I Wished For You [Michaeng]

Chapter 21: A Daughter for Christmas

A/N: Hey everyone! This is a special Christmas chapter for you all! My present to you for the holidays!

A couple of notes: this chapter takes a bit of dialogue from chapter 11, and Hirai Mako is just a name made up for the story. I don't know any of the characters' parents' actual names aside from Mina's (Akira and Sachiko).

After this, we only have three chapters left (including the epilogue). I almost can't believe it myself, we're so close!

Hope you enjoy!

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King Myoui Akira had always loved Christmas, ever since he was a child. Every year, he hung ornaments on trees around the palace, enjoyed a cup of hot cocoa by the fireplace he lit himself, wrapped presents to the best of his ability for his loved ones, and helped the servants make dinner. At least that last one was until he pushed his oldest daughter into becoming one. He was scared to even step into the kitchen after that. He never even left a gift on the table for her, no matter how much he wanted to, he just couldn't muster up the courage to do so. That was one of his biggest regrets, that although he was able to watch and protect Momo from afar, he never fully interacted with her very much after she became a servant. This Christmas, however, it was going to be different, he was going to confront his fear of the past twenty years.

So, he stepped into the kitchen with a confident stance and a smile on his face. He knew he couldn't make everything right in a day, that was impossible, but it was a first step in the right direction. It was time for him to face his past and bring back his one lost Christmas tradition.

"Good day, your majesty," Hyeon greeted.

"Good day," Akira said.

"How can we help you?"

"Actually, I want to help you. Remember when I always used to help with dinner during Christmas? I want to again."

Hyeon raised an eyebrow in suspicion and brought her voice to a whisper only Akira could hear, "Is this because of your daughter?"

"Yes. I've been scared to do this ever since that moment I left her with you," Akira whispered.

"Well then, I'm glad you're back." Hyeon pointed to where Momo was working. "She's over there."

Akira nodded and walked over to his daughter who looked to be mixing a batter of sorts. "Is there anything I can help with?"

Momo was startled by the sudden voice and almost spilled the batter she was mixing, but luckily caught the bowl in time. She looked up and saw her father looking at her with a smile and eagerness about him. It was a very uncanny look for him in her opinion, especially since she was so used to his very stoic demeanor as the king. Seeing him smile like that and have an eager jump to his step was a sight to behold. She guessed it was due to the holiday. But then, what he said finally clicked.

Did my father just ask if he could help cook?

"Ah, sorry for my mishaps. Good day, your majesty," Momo greeted.

"No, I should be apologizing to you. I'm sorry for startling you like that. I'm also sorry for not being there for you when I should've been. This is actually a tradition I used to have before. Every Christmas, I would help the servants make dinner, but ever since the day I made you a servant, I've been scared to even step foot in this kitchen. I tried so hard, but I always backed out at the last minute. I know I'm not the best father, but if you'll let me, I'll keep trying." Akira held out a box. "This is for you. Merry Christmas."

Momo took the box with a small smile. She was glad her father was at least trying to make amends. "Thank you. Merry Christmas to you too, your majesty. If you really want to help, you can start by washing your hands, grabbing a knife, and cutting up some vegetables for the salad."