As Ross seldom behaved like this, Yasmin stared at him, not knowing how to react.

"Mom, I know you're scared too. You're scared of aging and death, and you're worried because there are many things you haven't finished yet. I know you want to continue the experiment not just to live forever but because you have many things you want to do for the country."

Yasmin fought back her tears upon hearing this.

“I know you've been exhausted all these years. Whenever I get home late and walk past your room, I can hear you pacing around inside. You've shouldered everything, and I wish to share your burden, but..."

Ross did not continue. Although he meant well, he did not want his mother to think he wanted her power. The truth was that he just did not want her to tire herself out at her age.

Yasmin's hand, "You've

while before saying huskily, "Ross, do you...want

at her son profoundly. She had wondered about it for a very long time but had never voiced it out. Now, she could not

if I said I didn't. I wanted to be king since the day I was old

smiled as he spoke. Even

"I'm your son and second only to you in Yudonia. It doesn't matter much whether I'm a prince or a king.

held her hand and said with a half-smile, "The country has developed well over these years. I think it doesn't matter who the ruler is as long as

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255