"Uh, mother..."
Shan smiled awkwardly as she grabbed the doorknob of the room.
"Are you back?"
She tried acting cute in her own way, but it didn't work at all.
"Shan".
"...Yes, mother."
"I've told you so many times. Don't interact with outsiders anymore."
"That's right... I did."
Soura did not ban the meeting between Shan and Avane from the beginning.
Rather, unlike the villagers, she was secretly proud of Shan, who took an interest in outsiders.
Even so, it was Soura who recommended that I go and talk.
It was about three months before her attitude changed.
Suddenly, one day, Soura completely reversed her attitude toward Avane Rophili.
"I don't quite understand, mother. Why do you keep saying no?"
In the end, Shan honestly said what she thought.
"At first, I thought my mother saw something about Avane Rophili. Maybe she's someone who's different from the outside."
So Shan was also wary of her for a while.
"But Avane Rophili is a good person. She's full of passion for research, so there's no time for her to squeeze into other thoughts. So... If there's a problem, it's not her; it's me. It will be."
Shan stared at Soura's face and said,.
"What the hell did you see, mother?"
And she saw Shan.
Soura's eyes, which had been expressionless just before turning her head as if avoiding gaze, shook once.
"Don't talk nonsense, Shan."
Soura said, smirking and clicking her tongue.
"You are also my daughter, but before that, you were a member of the Chara tribe. You just have to follow what I say."
"Don't ask or argue. Just follow my mother's order."
Anger began to permeate Shan's voice.
"Follow unconditionally. It's not like Soura, who is the wisest leader who has ever led the Chara tribe."
Bang!
Eventually, Soura hit the floor hard with the cane she was holding.
Then she turned toward Shan and shouted loudly.
"Tell me if you want to know why! You are the child who will inherit this tribe after me. Do you know what the Presbyterian Church is saying about getting along with outsiders?"
Soura's hazy eyes were filled with anger.
"If you keep going like this, your future could be at stake!"
There was silence.
Shan shook her head as she slowly lowered her head.
It looked like she was repenting. But after a while, Soura realized that her guess was wrong as she raised her head again and saw her daughter's frown.
"That's not it."
Shan spoke quietly.
"You're lying now."
Lie.
Soura's hand, holding her cane, flinched at the word.
"The leader's position is inherited by the strongest and most capable person of the time. And there is no one who can surpass my ability to see the future. The Presbyterian Church knows this very well, so they can't rebel against my mother. The next leader of the tribe will be me, my mother's daughter."
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Special Chapter: IBTMITL
Historical FictionHi readers, This is the special chapter of the novel "I'll Be The Matriarch in This Life". I hope you enjoy reading the story!!!!!!!!!!!!! DISCLAIMER!!! THIS STORY IS NOT MINE!