"What is this?"
Erelyn stared at the scene unfolding in the sky, momentarily lost in thought.
In her mind, Sylvia was still that little girl who had just stopped crying every day and started taking her training seriously.
But now, the sweet and playful banter between Timothy and Sylvia, along with their affectionate gestures, was enough to make anyone's heart melt.
It was only then that Erelyn realized Sylvia was no longer that pitiful child. Not only had she become a powerful Holy Emperor, but she also had a love that anyone would envy.
"Seriously, they're so sweet it's almost sickening. Aren't they worried about giving everyone else cavities?" Erelyn muttered under her breath, though a faint smile tugged at her lips.
That smile was filled with genuine relief.
