Chapter 212: Charis' Viewpoint: Father's Confidantes

The meal was delicious, it is not complex but hearty enough to grant me all of the nourishment I needed.

But I didn't expect that having someone to assist you consume your food like this would make the experience much more comforting.

I stirred slightly as Narcissus's hand grazed my hair, the warmth of her touch grounding me in a reality that felt so vast, so intricate. Despite the flood of inherited memories from Eve, I felt as though I was piecing together a puzzle whose edges I couldn't quite see.

"Feeling better now?" her voice cut through my thoughts, both calm and amused.

"Yes, Father," I replied, the word still feeling strange yet comforting on my tongue. 

Her faint smile widened, and a flicker of pride danced in her radiant crimson eyes.