"You might be all wondering who I am, so I’ll get straight to the point." Emia Azon paused a moment before continuing, "Violet, stand up."
Violet who was seated instantly stood up without even batting an eye. For someone who had a shy personality, she didn’t hesitate to face the crowd right now.
"Right... I am something like a mother to Violet. Yes, I adopted her when she was nothing but a little child. To be exact, it wasn’t me who adopted her but it was my husband."
Saying so, she took a short breath before continuing, "At that time, my husband was traveling back to the city when suddenly he was attacked by bandits. He survived but the same couldn’t be said about Violet’s parents, so out of compassion he took her in, and shortly after, he also departed from this world as he succumbed to his injuries."
"He didn’t leave me any legacy behind. Only me and Violet were left to take care of the Azon Inn, a mere Peak-Level Mortal Grade Power."
"After diligently taking care of her for years, one day she came forward and stood in front of me, pregnant."
Saying so, Emia Azon turned to glance towards Logan.
Everyone’s gaze also simultaneously fell on Logan, their Emperor, as they followed her gaze.
Logan felt his face burning up from the embarrassment but even so, he managed to keep a straight face befitting an emperor.
Emia Azon looked back at the crowd, "Even so, instead of admonishing her, I still chose to leave her to her own devices, after all, I’m not her mother."
"Mother!" Violet shouted as she bit her lips, a bit hurt by her whom she considered as a mother all this time.This chapter made its debut appearance via N0v3lB1n.
Emia Azon lifted up her hands, "No need to say anything. I wasn’t able to protect you at that time... I’m just glad that after all these years, you found your man..."
Emia Azon took a deep breath, "Ernest, stand up."
"Yes!" Ernest also instantly stood up.
It could be seen in his eyes that he largely respected this person.
They both looked at each other for a moment she voiced, "You’re a prince now, don’t let your mother face any injustice..."
"I will..." Ernest nodded his head with great determination.
"And Prince Edward will be the Sixth Prince from now on..."
"Princess Clara is no longer the First Princess but rather the Fourth Princess, followed by Princess Diana, who will be addressed as the Fifth Princess!"
Hendrickson turned to look over the main seat and asked, "Is this to your satisfaction? Your Majesty, the Empress!"
Claire was startled!
They were going to ask for her satisfaction? Or were they asking for her permission?
Only silence remained in the sumptuous banquet.
No one dared to make a sound, not even Logan.
He just kept looking at her worriedly while Claire seemed to be deep in thought.
A minute passed just like nothing and as seconds passed by, the silence turned eerie as even beads of sweat began to form upon Logan’s forehead.
"I guess I am..." Claire turned to look at Hendrickson, "Satisfied..."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, including the newly wedded ladies and the young princes and princesses.
Claire turned slightly confused as she sensed the atmosphere. For a moment, it seemed like that she was painted as the villainess who was trying to interfere with their union.
’Whatever...’ Feeling a little bit confused, she shrugged.
There didn’t seem to be an injustice done to her children so, in that sense, she didn’t mind about the proceedings today.
As for Logan marrying six women just like that, she was greatly dissatisfied but let it be for the time being as it couldn’t be helped.
’Yes, it couldn’t be helped...’
That was the only way she could find solace at the fact that her husband didn’t betray her but only tried to take responsibility for his past mistakes as she could see those children resemble him a lot.