816 Chapter 815

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Amy tilted her head up, her eyes bright with excitement as she called out, "Daddy!"

Monbatten froze in place, staring down at the tiny girl. His brows furrowed in confusion. "What did you just call me?"

"Daddy! You're Daddy!"

Her sweet, clear voice rang through the room, leaving Monbatten stunned.

Squatting down to her eye level, Monbatten suddenly chuckled. "How old are you, little one?"

Amy replied in her childish lilt, "Three!"

Keira, standing nearby, found herself at a loss for words, torn between laughter and frustration.

Amy had always been such a well-behaved child and had promised not to cause trouble on the way here. So why was she acting up now?

Keira stepped forward, a polite but apologetic smile on her face. "King Monbatten, I'm so sorry. This is my daughter. She's just teasing you."

Monbatten waved her off with an indulgent laugh. "No worries. She's adorable."

Then, with a wistful sigh, he added, "I wish I had a daughter as sweet as her."

Amy's face lit up as she pointed at herself. "Daddy, I am your daughter!"

Monbatten laughed again, though this time softer. "Alright, alright. You're my daughter."

He reached out to gently pat her head, his eyes growing tender.

now, the desire for a child

vigor. But by twenty-five, when he finally started longing for a family,

at thirty-three, the shadow of succession loomed. Without an heir, the pressure to adopt or designate one from the extended family grew heavier by the day. After all, a king couldn't leave the throne without a successor, and

gaze

her large, sparkling eyes—like fresh grapes in the morning sun.

her hair and turned to Keira. "Why is she so

sighed. "She's actually put on a little weight. She's just

prepared. After

almost fragile frame often reminded people of an ethereal

Keira glanced at Amy.

little one's sudden outburst, calling Monbatten "Daddy," had been terribly improper, but the king's lack of irritation

family, it was the same—no one, from the youngest

words, paired with those shy, pleading

She was simply irresistible.

toward children,

had made Monbatten sensitive to the topic. His relatives often flaunted their offspring before him, hoping to strengthen their

left him exasperated and

Amy was different. From the moment he saw her, she had

Keira and Lewis. "Is she

a look before Lewis

look much

his eyes fixed on Amy, his brows slightly

"Why don't we move into the

into the long banquet hall, where

a high chair had been prepared for Amy, the little girl ignored it, her tiny arms and legs working hard

next to Daddy!" she

pinching the

back, Monbatten stopped her with a laugh. "Let her.

with a warm smile.

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