know, but you cant. What would it be considered? What would you humans consider it? You want to ruin your child and my childs reputation? Give up.
Vyvyan raised her ss up and peered at the wine inside. She continued on in a soft voice: I believe that there are some things you want to do, but youre fated to not be able to act on them. Elizabeth, how about entrusting my son with your hope? Troy is a very persistent child, and hes very smart now. How about you tell him? If you want to stay and look after my son, tell him.
He told me that hed destroy my bird cage for me, but he probably wont be able to. I hope he can, but my cage isnt that easy to destroy.
You have to believe in him despite that. You must know that while a cage is sturdy, its bound to eventually break. The key is whether the person who wants to destroy it possesses the determination to see it through or not.