Chapter 6: Love Remedial Class
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Noia leaned against the door of the Holy Temple as a massive silver figure slowly descended into the courtyard.
Little Juany Wang crossed her arms and called back, “They’re back, you know!”
In the next second, a tiny figure darted out.
“Mommy! Daddy! You’re back!”
Moon trotted over eagerly.
Just as Roswiser was about to crouch down to greet her precious daughter, the dog man beside her beat her to it.
The Queen shot her husband a sidelong glance, mentally taking note of this “sneakiness” in the name of love.
What’s this?
Not only must I not be jealous, but I also can’t hold a grudge?
Really now.
While Roswiser was busy grumbling internally, a tuft of pink hair invaded her line of sight.
“Mommy, hug~”
Aww, looks like someone still remembers me! So what if you cheesy dog man got there first? My daughter actively asked for a hug!
Way more advanced than your dad skills!
Meanwhile, General Leon, blissfully unaware, had no idea that his regal and aloof wife could write an autobiography about her inner thoughts during their interactions.
The couple climbed the stairs, one holding each daughter.
Upon seeing her parents approach, Noia straightened up, “Mommy, Daddy, you’re back.”
“Did you take good care of your little sisters while we were gone?”
Noia nodded with a smile, “Yes, Daddy.”
Leon, holding Moon in one arm, ruffled Noia’s hair with the other, “Noia is the best!”
Noia’s face turned red as she averting her gaze.
Leon knew his eldest daughter well. Compared to questions like “Did you behave at home?” or “How’s your magic coursework going?”, Noia preferred it when Leon asked her, “Did you do a good job as a big sister and take care of your little sisters?”
Because that made Noia feel like a grown-up.
Of course, in some ways, she was pretty much an adult—and even better than many grown-ups.
The happy family of five wandered into the Holy Temple, laughing and chatting.
Dinner was prepared by the maids.
As Milan served the dishes, Roswiser noticed a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She couldn’t help but wonder what was making her so happy.
Roswiser didn’t pry, though.
But when Milan returned with more dishes, she was still grinning.
Even Roswiser, who usually tuned out the outside world, couldn’t ignore that sweet smile, which piqued her curiosity.
“Milan.”
“Yes, Your Majesty, what is it?” Milan stood next to Roswiser’s seat, slightly bending at the waist.
“Did something joyful happen?” Roswiser asked with a smile.
She tried to look as non-serious as possible, her tone softening.
Milan’s cheeks reddened, and she tidied her hair, whispering, “N-nothing much, Your Majesty.”
As she spoke, Sherry had snuck up from behind, resting her arm on her bestie’s shoulder, grinning widely, “Didn’t you hear, Your Majesty? Milan is in love—ummph!”
Milan quickly clamped her hand over Sherry’s mouth, “Why’s a scout from your guard team hanging around our maid group? Get back to your job!”
Roswiser’s eyes twinkled, “Oh~ so love is in the air.”
Leon, who was busy munching away, suddenly paused, mentally scoffing:
You dragon folks live for hundreds of years, and you’re just now figuring out love?
“It’s not that, Your Majesty! I-I just made contact, that’s all… The dishes are ready, please eat quickly!”
With that, Milan grabbed Sherry’s hand and hurriedly left the dining hall, muttering, “Loose lips!”
Sherry chuckled mischievously.
As their footsteps faded, Roswiser turned back to her plate of food.
Milan had been with the maid group for ages, and there had never been any gossip.
And now, suddenly, she’s in love…?
Could it be that my “epic love story” with Leon inspired the little maid to also yearn for romance?
Hmm~~~
Alright then, go us, mighty Silver Dragon Race, let’s spread the love!
“Hey, what are you grinning about? You’re not in love.” Leon snapped his fingers in front of Roswiser’s face.
Roswiser snapped back to reality, putting on her serious face, “I might not be in love, but hey, I’m married! What’s that to you?”
A perfect comeback left Leon speechless.
“Oh mama, how scandalous!” Little Light chimed in, egging them on.
After some playful teasing, dinner continued.
The three youngsters finished eating quickly and scampered off to play in the backyard.
Meanwhile, the couple leisurely enjoyed their meal.
“Speaking of which, you mentioned to your master in the cave that it was your idea to practice Primordial Magic, and asked him to help look for it?”
Roswiser asked, “Why not just say it was me who wanted to practice?”
Leon set down his kn*fe and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and replied, “If I said it was you wanting to practice, my master might overthink it. But if I say it’s for me, the old man would be way more eager to help.”
“I see.”
Leon’s eyes flickered, “What, you didn’t think of that?”
Roswiser shot him a look, “Of course I thought of it. I just wanted to hear your answer.”
“Are you satisfied with my answer?”
“Sort of, pretty satisfied.”
He effectively activated his ‘stubborn’ skill and successfully deflected her challenge.
Leon chuckled and lowered his head to fiddle with his fork.
The fork lightly tapped on the plate, producing a crisp, rhythmic sound.
Not noisy, just a little pastime to k*ll time.
Meanwhile, Roswiser continued to enjoy her dinner at a leisurely pace.
“Why aren’t you heading out to play with the girls after eating?” Roswiser asked casually.
Leon slouched back in his chair and replied leisurely, “Too lazy to move.”
“Lazy? Hmph, you just want to fulfill your husbandly duties and finish eating with your wife, right?”
“Hey, hey, hey—”
Leon nearly craned his neck to the ceiling, “Stop being so self-absorbed, Mother Dragon! I just want to observe the dining habits of the Silver Dragon Race.”
“And then?”
“And then write a book titled ‘The Years I Was Captured by a Silver Dragon.’”
“That sounds like something you’d find at a street stall selling bootleg books.”
“Haha, you’re quite the comedian, Your Majesty. Now, eat your food.”
Roswiser suppressed her grin and continued eating.
Not long after, Head Maid Anna came to see them.
“Excuse me, Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness.”
Just in time, Roswiser finished her meal.
Leon passed her two napkins; she took them and wiped her mouth before looking at Anna, “What’s going on?”
“Actually, Your Majesty, a while back, you encouraged everyone to pursue love freely and rejuvenate our race. The recent response has been quite good.”
Anna continued, “But… you know traditional dragons aren’t really adept at interacting with the opposite s*x, let alone dating or expressing feelings.”
Roswiser nodded thoughtfully, “That’s true; I hadn’t considered that.”
“Quite a few people have come to me these past couple of days, saying I’ve been by your side for the longest time and must have picked up some of your and His Royal Highness’s dating secrets, so they want me to teach them.”
Anna shrugged, a bitter smile on her face, “But I don’t know anything about dating… So, Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, what do you think? Shouldn’t you share some valuable dating experiences with them?”
The couple exchanged knowing glances.
Then they jumped into their internal communication mode.
Leon: What kind of nonsense is this about giving dating advice?! What can I teach them? How to get captured by enemies and then get them pregnant?!
Roswiser: The whole “marriage comes before love” doesn’t apply to everyone, so we need to take this step by step.
Leon (?): You actually took my words seriously, Your Majesty?
Roswiser: I think Anna’s suggestion is good. Since we’ve taken the lead, we can’t just guide them in and then leave them hanging; we should completely teach them how to date.
Leon: You make it sound like you’re a pro at dating…
Roswiser: Don’t I have you?
Leon: Me? I never said I’d help you—
“It’s settled then! Anna, tomorrow I’ll share some dating wisdom with His Royal Highness.”
Leon: ?
Alright, fine, Mother Dragon, you just go ahead with that!
