Inside the palace, Liliana, dressed in a simple yet elegant white dress, carried two large plates of delicious dishes and set them on the dining table.
Her long white hair, usually flowing down to her waist, was pulled into a neat bun over her right shoulder, highlighting her stunning beauty.
A pink apron with flower and cloud motifs hung around her neck, contrasting with her cold temperament and composed demeanor.
In this moment, Liliana did not resemble the formidable Demon Emperor; instead, she looked more like a gentle, caring mother, though the indifferent expression on her beautiful face remained unchanged.
She surveyed the table, filled with delicious dishes, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Everything is in place. Now, it's just a matter of waiting for the little ones to come for breakfast," Liliana murmured, a gentle smile gracing her lips.
