Drabble 5 : Is it happiness ?

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Chrystal was smiling. A soft and joyous smile. In front of her there was her three-years little girl, her so little Eleanor. Oh, how much she loved this child !

She was walking now, with difficulty, in order to go in her direction, adorable in her strong will.

Falling almost every second, but not giving up. And the queen couldn't help, but smile.

Finally, she walked and took the little princess in her arm, kissing her on the cheeks. Her little child was just adorable, and also magnificent, with her splendid violet eyes open wide at that moment, and her dark hair that would be simply beautiful to look at when they would be long.

"Mom, said the little girl, in the arms of the young woman.

- Yes, darling, said the queen, moved, I'm your mom."

The little girl and her hadn't have much time for that kind of scenes or moments, and it was the same with the king. And it was worst with that last one, as he wasn't there often (and it was the case right now), in councils or like there, at war.

The king loved war too much, according to the queen, it was one of the things in him that was the more difficult for her to accept.

She also had things to do, as a queen, and most of the time, she hadn't time to take care of her daughter by herself. She did it as often as she could, but she had to admit that still had efforts to do.

But she was there, right now, and despite her worries about the king's fate, gone since six months, she tried to enjoy the time she could have with her little girl.

Her child, her treasure, her little princess.

She couldn't have more happier.

Her smile grew larger as she heard a messenger announce the king's return, victorious from his last fight, triumphing, as he apparently ended the war.

(This war, at last. Waiting for the next which wouldn't wait, the queen knew.

But it didn't matter, for some moments, some days, she could have with her the man she loved.

And when her little girl ran in the direction of her father, after she moved away from her, still with difficulty, she felt a great joy in her.

Yes, it was her happiness.

And she would have never wanted to change it.

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