Chapter: 899

The next morning Astelle went out to the greenhouse for tea. It was a break time while organizing what to do for today’s official work.

After breakfast, Theor came to her.

“Mother.”

“Yes?”

Astelle looked at Theor in surprise.

“Why are you calling me ‘Mother’?”

Theor answered, raising the tip of his chin, “From now on, I’ll call you ‘Mother’ when others are around. That’s the etiquette.”

Astelle smiled bitterly and hugged Theor.

“Then you won’t call me ‘Mom’ anymore?”

“Uh… … .” Theor pondered for a moment.

The bright red eyes lit up in the morning sun shining through the window.

“I’ll call you ‘Mom’ when it’s just the two of us.”

Astelle smiled and kissed Theor on the forehead.

The door to the greenhouse opened and a maid came in.

“Your Majesty the Empress, Sir Vellian has requested an audience.”

Vellian?

The maid asked in a perplexed tone, “Should I ask him to wait for the audience time?”

“No, I’ll see him for a moment. Tell him to come in.”

I wonder what brought him here, who should be in the Imperial Palace now.

After a while, Vellian came into the greenhouse, panting.

“Your Majesty the Empress… … .!”

“Sir Vellian? What’s going on?” Astelle asked with a puzzled look, still hugging Theor.

“That, that… … .”

Vellian couldn’t answer and swallowed dry saliva.

He himself didn’t know why he was here, so he had nothing to say. As soon as he entered the palace this morning, he was told that things had gone wrong.