Chapter 59

Another short story... (Please look forward to the school edition...). This is the childbirth story of Noelle and Amalie. It consists of two parts.

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Noelle and Amalie's pregnancy was going well, and they were now in their last month.

As the birth approached, the two of them were often told by their husbands, "Don't expect too much, or the baby in your belly might feel the pressure."

Today, merchants were bringing baby clothes, yarn, and swaddling cloths to the queen's private room.

They really wanted to go to the store, but as pregnant members of the royal family, going to the store would mean double the guards. They had no choice but to have the items brought to them. This included items for Amalie as well.

The two of them, who had been looking forward to this day, were practicing their newly learned knitting while waiting for the scheduled time.

"Just thinking ahead, that's all. Then they say it's pressure."

Noelle grumbled to her husband while moving the knitting needles.

The yarn was just for practice, so the maids had prepared it casually. They planned to make a baby hat once the stitches were even.

Amalie was also busily knitting next to her.

"That's right. I said it was a premonition, not an expectation.

It just feels like a boy's movement, unlike when Odine was in my belly."

Amalie's knitting needles clattered more intensely.

She was putting too much force.

"Right? My baby is also being reserved in the belly, so I thought it might be a girl."

"That's right.

I just said they might have the potential. It's not right to dismiss it outright."

Amalie replied, and Noelle nodded in agreement.

"Right. It's just a conversation. There's no deeper meaning.

I just talked about it the other day.

When the baby kicks, it's cute, like 'tata-tata-tan.'

It's the rhythm of a waltz.

Maybe it's because I've been listening to music for prenatal education. It's a popular song."

Noelle sang the famous phrase for Amalie, who had no interest in music.

When Noelle hummed the musician's tune and spun the sound, Amalie suddenly felt as if she saw a graceful dancer, like a spirit, dancing.

The image was so vivid and left a clear impression.

"Amazing. I felt like I saw a beautiful spirit dancing just now.

Maybe the talent is already budding from the fetal stage?"

Amalie said seriously.

"Really? Is that so..."

Noelle was slightly skeptical, but if Amalie said so, she nodded.

"Seems like there's musical talent.

They say artistic sensitivity should be cultivated from a young age, so maybe we should look for an excellent harp teacher."

"Isn't it a bit early?"

Noelle was more confused.

"It's not like we're making a reservation. Just checking for reference. I have someone in mind."

Amalie offered enthusiastically, so Noelle decided to leave it to her.

The royal supplier brought a wide variety of items.

On this day, Noelle, influenced by Amalie's comment, "This color is so beautiful. It would suit a dancer," inadvertently chose cute peach and cherry pink yarn and baby clothes.

Amalie, on the other hand, when Noelle suggested, "This blue is good. It would suit a future knight," ended up buying blue and light blue yarn and baby clothes.

Additionally, Noelle wouldn't let go of a toy sword, saying, "This toy sword will be a big hit with the future knight," so Amalie bought it as well.

Later, Noelle and Amalie were even more exasperated by their husbands.

One month later.

They were in their final month and resting more often.

The pregnancy was going well, and so was the knitting. Despite being their first time, they were knitting carefully, and the results were good.

The queen's parlor was kept at a comfortable temperature, and the sun shone through the windows, making it a pleasant environment.

However, Noelle and Amalie's moods were somewhat heightened. It was a mix of anxiety about the birth and excitement about meeting their second child. Emotional instability in pregnant women is common, but Noelle and Amalie believed it was the husbands' fault, not their own.

"Didn't I give you a few toy swords? When I was playing with them, saying 'Hey, yeah,' Jules said it wasn't good for prenatal education.

I was just doing a little exercise."

Amalie complained.

"Exercise is important.

Don't break the toy swords; they're for the future knight."

"Of course not."

Amalie laughed and nodded.

Noelle's frequent mention of the "future knight" had become familiar.

Amalie already knew. The "future knight" must be close by. After all, the mother of the future knight can't resist buying toy swords.

"I also listened to the musician's song that Amalie gave me, and Sirius said I was being too enthusiastic."

Listening to music through magical devices was a hobby she had picked up since becoming queen. Although they were quite expensive, she could listen to music by buying magic stones with songs, as she already had an old magical device.

Recently, there was no need to buy them. Amalie was enthusiastic about buying songs and would seriously recommend the same ones to Noelle, saying, "This song will definitely be a hit with the future dancer. It's good for prenatal education. It's calming, right?"

"Right."

Noelle couldn't help but laugh.

The future dancer must really like it. The mother says it's "calming."

As they were enthusiastically discussing, a capable maid brought them warm, sweet herbal tea.

"Oh, what a good smell."

"Let's relax a bit."

The two queens, who were already relaxed, picked up their cups.

The tea soothed their tired throats.

Herbal tea, which is good for pregnant women, is effective for their emotional instability. After venting their complaints, the two queens relaxed.

The maids watched over them.

To put it bluntly, it was inevitable that their husbands would be scolded. The most important thing was that the two queens, who were about to give birth, were at ease. Pregnancy is not a disease, but childbirth is a matter of life and death.

Supporting the queen's physical and mental well-being and ensuring their comfort is the role of a capable maid.

"Delicious."

Noelle sighed contentedly and then remembered something she had meant to ask Amalie but forgot.

"Hey, Amalie.

Has the Arles Empire stopped proposing marriage to Odine?"

About two months ago, the third prince of the Arles Empire proposed marriage to Odine.

A marriage proposal from an 11-year-old prince of a neighboring country to an 8-year-old Odine was not unusual or unnatural.

However, the Arles Empire had recently attempted to invade their country. There was no way they would accept it.

It was insulting.

Jules and Sirius were furious, but they politely declined.

They sent a letter saying, "Although it is not yet public, we have already decided on a partner, so we are very sorry, but this time there is no match."

They must have realized there was no hope.

However, they proposed again.

When they received a response suggesting, "If it's not public, why don't you change it to us?" everyone was speechless.

Naturally, they declined again.

"For now, they haven't come again."

Amalie answered cheerfully.

"That's good.

I could ask Sirius, but I don't want to bring up this topic because it makes him angry."

Noelle sighed in relief.

"Right? Me too. I can't even say the name 'Arles Empire.'

His face gets scary."

"I understand.

I know we can definitely refuse, so I don't feel any crisis."

Noelle shrugged.

"Me too. It's like, 'How dare a big country get rejected? Serves them right.'"

"Exactly."

Noelle nodded in agreement.

If they had lost in that series of incidents, it might have been difficult to refuse.

Even if they had lost, Jules might have used every means to refuse.

The Anzela Kingdom had overcome the artificial hybrid magical beast incident and the trade issues without losing. They would definitely refuse.

"Sirius said the empress probably doesn't know about the artificial magical beast incident."

The third prince's mother was the empress.

"Right, Jules said the same.

It was probably done by the core of the country, and those below didn't know. It's very imperial to call them 'below.'

But I don't want to give our Odine to a prince who is outside the loop. And the ones involved in the incident are out of the question. Either way, we will refuse."

The third prince, while not the crown prince, has a good chance of being selected as the crown prince in a merit-based empire. The marriage proposal from the empire was to make her the empress if they married.

Logically, Odine could become the empress in the future.

The idea of making the princess of a country that had attacked them the empress was questionable.

The third prince's position was unclear.

In the empire, the princes born to the empress, the second empress, and the third empress all have the same succession order. In other words, all the princes born to the first three empresses are essentially first in line. The most capable among them is chosen as the crown prince.

However, the question remains, "How do they determine the most capable?"

It's questionable whether it's truly fair.

In any case, the Anzela Kingdom only thought that the empire was trying to use their princess as a hostage.

They didn't believe the marriage was for friendship or alliance.