But for some people, this is his nightmare, and the owner of this nightmare is nothing but Elias.
Standing on the balcony of the palace courtyard, Elias looked at the attendants in the garden. They were each performing their own duties and were very different from him. Now Elias is like staying in a cage and can only stay in this small building.
He couldn't go out, so he could only stand on the balcony, looking greedily at the scenery outside, and longing to leave here, but he knew that his ability was limited now and he had no way to leave.
"Elias..." A voice came from behind, and a woman who looked in her fifties appeared beside Elias.
"Mother!" Elais looked back at his mother, looking at her paler than when he left, Elais felt a little distressed.
"Why are you back?" Lu Wenyi held his son's hand and looked at his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time, missing him very much.
"There were some problems in City A, so I came back early." However, his mission was not complete yet. When he came back, he was scolded. However, he didn't leave now. If he wanted to complete the task, he would be afraid that it would take more time.
"Have you lived well in City A these days?"
Elias nodded. Compared to being in the French royal family, his days in City A can be regarded as the most free day. He is relatively free every day except missing his mother.
Although he has to face different women every day, his life is more comfortable than in the French royal family.
"Since you're doing well, why come back?" He was a child who loved freedom. Because of her relationship, he could only be bound to the French royal family. If he left, his wings that protected her would be broken.
He could only follow their orders.
"Mother, you're here!" He could do anything, but he had no choice but to refuse his mother. He looked at her mother who was only over forty years old, but she looked older than a 50-year-old woman. Her long black hair was now half white.
He remembered that when he was young, his favorite thing was to touch his mother's seaweed-like hair. Now looking at his pale hair, Elias stretched out his hand and stroked his mother's hair.
"You don't have to worry about me. You can live the life you want. Why come back and suffer this?" She blamed herself for why she had to be born in the French royal family. If she hadn't been obsessed with her when she was young, then Elias would not have lived this hard work.
"Mother, leave? Where can I go?" As long as he gave a command, Wu Ren could still find him back wherever he went. Can he really leave?
He knew that he could not do it at all, and there was no way to do it.
Even when he was in City A, the one he was most worried about was his mother.
How he wanted to take his mother away from here instead of being imprisoned in this place all the time and being a sparrow that cannot fly out.
"It's so deep that my mother and son are in love. I almost cried when I see it!" A diamond ring dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a ruby on her hand, the ring on her hand could tell her identity.
The French royal queen - Fiona... The French royal family is magnificent.
But for some people, this is his nightmare, and the owner of this nightmare is nothing but Elias.
Standing on the balcony of the palace courtyard, Elias looked at the attendants in the garden. They were each performing their own duties and were very different from him. Now Elias is like staying in a cage and can only stay in this small building.
He couldn't go out, so he could only stand on the balcony, looking greedily at the scenery outside, and longing to leave here, but he knew that his ability was limited now and he had no way to leave.
"Elias..." A voice came from behind, and a woman who looked in her fifties appeared beside Elias.
"Mother!" Elais looked back at his mother, looking at her paler than when he left, Elais felt a little distressed.
"Why are you back?" Lu Wenyi held his son's hand and looked at his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time, missing him very much.
"There were some problems in City A, so I came back early." However, his mission was not complete yet. When he came back, he was scolded. However, he didn't leave now. If he wanted to complete the task, he would be afraid that it would take more time.
"Have you lived well in City A these days?"
Elias nodded. Compared to being in the French royal family, his days in City A can be regarded as the most free day. He is relatively free every day except missing his mother.
Although he has to face different women every day, his life is more comfortable than in the French royal family.
"Since you're doing well, why come back?" He was a child who loved freedom. Because of her relationship, he could only be bound to the French royal family. If he left, his wings that protected her would be broken.
He could only follow their orders.
"Mother, you're here!" He could do anything, but he had no choice but to refuse his mother. He looked at her mother who was only over forty years old, but she looked older than a 50-year-old woman. Her long black hair was now half white.
He remembered that when he was young, his favorite thing was to touch his mother's seaweed-like hair. Now looking at his pale hair, Elias stretched out his hand and stroked his mother's hair.
"You don't have to worry about me. You can live the life you want. Why come back and suffer this?" She blamed herself for why she had to be born in the French royal family. If she hadn't been obsessed with her when she was young, then Elias would not have lived this hard work.
"Mother, leave? Where can I go?" As long as he gave a command, Wu Ren could still find him back wherever he went. Can he really leave?
He knew that he could not do it at all, and there was no way to do it.
Even when he was in City A, the one he was most worried about was his mother.
How he wanted to take his mother away from here instead of being imprisoned in this place all the time and being a sparrow that cannot fly out.
"It's so deep that my mother and son are in love. I almost cried when I see it!" A diamond ring dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a ruby on her hand, the ring on her hand could tell her identity.