Regarding this "Father King," Helen had not a shred of fondness, instead wrapped in memories of pain and hatred.
She recalled how her mother had humbly lived, trying to protect her, whether inside the Boditch Royal Palace or on the run, always compromising to keep them both alive.
But her mother had still protected her very well.
Whenever Helen remembered her mother's love, warmth, and how she held Helen's bony hands with all her strength when she died, Helen could never find peace.
Even after meeting her teacher and beginning a life beyond her wildest dreams, Helen was still occasionally awakened by nightmares.
The chief cause of her and her mother's suffering was the "Father King," His Majesty the King of Boditch!
Was she really going to meet him?
Was it really going to be that easy?
Thinking of this, Helen felt a bit lost.
After all, in her previous experiences, even the manager of a merchant group was a big deal to her and her mother, let alone the King of Boditch.
