My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

In the palace hallway, Iris, dressed in an adorable pink nightgown, walked with a pout that made her look irresistibly cute.

"Humph! Smelly Fiona! Where are you? Why weren't you in the room when I woke up?" She grumbled, her voice tinged with annoyance.

When Iris had woken up earlier, she found that Fiona wasn't beside her. That surprised her, because, out of the three of them, Fiona was always the last to wake up. Iris searched the palace but still couldn't find her, and her worry began to grow.

Then, she remembered Fiona's habit of sneaking into Daddy's room. With a strong hunch, Iris was certain the smelly girl must be there.

"If she's not in Daddy's room, I'll have to tell Mommy, Sister Charlotte, and Sister Stella," she whispered softly, trying to hide the concern in her eyes.

She then continued toward her daddy's room and, before long, arrived at his bedroom door.

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Taking a deep breath, she stood on tiptoe, grabbed the doorknob, and gently opened it.

*Clack!*

As the door creaked open, her gaze immediately landed on the bed, where Fiona was sound asleep.

A wave of relief and happiness washed over her, but she couldn't stop herself from pouting again.

"Just as I thought, this smelly girl is in Daddy's room," she muttered, clearly dissatisfied.

Assuming Fiona had woken up earlier than her, Iris immediately searched for her throughout the palace, unaware that Fiona was still asleep in another room.

With her lips slightly pursed and both hands resting on her hips, Iris approached the bed and stopped right beside it.

She climbed onto the bed carefully, trying not to wake Fiona, then pinched both of her cheeks, as though channeling her frustration into the playful gesture.

"Hehehe! This is my revenge for making me worry," Iris giggled slyly, continuing to pinch and tease Fiona's sleeping face.

Of course, her pinch was gentle—she loved her little sister too much to hurt her.

Once satisfied, Iris couldn't suppress the playful smile on her lips. She slowly lay down beside Fiona, gazing at her peaceful expression.

"Smelly girl, do you sneak into Daddy's room every day? Why don't you take me along?" Iris inquired softly, poking Fiona's chubby cheeks with her index finger.

Unlike Fiona, who was always open with her emotions, Iris, with her quieter and more indifferent nature, kept her longing for their daddy to herself. It made her incredibly jealous of Fiona, who could freely express her feelings.

Lost in her thoughts, Iris was suddenly startled as Fiona's previously peaceful expression shifted to one of sorrow.

"Wuuu..." A soft whimper escaped Fiona's lips, and her body began to twist restlessly.

Iris quickly sat up, her face filled with concern.

"Why is she whining all of a sudden? Is she having a nightmare?" Iris whispered, her worry growing.

"Wuuuu... Daddy..." Fiona's whimpers persisted, and Iris was certain the nightmare was about their daddy.

Without hesitation, Iris gently shook Fiona's body.

"Fiona, wake up. It was just a dream. Wake up," Iris whispered softly.

However, Fiona didn't respond, continuing to whine and occasionally wriggle restlessly.

Realizing that gentle shaking wouldn't help, Iris strengthened her grip and shook Fiona more vigorously.

"Fiona! Wake up, it's just a dream!" Iris urged, her voice rising slightly.

Suddenly...

"No! I don't want a new mother and new sisters!" Fiona's eyes snapped open, and she shot up quickly.

*Thud!*

Since Iris was so close, Fiona's head collided with hers, and both of them cried out, "Ouch!" in unison, stumbling backward.

"That really hurt..." Iris groaned, rubbing her throbbing forehead.

The sudden impact left Iris feeling dizzy, her vision swirling in front of her eyes.

Meanwhile, Fiona, who had just woken up, felt the same pain as Iris. The pain cleared the haze from her mind, bringing her full awareness back in an instant.

After a moment, the pain began to fade, and Fiona slowly sat up.

"Ouch... my head hurts so much," Fiona groaned, rubbing her reddened forehead. "Who hit me?"

She looked ahead and saw Iris lying down, also rubbing her forehead.

"Sister Iris!?" Fiona blinked, her eyes widening in surprise. "What are you doing here? And did you cause the pain in my head?"

Ignoring Fiona's question, Iris slowly sat up, still wincing from the pain.

"You stinky girl! I was trying to wake you from your nightmare, but you bumped your head into mine instead. Did you do that on purpose?" Iris inquired, her face growing angrier.

With both hands outstretched, she pinched Fiona's cheeks, causing the little girl to burst into tears.

"Wuuu! I'm sorry, Sister. I really didn't mean to," Fiona whimpered, her voice tinged with guilt. "I was having such a horrible nightmare, and I woke up all of a sudden."

At the mention of "nightmare," Iris froze for a moment and quickly withdrew her hands from Fiona's chubby cheeks.

"Nightmare? What kind of nightmare did you have?" Iris asked, her tone curious.

Fiona lowered her head slightly, her lips pursed in sadness.

"I dreamt that Daddy came home with a new mom and new sisters for us," she said in a downcast tone.

Iris: "..."

At first, Iris had assumed that Fiona's nightmare might involve losing their daddy or something similar, but this revelation completely threw her off guard. She wasn't sure how to respond.

Seeing the confusion and hesitation in Iris's expression, Fiona quickly shook her head, and her once-adorable face turned serious.

"I'm telling the truth, Sister. The dream felt so real, I couldn't tell if it was just a dream or reality," she insisted, her small hands clenching together in determination.

Iris sighed softly and shook her head slightly. "Don't worry, I believe you. I was just surprised; I didn't expect you to have such a dream."

After a brief pause, a curious and puzzled look crossed her face as she asked, "Then who is the woman meant to be our new mother in your dream? And, do you know the names of our two new sisters?"

Though it was just a dream, Iris couldn't help but feel intrigued. Fiona's dream sounded so interesting, and she was curious about the woman who was apparently trying to join their family so boldly.

Fiona blinked a few times, as if trying to recall the faces of the woman and the two little girls who, in her dream, were to become her sisters.

After a moment, Fiona swallowed nervously and answered, "That woman is the Dragon Empress Athena, who came to the palace a while ago. And the two little girls are named Flora and Alica. They're Daddy's children with Empress Athena!"

"Empress Athena!?" Iris stared at her in disbelief, clearly shocked by the revelation.

Had it been any other woman, Iris would have likely dismissed it as just an ordinary, meaningless dream. However, the fact that the woman in question was Empress Athena—someone connected to both their mommy and daddy—made Iris feel uneasy.

"Are Daddy and Empress Athena really involved in such a relationship? But that can't be possible, right?" Iris asked, her voice uncertain.

She had once read a book that suggested dreams could sometimes be glimpses of the future. Though she wasn't fully convinced, the image from Fiona's dream filled her with a growing sense of dread.

Shaking off the doubts swirling in her mind, Iris took a deep breath and gently patted Fiona's shoulder.

"Alright, don't think about it anymore. It's just a dream, and you don't need to worry," Iris said, her tone meant to reassure Fiona but also offering comfort to herself.

Fiona nodded slowly, remaining silent. She knew it was just a dream, but the lingering sensation from it still gave her goosebumps, especially at the thought of having two little sisters from different mothers.

Iris let out a sigh of relief, but her expression quickly turned serious again.

"By the way, don't tell anyone about this dream—not Mommy, Sister Charlotte, or Sister Stella," Iris warned, her tone calm but firm.

Although Fiona didn't understand why, she didn't ask any questions and simply nodded.

"Let's head to the dining room for breakfast. Everyone else is already eating, and Mommy must be waiting for us," Iris said, taking Fiona's hand.

The two of them got out of bed and, still holding hands, walked toward the dining room.

...

"Achoo!" Outside the city gate of Rothinia, Leon, walking beside Athena, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"Do you have a fever, Leon?" Athena inquired with concern, gently rubbing his back.

The corner of Leon's mouth twitched slightly at her worry. If he hadn't regained his strength, his body might have been vulnerable to minor illnesses like fever. But now that his strength had returned, such things should be impossible.

Shaking his head lightly, he responded casually, "I don't have a fever. Someone's probably just talking about me."

"Talking about you?" Athena raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

Leon smiled faintly and nodded, not offering further explanation. His gaze drifted toward the horizon, where the capital of the Holy Empire of Elysium lay.

"Alright, let's move on. We should reach the capital in two to four days," he said with resolve.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

With that, he prepared to activate his holy power. But just as he was about to lift Athena, she suddenly wrapped her arm around his.

"Leon, I have a great idea to speed up our journey," Athena said, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.