Book 17.5: Chapter 3
At some time, presumably, maybe Hilles City. Unknown time.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, sorry but that is truly not acceptable.”
Nier extended her hand out to stop the boy in front of her with a helpless smile. She crouched down and looked into his eyes. She smiled then checked to ensure nobody was looking. She gently pulled him into her embrace and caressed his head.
“Her Majesty is still in a meeting. You should not disturb her while she is in meetings. Please be patient.”
“Ugh… Not even a little peek?”
From her embrace, the young boy looked up at Nier with tears in his eyes. Nier found herself sporting a dumbstruck look. Her entire face squirmed with a clash of heartache, obligation and personal feelings. Nobody could resist against such a pitiful gaze, especially Nier, a woman who was fond of children. She clenched her teeth then set her long sword down on the ground. She picked up the boy: “I shall take you to take a look inside, but only from the window. Do not recklessly move around.”
“Thank you, Sister Nier!”
The boy beamed. He tightly hugged Nier around her neck and kissed her on her cheek, thereby leading to her jolting. She was elated. Had it not been for her status and their location, Nier would’ve tightly hugged him with a fanatical smile and rubbed her face against his.
Nier checked left and right then jumped into the lawn on either side of the conference hall. On both sides of the hall were huge windows that came down to the floor. Owing to the windows being made from frosted glass, however, the view inside from outside wasn’t clear. Nonetheless, vague silhouettes were visible. Nier stood at the window while carrying the boy. The young boy lightly pressed his hand onto the window and curiously scanned the interior. Inside was his mother, who was in a meeting with her vassals. The sunlight shone through the window, bathing his mother’s silhouette in a warm light that made it hard to see her details. Nevertheless, her black hair still stood out.