บท 261: Friendly Battle : 4

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Many, many years ago, 

A young 12-year-old Renaud was sitting on a wheelchair. His limbs were all covered in bandages, and he was surrounded by his uncle and the latter's family while his aunt fussed over him. 

"Your Highness, stop moving…" said the queen as she tried to use her water healing power to heal Renaud's bleeding arm. "Your father is on the way back…" 

"I'm fine, Your Majesty…" Renaud winced when the queen moved to the cut on his face.

The queen frowned and knocked him lightly on the head. "I have told you a million times. You can call me Aunt when there's no outsider."

"It's not proper, Your Majesty," said Young Renaud before wincing again. "And I'm already a big boy now, almost a man." 

"Almost?" King Adam laughed as he carried his 10-year-old daughter over. Placing Cecile next to Renaud's wheelchair, he then said, "You saved your cousin from the assassins. In my eyes, you are already a man."