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She was not her child, but she was a royal child. A child of the dynasty was the Empress’s responsibility, and it was one that Yue upheld fiercely. She kept the princesses close. Saw potential in them. Yue was the mother that was not a mother,
and that was a hole that stewarding a nation could not fill.
Yue received her honors with a smile and a brief closing of her eyes. Then she opened them, unable to be anything but honest underneath the influence of the night, the lack of sleep, and the moon’s heavy weight on her shoulder.
I would make a sorry Empress if recent events didn’t keep me up,she admitted, not certain Shenlei had been able to broach this (potentially negative) perspective with his young daughters yet.
He was strong in the face of all things, and she would never expect him to be anything but. She was here to deal with the finer workings.
Has your mother made the transition as well?
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