Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 887 Meeting Grandma
Crystal’s POV:
I took my kids out for dinner in the evening before returning home. As soon as I stepped through the door, my subordinate approached me holding an exquisitely crafted invitation.
As I took in the familiar national flower and the elegant cover, I instantly guessed what the invitation was for. “Is this an invitation to the celebration of the empire?” I asked.
My subordinate smiled. “Yes, Alpha. The military parade, which is held every four years, is about to take place. Will you attend it this year?”
“No. Just arrange for the gifts and send them to the capital city as usual. Inform them that I’m too busy with government affairs to attend the parade.” I shook my head and took the invitation from him. Unlike before, this year’s invitation also included a handwritten letter from the lycan king. As I ran my fingers over the beautiful familiar handwriting, a wave of bitterness rose within me.
“Yes, Alpha. I’ll go and prepare the gifts.”
“Okay.” I waved my hand and walked into the room with the invitation.
Both kids were reading books on the sofa. I placed the invitation in a locked cabinet and stared blankly into the distance for a while.
My mind was muddled and that man’s face occupied all my thoughts.
Five years had passed, and I speculated that he must have found a new mate.
I knew with certainty that Rufus would start his family sooner or later. It was not only his duty to continue his bloodline, but also what the royal elders wished.
I inhaled deeply but failed to raise my spirits. “Mom, I need to take a shower!”
Beryl ran over barefoot at this moment and threw herself into my arms, bringing me crashing back to the present.
When I came to my senses, I locked the sadness away in a corner of my mind and smiled. I reached out to caress her little face and kissed her. Then I picked her up and said, “Let’s go take a shower.”
As I walked by the sofa, I gather Arron in my arms as well and said, “Arron, you should take a shower too.”
“No, Mom. I’m a big boy now. I can shower by myself,” Arron squirmed in my arms and blushed.
“Are you sure? The last time you took a shower by yourself, the whole bathroom became flooded with water.” I raised my eyebrows and scrutinized him.
“Yes, I had an accident last time. I couldn’t reach the knob for the shower head, which is why the bathroom got flooded,” Arron replied with blazing cheeks.
“That’s because you’re too short!” Beryl looked at her brother and said in her childish voice, but her words were enough to anger him.
Beryl was slightly taller than Arron, so she always showed off in front of him.
I pinched her lips together and reproachfully said with a smile, “Don’t make fun of your brother. You’re not that much taller than him.”
She pouted. “I know I’m only half a finger taller than him, but the truth remains that I’m the taller one!”
“Fine, it’s time to shower!” I ordered. Before Arron could protest again, I took him along too.
The bathroom was quite spacious and contained two small cubicles. Both of them had a bathtub and a small stool with a curtain running down the middle. This was done so I could keep the kids separate and bathe them at the same time, saving me a lot of time.
Although both kids were mature for five-year-olds, they still needed adults to take care of their daily requirements.
After bathing them, I carried them out of the bathroom and plunked them on the bed.
Then I took my phone out and waved it in front of them. “Do you miss Grandma? Do you want to see her?”
“Yes!” Arron and Beryl answered together happily. “Then sit down.” I ordered them to sit properly and made a video call. I projected the call onto a big screen. I had planned to video call Laura and informed her in advance. The call connected quickly, and Laura’s wrinkled face filled the screen.