Unparalleled Motherly Love II
[Fia's POV]
I saw how my older daughter left with a renewed vigour and sighed in relief, one problem left, now...
Layla lunged on me and started crying her heart out, so much so that we both fell on the room's floor as she kept sobbing and sobbing, obviously... the girl was so headstrong she placed a barrier beforehand.
"Dear, calm down..."
"H-How c-can I c-calm!?" She said in between her sobs, wrenching my heart.
This is not the first time.
I was starting to get fed up with Sirzechs, in fact... I think I'm fed up. He is with my daughter, he treats her well and he gives her everything she needs except for one thing.
Love.
He doesn't love Layla, he's in love with Grayfia, something my daughter was afraid to confirm until now but she confirmed it.
What can I tell her to help her? what words can a mother possibly convey? I have never been in this situation... Greyoll has been my first and only man, my cousin and also the love of my life. I was courted before, he was courted as well... but neither of us really swayed in that direction. I could advise Grayfia because I have been in her shoes, but... I don't know what to say to Layla. She loves Sirzechs so madly... I don't even know why.
The only thing I could do was to hold her in my arms like the first time when she was born, hoping that would somehow soothe her spirit.
This time, Layla didn't cry nearly as much as the previous times... always an affair... it wasn't the affairs that hurt her, it was the secrecy... as a satan, it was clear that Sirzechs would be a man of many women and she never opposed it, what she hated and grieved upon was his uncaring nature as if he didn't care what Layla thought about his actions.
"Mother..."
"..."
"What should I do? w-what... should I do..."
"Dear, what do you want to do? that's the answer".
"I think... what I want to do...*sob* won't make me happy..."
"Now... I believe that he will finally realise, Layla... now that he has been thoroughly rejected and stepped on, I think he will finally give up".
"... but then? is that how it is going to be? I'm always going to be... a second option? is his behaviour going to change? remain the same... I don't think... I can trust Sirzechs anymore... even after I begged brother-in-law to forgive him, in the name of our child, he still..."
Recalling that moment made her cry more in sadness and disappointment, mostly disappointment.
I sighed and decided to whisper something in her ears.
Layla's eyes gasped in disbelief and her sobs stopped abruptly as she looked at me, I took her bangs aside and smiled.
"M-Mother, a-are you serious".
"I am"
"B-But I have a child!"
"And your child will be perfectly happy... but... will Millicas not notice that mummy is not okay? you need to take care of your own happiness, moreover... you have not denied my suggestion~"
!!!
She blushed madly and covered her mouth.
"But, big sister..."
"I don't think she will mind, moreover... wouldn't this be a sweet revenge?~ she made your man infatuated so... maybe you should make her man infatuated with you~"
"Mother you're a devil!"
"That I am, dear, I am~"
I know that what I'm doing is a wicked thing, but... given my daughter's and my son-in-law's nature, there shouldn't be a problem. If I was accepted, they should accept Layla as well. I wouldn't even mind stepping back and giving my spot to Layla... I'd do anything for my daughters.
If the perfect man just appeared out of nowhere, I will have no qualms in viciously pushing both my daughters to him.
"How could you possibly suggest something like that?!" She said with a voice filled with outrage, alas... this headstrong girl still went and stood in front of the mirror, watching her expression and looking at her muddy dress in disbelief as if only now she was aware that so far she's been dressing like this.
"..." I smiled and remained silent while looking for a new dress for her, aware that she was deep in her own thoughts, thinking about the future, making calculations.
I don't want my two daughters to fight one another, I only wanted them to be happy... as a mother, I couldn't feel any more realisation than this.
"Mother..."
"Yes, dear~ did you think about it?"
"W-Wouldn't that make me... a bad maid?"
"Yes, that makes you a bad maid" I couldn't lie to her about this, if she did this... she'd be betraying her master's trust.
"Then I can't! it goes against-"
She turned to look at me, only to find a dead serious gaze countering her arguments.
"Sometimes, for the sake of happiness, we have to reconsider our choices, no matter how deep we are in the path that we 'believe' correct. It is better to suffer from pain than to suffer from regret, after all... is there any happiness in following an undeserving master?"
"..."
"I have taught you everything you know, dear... and if I was in your shoes, that's what I would do, however... the choice is yours to make".
That said; I undressed her and Layla stood there all the time. I washed her quickly with water magic before tucking her into a new white dress; one of my own. Thankfully her breasts are quite big and she fits inside perfectly, to think my daughter has grown this much~
After the dress was done and tidy I prepared her hand, setting it loose and straight, placing a single braid along her back with a flower bum, she looks gorgeous again.
Being a mother is so difficult sometimes, but I wouldn't exchange this for anything.
After five hundred years, my family is finally together again.
Grayfia brought the three of us a gift... and if I can have my daughters and me be happy for eternity because of it, then even if I have to make them share it while I take only the remains, that's good enough for me.
Venelana is not going to like this, but I would never choose a friend over my family.