I transmigrated and got a husband and a son!

The first time Princess laid eyes on the girl, she instantly knew she shouldn’t be inside that container. Most of them were runts, while some were stray children who were abandoned by their families to die or survive on their own.

But that girl in pigtails, while her large curl bounced on her shoulder, seemed well-off.

"You’re a real princess, are you? How did you know they plan to replace everyone’s organs with drugs, if not?"

All Princess could do was stare at the beautiful girl. The latter’s eyes were twinkling with anticipation and admiration. Her gleeful appearance, however, disappeared when a man’s voice thundered outside the container.

"Hera! Do you really want me to get killed?! Just how many times am I going to tell you not to run off?!"

The young Hera frowned deeply, turning her head to the container’s only entrance and exit. "Weren’t we playing hide and seek?"

"No!" The man outside, Vicenzo, gasped in exasperation. "Oh, my goodness. Just whose daughter is this? I bet her father is so brave that she turned out like this! Just how could she get all of her father’s good traits?"

"Well." Hera shrugged nonchalantly as she faced the girl before her. "Hey, want to be my friend?"

"Huh?"

"Daddy, I’m going to adopt a little sister!" said the little girl, who was surely, much smaller than Princess if the latter stood up. With lips stretched from ear to ear until her teeth were on full display, Little Hera offered a hand to Princess. "I’m Hera. Call me big sis!"

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