"Daddy! Daddy!"

Amy tilted her head up, her eyes bright with excitement as she called out, "Daddy!"

Monbatten froze in place, staring down at the tiny girl. His brows furrowed in confusion. "What did you just call me?"

"Daddy! You're Daddy!"

Her sweet, clear voice rang through the room, leaving Monbatten stunned.

Squatting down to her eye level, Monbatten suddenly chuckled. "How old are you, little one?"

Amy replied in her childish lilt, "Three!"

Keira, standing nearby, found herself at a loss for words, torn between laughter and frustration.

Amy had always been such a well-behaved child and had promised not to cause trouble on the way here. So why was she acting up now?

Keira stepped forward, a polite but apologetic smile on her face. "King Monbatten, I'm so sorry. This is my daughter. She's just teasing you."

Monbatten waved her off with an indulgent laugh. "No worries. She's adorable."

Then, with a wistful sigh, he added, "I wish I had a daughter as sweet as her."

Amy's face lit up as she pointed at herself. "Daddy, I am your daughter!"

Monbatten laughed again, though this time softer. "Alright, alright. You're my daughter."

He reached out to gently pat her head, his eyes growing tender.

child had been a quiet

vigor. But by twenty-five, when he finally started longing for a family,

the shadow of succession loomed. Without an heir, the pressure to adopt or designate one from the extended family grew heavier by the day. After all, a king

found his gaze returning to

purity in her large, sparkling eyes—like fresh grapes in the morning sun. Her small, heart-shaped face and pointed chin

hand over her hair and turned to Keira. "Why is

a little weight.

prepared. After Keira had taken her in, Amy's diet improved, but her delicate build remained the

ethereal character from a

Keira glanced at Amy.

Monbatten "Daddy," had been terribly improper, but the king's lack of irritation spoke volumes

one, from the youngest to the eldest, could resist Amy's

paired with those shy, pleading eyes, seemed to

She was simply irresistible.

Monbatten, known for his indifference toward children,

made Monbatten sensitive to the topic. His relatives

had left him exasperated and weary of

From the moment he saw her, she had been

glanced at Keira and Lewis. "Is she your daughter? She's

couple exchanged a look before Lewis nodded. "Yes, she's

chuckled. "She doesn't look much

on Amy, his brows slightly furrowed. There was something oddly familiar about her, though

with a smile. "Why

filed into the long banquet hall, where a

it, her tiny arms and legs

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