Book 3: Chapter 8
Mom hugged my head, frowned as she gently stroked my head and exclaimed: “Mommy is very angry now. We made a deal that you were only allowed to be out for one hour, but you’re back three whole minutes late!”
I knelt on the ground as my head was wedged between mom’s soft valleys as she sat by the bedside, tightly holding me in her embrace without any regard for whether or not I could breathe.
“Ugh!!”
I desperately tried to move my body to finally get my head out of the embrace of those warm twin valleys smothered with the scent of flowers. I raised my head up to look at mom, smiled helplessly and said: “It was only 3 minutes… And mom, could you please not disturb the peace and masses next time…? I’ll definitely return.”
“Hmph, you’re calling another person mom now, so how can I trust you?” Mom pouted her lips… Her attitude, expressions, tone and persistent jealousy were completely different to Lucia… Mom stroked my head and then said: “Now I have even more reason to not let my son go out as he currently is. What if you run off to the human nation and get lovey-dovey with that woman? I’ll be left to wither and die in loneliness.”
I smiled weakly. I don’t believe she’ll wither and die in loneliness. I reckon the mainland would be destroyed by the time I reached the border… The anger of humans can only wipe out the elves, but I’m sure that she as a half-deity could destroy the entire mainland. I can’t offend any of my mothers or the people will be plunged into misery and suffering the way they did ten years ago.
Actually, it’ll probably be even worse, won’t it?
“I won’t. I won’t leave you mom. I never will.”
“You’re so cute, son!”