"Your Majesty, the people are still asking for the princesse's wedding day. We need to give them a date soon before they cause a rebellion." One general spoke.
Lucian looked around the table. All the others in the meeting seemed to agree.
"They will have a date once I give a date." Lucian said calmly.
He could see disappointed looks around the table, but he didn't care. This was a matter of his daughter's happiness, and if it needed to take time, so be it.
"You are dismissed." He said standing up from his seat and then leaving.
How he hated those meeting lately. All they talked about was his daughter's wedding day.
As he strode through the hall, he came across Lincoln. "Your Majesty. Princess Heaven left the castle." He informed.
Lucian nodded, a bit confused. He knew this wasn't the first time Heaven snuck out of the castle, but she had never done it during daytime before. He wondered if something happened.
"Princess Regina accompanied her." Lincoln added.
"Alright. Does Hazel know?"
"I am not sure. Maybe her guards told her already."
"Tell me when she comes back." Lucian ordered.
Lincoln nodded and left.
Lucian went to his chamber where he expected to find Hazel. Ylva was helping her get dressed when he entered the room.
"Your Majesty." Ylva bowed before getting back to helping Hazel.
His wife turned to him. "Your daughter left." She stated simply. This time she sounded less accusing.
Lucian always felt the need to correct her. It was their daughter, not just his, but he knew what she meant. He was the one who spoiled her.
"And you are angry again." He said.
Hazel shook her head. "No, I am not. I have been thinking." She dismissed Ylva before sitting down on a chair.
Lucian went to sit next to her, sensing that she was about to tell him something unusual.
Hazel sighed heavily before she spoke. "I feel that my fear of losing her has made me into the kind of mother I don't want to be. I am giving her the same fate that I had and I am making her unhappy."
"You are not making her unhappy and you are a wonderful mother." Lucian assured her.
Hazel shook her head, her eyes getting a little teary. "I feel that I have to choose between her happiness and her safety and it's so difficult. I don't know what to do. That's probably why she likes you more. I don't want her to dislike me, so I think I have to let her decide what to do with her life. If she wants to go out, then…" She shook her head, a tear falling down her cheek.
Lucian knew motherhood had been difficult for Hazel. She hated that their daughter had to have the same fate as she had. If someone knew what it felt like to live isolated, then it was Hazel, therefore she had hoped to give their daughter a different life. But it was easier said than done.
Lucian took Hazel's hands in his. "You are doing great and Heaven loves you and she doesn't blame you. She told me herself. We have taught her everything we could, now that she has grown up we have to let her decide the way she wants to live. It's alright to let go."
But Lucian had to admit that even he was worried. Where did Heaven go this time? Hopefully, she would come back unharmed as she usually did.
Maybe Roshan knew where she could be.
After making sure that Hazel was alright, Lucian teleported himself to Roshans home. He hated to arrive uninvited, but that's what Roshan always did.
Roshan loved to live a luxurious life. His house was built like a castle and had the most expensive furnishing.
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