The King's Queen

Chapter 08

Eren's PoV

I admired the view of the gardens as always. It was the only place my mom spend a lot of time with. Even when she was Queen, she was on her hands and knees pulling weeds, digging up the soil, and planting flowers. She carried pails of water to water them until they all bloom and showed off their beauty and uniqueness.

My mom did all of that without the help of any servants and she did it every day. I salute her.

Now, I'm back here again with my son for his tea party. I couldn't remember the time when I got out of my office and relaxed like this. Drinking tea, eat cake, and spend time with my son.

"Mother is late," Rivaille mumbled.

I looked back at the castle's backdoor where Jean was standing and looking out for the Queen. He shook his head at me.

"Maybe he took a bath or something-"

"I'M HERE!"

I froze as I watched my Queen run towards us. If I didn't know better, I could have called the guards and arrested this person but those eyes, those beautiful cobalt blue eyes, and that smile. I knew it was my Queen. Levi.

His hair was cut short in an undercut that was common in the military, he also parted it differently, this time it was on the right side. His simple dress-shirt and black slacks showed the elegance, simplicity, and curves of his figure. But the only thing that managed to catch my attention and made my heart skip a beat was his smile. It was so genuine and beautiful. It was enough to take my breath away.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, baby." He sat on his chair and lean down to place a kiss on our son's cheek. "So, what did I miss?"

It was then I realized that my jaw was hanging and the fact that my son's eyes were no longer on his mother but on me.

"Father really loves your new look Mother." Rivialle blurted out all of a sudden.

"What-I-" I stuttered, feeling a blush creep on my cheeks.

"Really?" Levi tucked a strand of raven hair behind his ear. "I decided to cut it, it was getting hotter now because summer is coming."

"Summer!" Rivaille perked up.

"Yes, we can go to the beach."

For the first time, I saw my son smile and his eyes grew wide when he heard the word 'beach'. "Can we Father?" Rivaille asked.

"Well, I- You see-" It was then I realized that my son had never spent a summer vacation as most kids did because of the schedule I put up for him. I could feel pain stabbing in my chest as guilt raised in.

"Of course, we can, right Eren?" Levi turned towards me.

I stared at my family. For some reason, the word 'my family' seems so foreign to me but... seeing my Queen changed so much in such a small span of time influenced my son.

Rivaille's a very special boy, he was obedient, he aced his class and did chores diligently but I didn't recall that he once smile during those times. Rivialle always looked so serious and formal that I almost treated him like an adult.

"Please, Father," Rivalled begged at me, his eyes were wide showing off the beauty of his mismatched eye color.

Levi was right, he's still a baby. And I almost forgot about that. What happened to me before? Why did I put up this child- my own flesh and blood to such a schedule? What was I thinking? I am literally turning like my father.

"Umm, it's okay if you won't allow it, Father." Rivaille cleared his throat and sat back on his chair, back straight and chin up. And then he wore his usual serious expression.