That Day I Became A Daughter Of The Demon Lord
Episode 12's

the Felicia PoV

I woke up this morning with a stomach. I don't know how long I slept. Edgar was lying right beside me, with one of his hands being my impromptu pillow. His cold eyes were perfectly closed with a regular roar of breath. I want to disturb his sleep. But the intention was off because given how happy the devil's face was when I woke up, which meant that he had fought hard to make me aware.

I want to know how long I slept and what happened.

Oiya, I just remembered. The silver-haired woman with snake-like eyes that I saw yesterday when I first opened her eyes was Madam Amber, the snake woman who was well respected among demons, vampires, and even humans. The woman often steals hearings between angels and God. That's why his prophecy was never doubted by anyone.

"You're not crying? Usually babies will cry when they wake up."

Long live. The person I just thought of came straight away. Looking closely at this woman is very beautiful. It's just that his eyes are a little creepy.

"Let's eat" he said, slipping his hand around my neck. Realizing that there was an alien movement, Edgar immediately woke up and charged Madam Amber with a small knife that was enveloped in a dark aura. His eyes are squeaking, ready to strike if Madam Amber does anything negative.

Madam Amber was a little surprised by that, but she remained calm. "Your Majesty, I just want to feed him. If you are suspicious of me, please taste the pumpkin porridge I made for him" Madam Amber said as she offered Edgar a bowl of porridge.

The man lowered his knife, and then kept it under his cloak. Seeing that, I asked a question in my brain. Was Edgar not afraid of having his stomach pierced if he slept with a knife in his robe?

Madam Amber sat me down, then fed me with her porridge. Tastes sweet. The texture is also not too soft, making me have to chew for a moment before swallowing it. He did it so I was more used to chewing. Does Madam Amber have children? He seems to be used to this.

"I'm surprised you took care of him, Your Majesty. You're keeping your death."

Hey wait, what does that mean?

"I'm not going to die, Amber. Look, all he can do is sit back and show a plain, dog-like face."

The annoying side still doesn't go away. Though this cold man was very worried when I was unconscious for days. Now he says I'm like a dog.

"Your Majesty, that's so evil." Madam Amber protested while cleaning up the messy porridge on my lips. I could have licked it, but the woman kindly helped me remove it. Really dream mom.

"I was wrong?"

The woman replied with a smile. "No, Your Grace. You are the absolute truth." Madam Amber kept quiet for a moment, then continued, "But Felice is your son. Give it a better parable" he said in a teacher-like tone telling young children why we shouldn't sit at a table.

"Example?"

"Hmmm..." Madam Amber touched her chin, thinking for a moment. "What about diamonds? So beautiful, so beautiful, and so precious to you. Felice is your diamond."

There was no reply from Edgar. The man moved out of the room, into a place I knew nothing about. Looks like he wants to take a shower. Or breakfast?

"All right, that's smart." Madam Amber smiled, looking into my eyes with her two creepy-looking eyes. We stared at each other for a while, until the woman turned her eyes away while cleaning up the dirty bowl and empty milk bottle.

"Edgar has chosen to take care of you, when I have told the stubborn man that you will be the cause of his death."

What the fuck? Cause of Edgar's death? Me?

Madam Amber continued, "You may not understand what I say, princess, but if one day you really intend to hurt His Majesty, I will kill you first." The woman stood up, quickly moving from the room. The milk bottle and dirty bowl were also taken out.

And now I'm alone.

Should I cry for someone to come? Why did they leave me alone? Are they not afraid that I will be used again by unknown beings?

All right, I'll try to do it myself.

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