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Emma wept in her room silently but then finally stopped when she heard the door to her room open. She glanced over her shoulder and saw a familiar little girl, her daughter somehow found her way back here.
"Livia?"
Emma's brother Aran had kindly told her that he would take care of Livia for her while she was recovering. The Prince saw how much his sister was suffering and wanted to give her enough time to grieve.
That was why he temporarily took over the responsibility of taking care of his niece.
Although it was unknown to him that Livia had searched for her mother and darted back to Emma's chambers.
"Mama!" Livia cried out and flew into her mother's arms.
Emma's eyes widened and she gently held her daughter for a moment. "What's wrong, Livia?"
Her daughter sniffed and looked up to her mother. "I had a nightmare and couldn't sleep. Uncle Aran was snoring too."