"They are calm."
Yelan and Molly straightened their back as they heard the soft and deep voice from the woman in front of them. Even Yesha stopped cradling Damian as he heard Helena.
The beautiful middle-aged woman was holding Niamh in her arms. She noticed how calm they were as if they knew what was happening right now.
"The outside is noisy. But they're not making any tantrums..." she flatly said with her cold expression.
She just made Yelan and Molly even more tense.
'Why do I feel like attending to the Queen...?' Yelan thought as she felt her shoulders tightening.
Helena glared at Niamh, who stared at her innocently. Then, she said, "Act more like a baby. Cry more. Don't be like your mother. Make a fuss."
Niamh didn't seem like she understood, so with her innocent expression, she just tilted her head.
