The King's Queen

Chapter 30

Levi's PoV

It had been a year since the curse was lifted with Marco's help. I still don't have any news regarding Hange's well-being or whereabouts, but I figured that she's doing okay.

As for me, I got used to living in the palace. Helping Eren out as best as I could and looking after my son. I remembered everything from when my Uncle took me in, when Eren and I exchanged letters, and eventually got married.

And I recalled the days when I was under a curse, how I treated everyone with a cold shoulder.

But everything was in the past now and we all learned from it.

Eren decided to accept magic practices in the kingdom. Yet, it was limited to healing, nullifying, and protection. Those kinds of self-defense magic were taught in every school in the kingdom.

My days in the palace was the same as usual, though I coudn't get over Rivialle. He's my angel and I showered him all the love that I can give.

He had his birthday. He turned two yet, still looked like a five-year-old. It was not odd for a hybrid. When he saw my wings, he was dying to see his.

Eren and I were skeptical.

"Do I have wings like Mother?" Rivaille asked, looking up at us with big expectant eyes.

We were having breakfast in the breakfast nook when he bought it up. Yesterday was his birthday. We threw a big party and invited all the children in the kingdom. I had never seen Rivaile so happy. It was a wonderful event.

Eren and I shared glances, not sure of what to say. Since Rivaille's a hybrid, he could either inherit Eren's titan shifting abilities or my fairies' abilities and wings.

"Baby, you could inherit your father's abilities or mine," I offered.

"Since you only turned two and with little magic, we'll never know until you're older." Eren smiled at me and I nodded.

Well, between me and Eren, he's the one who was good at these types of talks.

"I want wings!" Rivaille announced. "I want to fly!"

I frowned. "Oh, baby. A fae's wings are not meant for flight."

"What?!" Rivaille exclaimed, I could tell that his excitement was dying down. "But-"

"A fae's wings are for display- to attract a mate," Eren calmly explained. "But you don't need wings to fly. If you study magic, you can learn spells of flight."

"Oh, I see," Rivaille nodded as if the gears were turning in his head. "Okay! Then, I'll study magic harder!"

"Rivaille, take it easy on the classes." It almost came out like I scolded him but who could blame me? My baby's too young for this!

Rivaille giggled and was all smiles when we finished our breakfast.

My relationship with my mate changed drastically in a good way. I don't feel shy or lesser around him unlike before but, I couldn't swallow the things that I did before.

Triggering Eren's rut, shameless flirty, and hell, I even dragged him to bed. I blame half of it to Hange's coaching and the other half to Eren's hot ass.

In the end, I loved spending time with him. Being near him made me forgot about everything that had happened. It was like a true happily ever after when I'm with him... But.

I was reading a book on the loveseat in our chambers. The fireplace was lit and Petra brews me tea before she retired for the day. It was a perfect time for reading, then Eren came in with that stupid smirk on his face.