Chapter 10

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Chapter 10: I Had Never Experienced Such A Wonderful Feeling

Even though Iris had already guessed the reason, the truth still had to be confirmed by the person themselves to be truly proven.

Naya really had regained her memory, no doubt about it.

But from the way she confessed, it was clear Naya had genuine feelings for her. Otherwise, faced with such humiliation, Naya should have submitted to her beforehand, instead of only admitting it when she couldn’t endure it anymore.

Perhaps Naya thought that after a moment of satisfaction, it would be over, but she hadn’t expected Iris to be this ruthless.

“So, what’s your plans after you regained your memory?”

“Plans, plans… I don’t know either. I’m very confused right now. Am I the hero of the human race, or… the queen consort of the dragon race? I just can’t figure it out…”

“Will you use Illya to threaten me?”

The moment Naya heard the name Illya, her spirits were instantly lifted.

She even felt extremely angry at Iris’s suspicion.

Using the last of her strength, she pushed Iris away. Supporting herself on the floor with both hands, she raised her head and glared fiercely at Elise.

“I… I would never use Illya! She’s my daughter! In your eyes, are humans so irredeemable? Let me tell you, Iris, even if I were to defeat you, I would do it openly and honorably. I would never use Illya, nor would I ever let Illya know about our past.”

“……”

Iris fell silent.

She had presumptuously judged Naya, who had regained her memory, through her own lens.

It is said that even a tigress won’t harm her cubs.

No matter how cruel Naya was, she wouldn’t use Illya as a weapon.

But she couldn’t be blamed for this. Too many people wanted to kill her, and over time, she had indeed become paranoid.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have doubted your love for Illya.”

Iris’s apology only made Naya even angrier.

“Our business can wait for later. I need to go back and tell Illya a story.”

Naya took a deep breath, then shakily stood up on trembling legs.

Damn it!

She had been toyed with like this.

She hastily tidied up her body, put on her clothes, and walked toward the bathroom door.

Iris stepped behind Naya, and with a gentle tug, Naya collapsed into her arms.

“Do you still want to tell stories to Illya? You’re so weak right now.”

“It’s all your fault!”

After a coquettish shout, Naya tried to pry Iris’s hands off her, but Iris continued to restrain her with force.

“Let it go tonight. Come back to the room and rest with me, okay?”

“No, I won’t. I’m not like you. All you do is work, without sparing a single thought for Illya. I don’t even know if you consider her your daughter. I don’t know if you understand how I feel, if you understand how much Illya means to me. I promised Illya that I’d tell her a story tonight, and I can’t break that promise to her.”

She was still angry because of Illya.

She poured out her frustrations toward Iris, much like a wife in a TV drama, complaining about a husband who was always so busy with work and neglected their family.

Naya could intellectually understand that, as the Dragon Queen, Iris had many responsibilities, but emotionally, she found it hard to accept Iris’s neglect of their home.

Iris sincerely apologized, her tone is genuine.

“I’m sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have doubted your feelings for Illya.”

“Let go of me, I need to go tell Illya a story.”

There was nothing Iris could do about Naya.

She released Naya.

She watched as Naya limped towards the door.

Worried that Naya would collapse from exhaustion before reaching Illya’s room, Iris followed Naya from behind.

Unexpectedly, Naya managed to make it to Illya’s room.

Was this the power of motherly love?

Iris was deeply moved. She had even expected Naya to ask for help when climbing the stairs, but Naya, with sheer determination, pushed open Illya’s door.

“Mommy! You’re finally back!”

As soon as Illya saw Naya appear in her field of vision, she cheered.

She was already drowsy because of Flanna’s boring story, but the moment she saw Naya, her eyes lit up.

Then she noticed Iris following behind Naya.

Naya turned and glanced at Iris.

“Why did you follow me?”

“To listen to you telling a story.”

Haven’t you given up on doubting me yet?

Naya was still burning with anger, but for Illya’s sake, she forced herself to smile gently, pretending to be soft and amiable. She didn’t engage in talking with Iris any further, turning instead to face Flanna.

“Flanna, thank you for your hard work. You can rest now. I’ll take care of Illya from here.”

“Understood.”

Flanna glanced at Naya’s flushed cheeks and knew the afterglow had not yet faded from her body. That mature allure was still vividly lingering.

Her Majesty the Queen is so fortunate.

Secretly happy for her employer, she bowed her head and left Illya’s room.

However, because of the blush on Naya’s face, even when she was angry, she looked cute and not at all intimidating.

It only made Illya more certain that the emotional therapy Mother had given Mama was very effective.

She felt that her Mama had become much cuter now. Illya patted the side of the bed.

“Mommy, Mommy, sit down, sit down! I can’t wait anymore. Hurry and start the new story!”

“Alright.”

Seeing Illya’s eager face, Naya couldn’t help but chuckle.

She momentarily ignored the Dragon Queen behind her and sat beside Illya.

“Illya, lie down obediently first. It’s really too late today, so after listening to the story, you have to go to sleep quickly.”

“Okay.”

“Then let’s continue from where the story left off last night.”

“Huh? There’s more to last night’s story?”

“Yes, I suddenly got inspired.”

“Mhm!”

Illya lay down, gazing at Naya with an expectant expression.

“Six years after the hero’s final battle, the Dragon King and the princess had their first daughter. That daughter was the hero, but the hero had forgotten their memories as a hero. Let’s call the hero the Dragon Girl for now. One day, the Dragon King told the Dragon Girl the story of the hero fighting the evil dragon. The Dragon Girl, furiously said, ‘If I ever catch that hero, I’ll beat them until they rolls all over the place, just so they knows who the real boss is!'”

“Wow! Could I be that hero?”

“It’s just a story, Illya. Don’t take it seriously.”

“Mommy, keep going, please.”

Now she wouldn’t be able to sleep.

Mommy’s story is just too exciting! This isn’t a little bedtime story to lull me to sleep at all—it’s turned into a story that wakes me up!

Iris stood behind Naya, undoing her long, rolled-up hair, gently combing it while using magic to dry it.

Although she had no idea what Naya had told Illya earlier, this new story opening seemed intriguing, so she quietly listened along.

But Naya was simply too tired and with Iris standing behind her stroking her head. There’s a reason why head pats became a meme. Being patted on the head by someone you like was indeed very comforting, and Naya soon became drowsy.

Without paying attention, she collapsed on Illya.

“Mommy!”

“Shh…” Iris quickly stopped Illya from crying out. “Mommy’s too tired. Let her sleep well, okay?”

“Is Mommy tired from using too much brain power thinking about a new story?”

“That’s right.”

When she saw her daughter looking at Naya, her daughter’s eyes were full of deep love for Naya, it seemed as though Illya completely ignored Iris, as if her Mother no longer existed.

Iris began to reflect on whether she had been neglecting these two for too long.

Perhaps Naya was angry because Iris doubted her love for Illya, or perhaps it was an outburst of long-held grievances. Now that she had regained her memory, she had the courage to accuse Iris, having once faced down a dragon as a hero.

“Illya, how about we all sleep together tonight?”

Occasionally, one must experience the happiness of family togetherness.

Hearing this proposal, Illya excitedly nodded. In fact, it was always Naya who slept with her.

A year ago, Iris had made her sleep alone, saying that Illya had grown up and needed to develop independence, but Illya had always resented it, thinking Iris had only done it to monopolize Mommy.

Iris bent down and gently picked up Naya, laying her on the other side of the bed.

Because the room was large, Illya’s bed was placed in the middle of the room, with only the head of the bed against the wall, so both sides were outside.

After settling Naya, Iris also lay down on the other side of Illya.

Illya was sandwiched between her two mothers, squeezed by two pairs of soft, warm, large breasts and she felt like she was floating in the air.

I had never experienced such a wonderful feeling!