"PRINCESS Neoma, welcome back."
"We're so happy that Your Imperial Highness is here with us again."
"You're not allowed to die on us again, Princess Neoma."
[Haha~]
Neoma held back her laughter, though.
She didn't find the situation funny because she hated seeing her "children" cry, especially if it was because of her.
But she felt touched seeing Paige, Juri, Xion, Jeno, and even Lewis cry.
There was one who couldn't look at her in the eye, though.
"Greko, what's wrong?" Neoma asked, squatting down to meet Greko's eyes level. "You don't want to see your beautiful eomma?"
Greko hung his head lower while sobbing. "I'm sorry, eomma. Because of me–"
"It wasn't your fault, Greko," Neoma said, cupping Greko's face and gently urging him to look at her. "Don't blame yourself for my "death.""
"But eomma…"
