Let Me Do It

There was a blurry light in the midst of her drowsiness. A water droplet dripped onto her face. They were so close to each other, yet she could not even make out that frail and elderly face.

"Granny, are you there?" That familiar voice spoke once again. It sounded so far away and it was weak and hoarse. "Are you… crying?"

"No, no. An old lady like me is just feeling happy for Princess." The old granny calmly wiped away her tears and held the children beside her closely. "Congratulations, Princess. They are both lovely girls. They look as pretty as you were when you were a child."

"Where are they? Let me see them. Granny, I can barely see anymore."

The old granny lowered her head and tried her best to stop herself from crying. "They are right in front of you."

A cold hand probed around in the air and finally landed on the child's face. Her touch was as soft as feathers. It was also itchy and the child began to laugh.