Bellona, what are you trying to tell me?
She does it often, the goddess of fate, Bellona.
When I was in the battlefield she would show me images of from when I lived as a commander. Then, when I struggled to find a solution to the empire's problem, images from my life as a prince in a different world would come, offering a new perspective.
So, this time, what is it that you wish to tell me?
"Ira Len?"
I coughed lightly, "I agree."
"But, how come you're great at taking care of children, brother Len? Is it innate?"
Innate?
I sighed, remembering the years of hard work I put in to learn how to take care of children properly, "I wish."
I wiped the dirt off of Krisha's eyes.
"This is the result of volunteering for 3 years."
"My, what an upright citizen you are."
"Rosenlite is in it's glory thanks to his majesty, naturally, helping the unfortunate is my duty as the emperor's subject."
