The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)
Chapter 510: Don’t underestimate your fetus; they are smarter than you thought

Chapter 510: Don’t underestimate your fetus; they are smarter than you thought

"Y-you’re leaving me?" I looked at Aunt Nezja with widened eyes. "W-why?"

Why? We were having a jolly good time, weren’t we? Or was it just me? Did...did she actually feel annoyed facing all of my tantrums? She was, wasn’t she? I was so annoying for everyone, but once it was good, I only focused on Natha and--

"Sush," Aunt Nezja held my chin and looked at me sternly as if she could hear my thoughts. I felt Natha’s hand on mine and only then did I realize I was trembling and on the verge of crying. "Whatever is in your pretty little head, it’s not that."

"...’s not?" I replied dumbly.

"I’m not leaving exactly," her gaze and voice turned softer; she stroked my cheek briefly before retreating her hand and turning his head. "I’m just thinking of retreating to somewhere more...quiet."

I followed her gaze and--oh!

"The Lair?" I perked up, feeling a soothing spring doused my heart. If it was just that far...

She nodded. "It’s not that I don’t want to accompany you any longer. I just need a little break."

I gasped. Oh--how could I forget that Aunt Nezja did not like being in a place with a lot of people? Even if she spent her time in the Quarter, there were still servants and staff walking around. As an elder Nightmare, she must be able to feel all of their presence, even if she was just staying still.

"I’m...I’m sorry!" I buried my face in my palm. "I should have been more considerate..."

"It’s not your fault, sweety," she knocked the back of my hand lightly until I lifted my face. "If anything, it’s his fault."

"Natha?" I turned to my husband, who was clearing his throat in guilt. "Why?"

"...because I started to work from the Quarter, and..."

"More people were coming?" I gasped.

Oh, Valen, you were such a bad, ungrateful kid! How could I not realize how uncomfortable it was for her? Because I only spent my time ogling at Natha, that was why!

"I just need to retreat to somewhere quiet and peaceful, that’s all," Aung Nezja leaned back in her seat and continued to eat her fruit dessert. "I’ll visit you once in a while, and return once I’m...healed enough."

Haa...it seemed that not only my mood was all over the place, but I became rather selfish too.

"Thank you, Aunty..."

"Don’t mind it," she flicked her gaze at me, and I could see a slight twinkle in her eyes. "Aren’t we family, after all?"

My eyes widened slightly, and I couldn’t help but giggle while nodding in agreement.

"So, before I go," she shifted her gaze to the pavilion across the lake. "Shall we visit our next family member?"

I nodded eagerly and immediately after luncheon, we crossed the bridge and went to the shed together. It was kind of hot even in the forest, but once we entered the shed, it was a perpetual spring--thanks to Uncle Sol’s magnificent temperature control magic. That was one of the reasons why my mood always improved when I was there.

That day, however, it seemed like I wasn’t the one with improved mood.

"Oh?" I raised my brows at the soft breeze that welcomed us like a greeting. The garden was filled with fragrant scents as if there were thousands of flowers blooming.

The only flower there was Shwa though.

[Shwa is happy!] Jade chirped mirthfully and flew to the tree before us, circling the space on top of our dear flower.

And just as Jade said, there was an energetic movement from within the flower; it pulsed harder and the light along the vein traveled quicker. I couldn’t say it was my imagination anymore, since Jade even commented on it.

When I turned to look at Natha, his eyes were shaking slightly. "Do you feel it now?"

"...yes," he answered dazedly.

I grabbed his hand with one hand, and Aunt Nezja’s with another, pulling the two Nightmares into the center of the garden, where the only tree there stood tall. The foliage created a canopy that gave shade to the beautiful flower below.

When we arrived, I let go of their hand and plopped down in front of the slightly vibrating flower. Jade and the fairies landed on my head and shoulder, staring at the joyful flower.

"Are you excited, Shwa?" I laughed and hugged the flower carefully, nuzzling my cheeks on the two layers of petals. "Is it because more of your family visits you?"

The flower pulsed a bit stronger and the light breeze was swirling around. Ah...it seemed that Shwa felt lonely? While there were always the fairies here, they weren’t connected by blood with my child. Although it was also amazing how this child could recognize people.

But then again, maybe Shwa was just happy someone else visited. Thinking about it like this, I felt bad about keeping the flower here, almost as if putting my child in a cage. But what could I do? If only the cage was my stomach, perhaps Shwa wouldn’t be lonely. At the very least, I would be there twenty-four hours.

Unfortunately, life was not that permissible.

"How exceptional," Aunt Nezja gently lowered herself to the ground, stroking the petal with the back of her fingers. "How pretty..."

I giggled and blushed, feeling strangely proud. Was this what all parents felt when they heard people praising their children?

...I mean, some parents.

"Just like their Papa," Natha said while settling behind me, making me blush even more. I slapped his arm lightly out of habit, but I had to stop when the flower vibrated strongly. "Oh, I’m sorry, baby! We’re not fighting, I swear..."

My words dissolved off my tongue like cotton candy on water. I paused and stiffened as my heart rate increased. The strong vibration did not stop, and Natha was holding me tighter.

"Huh?" my eyes widened as I stared at the wriggling bud in the middle.

"S-sweetheart..."

Natha’s voice was trembling, and Jade was chirping loudly with the fairies. [Grow! Shwa grow!]

As if the chirping was the trumpet of the beginning, the bud stopped wriggling and instead, several white lines appeared. Just like the last time, as if in slow motion, the outer layer of the bud peeled and like a dancer swaying in the air, the third petals bloomed.

And it wasn’t just my little flowers that bloomed. Suddenly, small flowers sprouted from the ground, filling the garden with splashes of color and even more fragrance. The green carpet of Shwa’s bed was sprinkled with reds, blues, purples, and yellows.

Huuuuh?

[Flower! Flower everywhere!] Jade chirped and laughed and rolled around between the new flower beds. [Shwa’s home become prettier!]

I heard Aunt Nezja gasp, and I would too have my lungs functioned properly. But I couldn’t even breathe at that time, certainly not because Natha hugged me too tightly.

"T-this is..." Natha stuttered, even more than during the second bloom.

"So this is the blooming you talked about..."

I stared at the flower; now returning to the usual pulsing rate. But the light breeze of spring was still blowing from time to time, and the nice scent of flowers and grass swirling in the shed even more. The sunlight, coming through the opening on the roof, shone down like a stage light above the flower.

It looked so ethereal and majestic that except for Jade, all of us only stared at the flower without saying anything. I didn’t even think I blinked, and I had a feeling that Natha didn’t either.

"I finally...see the process with my own eyes..." he still sounded dazed and amazed, and I couldn’t blame him.

I was glad. I was so glad that we could witness it together this time. It was such a beautiful process that I couldn’t bear watching it alone. Or...

Was Shwa actually waited until we visited together before blooming? Was that why Shwa was extremely happy to see us together today?

"Maybe...visiting together had helped the development?" Natha muttered.

"Maybe..."

Even then, I couldn’t believe this could happen this fast! Or was this normal? Did the condition of my moods and mental stability affect the flower’s growth? Or was it as Natha’s conjecture--because we had been visiting together a lot?

I had no idea, I should--right, I should write it down in my journal!

Hurriedly, I rummaged through my storage ring to look for the chest where I stored my stationeries. And again, I rummaged through the chest to look for my journal. My trembling hand, however, prevented me from finding that simple notebook.

And they did not stop trembling.

"Are you looking for your journal? Let me help you," Natha gently held my trembling hands and looked through the chest.

But still...my hands did not stop trembling.

In fact, my heart was racing so fast that I started to become dizzy, until I felt it stop.

Or at least I felt like my heart stopped beating.

I stared at Natha, whose eyes widened and seemed to be shouting something. But I didn’t know what it was because my vision went blurry and my body became heavy.

And then, the colorful world of my child’s garden faded to black.

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