January 13th
It snowed again today. Anna still wouldn't let me go out. I had no choice but to continue practicing yoga indoors with Milan. Leon stayed with me the whole time this time. After the yoga session, I went to the balcony as usual and watched my daughters playing in the snow in the yard.
Leon stood beside me for a while, then suddenly seemed to remember something and hurried out. When he returned, he was holding a nearly melted little snowman.
The little snowman was clearly a 'girl,' with long hair, a melon seed face, and a crudely shaped but expressive tail. Leon said he made it to look like me.
I had intended to praise him—finally learning how to cheer me up. But this jerk asked, "Looks good, right?" and then smashed that snowman to pieces.
His action hit two of my sore spots at once: first, it was exactly what I had always wanted to do to him, and he stole my idea; second, the melted snow made my floor dirty.
Well, since he made a snowman of me during the day, as revenge, I made a 'little man' of him at night. As expected, he surrendered and made me another snowman, placing it outside my balcony.
Hmm, I'm happy.
January 14th
Yoga.
January 15th
Yoga.
January 16th
Yoga.
January 17th
I gave Milan the day off. Things didn't go quite as I initially thought. While yoga does help pass the time, it still gets a bit monotonous after a while. I considered going out for a walk, but Anna probably wouldn't allow it.
January 18th
My palace has turned into a 'prison,' and I am planning an escape, with Leon Cosmodeous as my accomplice. Today, we devised a detailed escape plan.
First, after breakfast tomorrow, Leon will approach Anna under the pretext of reviewing her recent work and inspecting various parts of the palace.
Meanwhile, I will slip out through the front door. The most dangerous place is often the safest—Anna would never suspect I'd dare to leave through the main entrance.
Second, I will prepare a maid's uniform so the guards mistake me for a member of the maid corps, avoiding any commotion.
Lastly, by the time Anna discovers her queen has successfully escaped, I'll have been outside playing with my precious daughters for quite some time!
With the plan flawless, the escape is sure to succeed!
January 19th
Escape failed. Anna mentioned that the prince has never shown interest in the affairs of the Silver Dragon clan, so his sudden request to inspect work was suspicious. Therefore, she remained vigilant and indeed uncovered Her Majesty's escape plan.
Foolish Cosmodeous, unable to handle such a simple task. What use are you to this queen?!
[Leon: How is it my fault?]
February 20th
The sixth month of pregnancy. My belly has noticeably grown larger, and I often experience backaches, making it impossible to stand for too long. Yoga classes have been forced to stop. My daily life is now confined to bed, the dining table, and the restroom—a rigid routine.
February 21st
Leon brought me many new and interesting toys: Rubik's Cube, wooden cars, puzzles, nine-ring puzzles, and other knick-knacks. I asked him where he got them, and he said he made them himself. But aren't these the crystallization of human wisdom? Don't you dragons have them?
February 25th
Noah is about to start school again—her second semester at St. Heath Academy. I look forward to my daughter achieving even better results.
[Leon: Mother Dragon, do you really want my daughter to force me into her graduation project?]
[Noah: Dad, my graduation is to kill a Dragon Slayer! Be a good dad and become my graduation project.]
March 5th
While measuring Muen, I found she has grown much taller compared to last year. She's gone from a small-sized cutie to a medium-sized one, and by the end of this year, she'll probably be a large-sized cutie.
Leon said our daughter is getting prettier as she grows, just like him. I told him he has no shame. He got flustered.
Don't worry, your turn to be flustered will come.
March 6th
The clan doctor came to check on me and said the baby is developing well, with an expected due date around late June. The doctor also mentioned that my own health, especially my mental state, is much better compared to when I was pregnant with Noah and Muen, which is highly beneficial for the baby's development.
Before leaving, the doctor dropped a little gossip, asking me, "Your Majesty, is it because of the prince's company this year that has made you so happy?"
Although I didn't want to admit it, over these past few months, Leon has indeed made outstanding contributions in alleviating my pregnancy anxieties.
100 Ways to Use a War Prisoner: Pretending to be a Husband.
[Leon: I should have died in that dungeon and accompanied my fallen brothers in heaven.]
April 7th
My sister wrote to me, mentioning the Crimson Flame Dragon King, Constantine, whom we discussed during our last visit to Sky City. She said he has recently dispatched a considerable number of troops to harass the Wind Dragon Clan's vicinity, causing minor conflicts in an attempt to instigate a larger clash.
However, what's strange is that Constantine hasn't sent his elite forces yet; he's merely keeping a close watch on the borders of the Wind Dragon Clan's territory.
This could be a precursor to war. My sister said she has been secretly communicating with the Wind Dragon Clan, fearing that Constantine might pull some trick, causing the Red Dragon Clan to be attacked. Hence, she hasn't been able to visit me during my pregnancy, and she apologized for that.
I replied that there was no need to apologize. If necessary, I could lend her part of the Silver Dragon Clan's forces as we discussed before.
She said there was no need for now and that when the time came, she would naturally ask me for troops.
I hope everything is well with my sister.
May 15th
Noah came home for the weekend and mentioned that she will be on summer vacation next month. She said that after I give birth and recover, our whole family of five will go to the seaside for a vacation. Naturally, I agreed.
At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh at how quickly time passes. It's almost my due date.
May 29th
In the afternoon, there was a sudden thunderous roar from the back mountain of the temple, and the sky gathered dark clouds due to the powerful magical fluctuations.
I thought dangerous creatures might have sneaked in, until I saw Leon sneaking back from the back mountain on the balcony. I knew it must be him up to something.
During dinner, I asked him what he was doing in the back mountain and how he caused such a commotion.
He stuttered and seemed to be hiding something. Didn't want to talk? Alright then, let's have a long-overdue round of truth or dare at 2:30.
It turns out he was testing the extent of his magical recovery in the afternoon. Judging from that thunderous roar and the exaggerated 'change of heaven and earth,' it seems this dog of a man has already recovered to his peak.
But I just found out that he was in a depleted magical state before. Damn it, he hid it so well. If I had known earlier, I would have bullied him more before he fully matured.
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—June 29th, Rossweise's Due Date—
By evening, the bedroom was filled with members of the maid squad and several excellent female doctors from the clan.
The queen's childbirth was of utmost importance, and there couldn't be any mistakes.
She lay on the large bed, completely exhausted, with occasional contractions causing her to break out in a fragrant sweat.
Several female doctors continuously monitored the queen's condition, ensuring the safest birthing environment.
The maids were busy, leaving no time to be idle.
At this final stage, Leon could not help much. He could only sit quietly on the balcony, holding Muen, while Noah stood beside him, holding her sister's small hand. The three of them waited silently.
But inexplicably, Leon started to feel anxious, as if something bad was about to happen.
Noah seemed to notice Leon's worry and proactively comforted him, "Daddy, Mommy will be fine. After Mommy has the baby and recovers, we'll all go to the beach together."
His little sweetheart was always so understanding.
Leon adjusted his mood, patted her head, and smiled, saying, "Okay."
He then turned his head and looked towards the horizon. The sunset had dyed the sky red, resembling a blazing fire.
[Red? Red? Crimson!!!!!]