The Empress's Direct Question

“Saint, are you using contraception when you are with my daughters?”

Her Majesty the Empress’s direct remark almost made me perform the spectacular feat of spraying the tea I was drinking out of my nose.

Seeing me choking because the tea had gone down the wrong pipe, Her Majesty the Empress smiled faintly.

“Since you are called Eleos of Grace, I am looking forward to when grace will also descend upon my daughters.”

Her joking tone felt like it had a subtle barb.

I straightened my posture and looked directly at His Imperial Majesty and Her Majesty the Empress.

“I apologize. I should have taken responsibility and married them, but things just ended up...”

“I understand. Things are complicated. With the Evil God and Hell clearly targeting the Human Realm, I understand that there’s no time to hold a wedding. Even after the situation is resolved, I ask that you love my two daughters equally.”

*Why was that?*

*Those words.*...