Romantic Fantasy
Sheet 15: Getting to Know Kids

“True too, besides the two of you, now there are only eighteen people left. I don't know everyone yet, don't you want to meet me?” ask Zinn.

The children stared at each other, Fiery nodded his head.

“I am Fiery Fuchsia Daffodil. Nice to meet you, Mrs.”

“I am Qerza Turquoise Cardinal. Nice to know you, Mrs.”

“I am Roy de Rooi Daffodil. Hello, Mrs.”

“I am Ahmar Osmanthus Daffodil. Hello, Mrs.”

“I am Flowery Blue Tahiti. Hello, Mrs.”

“I am a twin of Flow, Florida Blue Tahiti. Nice to meet you, Mrs.”

“I am Wila Veranya Daffodil. Hello, Mrs.”

“I am Cyrvony Light Daffodil. Hello, Mrs.”

“I am Cyrvena Light Daffodil, older brother of Vony. Hello, Mrs.”

“I am Semayawi Navy Daffodil, older brother of Vena and Vony. Nice to know you.”

“I am Brick Parchment Daffodil. Greetings to Madam.”

“I am Fawn Parchment Daffodil. Nice to meet you, Mrs.”

“I am Canary Golden Alabaster. Greetings to Madam.”

“I am Dijon de Rooi Daffodil. Greetings to Madam.”

“I am Amber Marmalade Daffodil. Nice to know you, Mrs.”

“I am Mahogany Tuscan Alabaster. Greetings to Madam.”

“I am Rouge Lemonade Tahiti. Greetings to Madam.”

“I am Ash Midnight Raven. Greetings to Madam.”

“I am Slate Midnight Raven. Greetings to Madam.”

“I am Fable Midnight Raven. Greetings to Madam.”

As the children finished their acquaintance with Zinn, the door of the banquet hall opened again. Frost entered without bringing anything.

Zinn partially covered his face and held back a laugh. “Have you failed in cooking again, Your Majesty?” ask her with a slightly scornful tone.

Frost grinned coldly. He flicked his fingers, many good foods were available in front of his face.

“Oh, it turns out that someone desperately learned Kitchen Magic and succeeded,” Zinn replied.

The atmosphere between them stiffened and the children could only sit upright with cold sweat slowly flowing.

“You wait for what? Afraid I'd poison you?” ask Frost to the kids. His face was so flat that it shocked the children.

“You enjoy dinner.” Zinn included the dried salted vegetables provided by Frost to calm the children. “Me and Your Majesty will talk for a while outside. Don't worry, you must be hungry all day not eating. We'll be back soon.”

Frost raised his eyebrows when Zinn closed the door.

Frost pulled Zinn into his arms. “Have you thought about their question? Want to be parents to them or not?”

Zinn gulped and threw away his face. Face blushing. ‘What does His Majesty mean to ask about this against me?’ tanyakanya.

“Do you intend to avoid again, Zinnia Pramidita Ganache?” Frost whispered right next to Zinn's ear, making the owner of the pink eye bead goosebumps.

“Who said that I would avoid?” ask Zinn. “I've thought about it and plan to give my answer to His Majesty.”

“So, what's your answer, Zinnia Pramidita Ganache?”

“I want to raise them to be my children.” Zinn smiled as he said that.

“Good. Now when are you going to marry me?”

Zinn immediately glared at Frost. The owner of the golden eye bead was completely unfathomable. “What do you mean by marrying you?”

“Didn't you clearly hear their question earlier?” god Frost.

Zinn of course heard Qerza's question clearly. But he thought it was just a child's joke. After all, it was impossible for all the children to agree with his decision.

“Of course I heard clearly that they will think of you as a Father. But, it's strange that in one night an honorable person like you even got twenty kids at once,” sneer Zinn. He's getting better at fighting with Frost, unlike him when he first came to Castleton: very quiet and submissive.

“I have no problem with this. So, who's going to take issue with it? If they dared to take issue with it, wouldn't this be tantamount to seeking death? Who wants to die?” Frost asked haughtily. “But, I want these kids not all to be by our side. If they exist, isn't the name self-doubt? Protecting yourself alone is difficult, especially having to protect these very many children.”

“I think so too. I want to ask the kids about this. If they all want to be with us, then just accept it. If anyone does not want to, we can find a family with a good background for them,” Zinn said.

“All I leave to you, my future wife. Now, shouldn't we join them for dinner? I think dinner was almost finished devoured by the boys.”

Zinn chuckled softly. He was happy that Frost seemed more alive after the events that befell them in Daffodil. He had also been determined not to hold back any feelings towards Frost. If he wants to be angry, he will be angry. If he is happy, then the feeling of pleasure will also be shown by him.

“You look better than you were,” whispered Frost.

Zinn punched Frost on the shoulder and opened the banquet hall door. Unexpectedly, it turned out that the children did not eat at all.

“Why don't you guys eat?” Zinn had a confused expression on his face. He thought, ‘Don't be afraid that other foods have poison.’

Zinn shut his mouth and could not help but smile. He felt that the children of Daffodil were very attractive and overly cautious.

“It is impolite if we eat without you both,” Qerza said. “So, we decided to wait.”

“Is it true your reason is just that?” Zinn chuckled small, making Frost raise his eyebrows—know another reason meant by the owner of the pink eye bead.

“If Madam wants to joke about the presence of poison or not, Ash has already tried all these foods and not convulsing.” Qerza puffed his cheeks, seemingly learning from Zinn who likes to do so when resentful or angry.

Zinn chuckled and pulled Frost to sit down with them. “We have decided, we want to raise you to be our children. If there's a need or anything, just find us. Or, if anyone disagrees, we can find a new family for you. You can discuss and convey it to us.”

“We both agreed to be your two children,” said Fiery and Qerza, simultaneously.

“We, Raven, also agreed to be the children of His Majesty and Lady,” said Ash, who was given a nod by Fable and Slate.

“Raven is a tribe adept at the use of swords, daggers, and premeditated murder. In that case, it looks like it will be suitable to be trained by His Majesty.”

Frost raised his eyebrows. “Did you say that I am very good at premeditated murder as well, Ganache?”

“If it's not like that, then what's it like, Your Majesty?”