The Noble Queen-A Shadow Slave Fanfic

Chapter 795 795: Chance to Change the World

"What?" Noble blinked.

What kind of advice was that? Was she supposed to go around acting like nothing was wrong while her mind and body felt more tired all the time? The mother shook her head.

"Ignoring the problem doesn't work. Trust me, I tried that first."

Hoping that the issue would resolve itself was no longer an option.

"I didn't mean to ignore it." Rain waved her fork in the air. "Other people's emotions have always affected you, right?"

Noble nodded. "Yes, it's just much more potent than usual, especially emotions from you, the boys, and your dad."

"Do you think some outside force is manipulating you?" Rain narrowed her gaze.

"No." Noble was certain it was due to her Transcendence.

"Ok then, that's good," Rain smiled. "In that case, what is it you used to say about our emotions when we were younger?"

Noble remembered the words well. "You are allowed to feel what you feel. It's what you do with it that matters."

"Wouldn't that apply here? You have tried ignoring and blocking it out. Have you tried letting them in and then deciding what to do with them?" Rain tilted her head.

Tapping her chin, Noble considered the words "You mean letting the flood of them hit me and then trying to learn how to swim."

The girl opened her palm. "Let go of the control for a moment. What's the worst that could happen?"

"I could lose my mind, break my core, and kill myself or those around me." Noble realized her voice was too loud when the man at the next table gave her a strange look.

"You are one of the strongest people I know, Mom. It won't happen." Rain's confidence filtered through to Noble. "Will you at least think about it?"

"I will." The mother would have no choice but to think about it. She needed a solution and fast.

Rain's proposition was valid, but also risky.

'I'll talk to Fort and see what he thinks.' Noble decided.

"Thank you, Rainy."

The dark-haired woman raised an eyebrow. "For what?"

"For the friendly advice. You used my own wisdom against me. You have really grown up. I'm proud of you." The mother lifted her glass to Rain before taking a sip.

Her head was hurting, but her heart was very happy to have such a wonderful daughter in her life. Not everyone was fortunate enough to have their children grow up and become their friends. Noble counted her blessings.

Rain's cheeks flushed. "I'm trying not to have strong feelings since you said they affect you, but you are making it really hard."

"Feel what you feel, sweetie. Anything is better than that fear from earlier today," Noble watched Rain choke.

"You felt that?"

"I did."

Now that Rain knew her mother's predicament, there was no reason to hide that fact. Noble waved off the younger woman's mortification.

"Don't worry. I have felt worse. Let me tell you about the time..."

Noble retold the story of her fateful train trip to the coast a few years ago when it was attacked by an orange flying monster. The fear she had felt for the people on board, especially for Fort, had been intense.

"I had no idea you and Dad had gotten into a situation like that!" Rain's eyes were wide with surprise.

"We didn't want to worry you. At the time, we had no idea that we would be moving to the Dream Realm, where you could see so many of the horrors firsthand." Noble smiled sadly.

She rubbed her head. It was throbbing. She circulated the new essence forming in her body, and with the help of the Soul Bloom, she temporarily dulled the pain.

'Just for now,' she promised herself. It was halfway between shutting out the pain and ignoring it, but at least Noble didn't feel like she was fighting an avalanche.

As the afternoon wore on, Noble and Rain exchanged many stories. There was no competition between them, only camaraderie.

The only time they stopped was when they overheard Blaze pitching his geothermal idea to a customer at a nearby table. The portly man listened to the young man with great interest.

"We've been considering it, son," the business man said at length, "We just don't have a way to harness the energy. Then there's the magical interference issue..."

"I can do it, Mister Blim," Blaze asserted. "I'll have a model just as soon as I can raise the money. Two months at most."

The large man chuckled. "I appreciate the enthusiasm. I would love to beat Bastion in the race to create electricity, but I think you might be too ambitious in that claim."

Blaze picked up the dirty dishes on the table to take them away. "Just you watch, sir, I'll get it done."

Mister Blim planted some coins on the table as he stood. "There's my investment in your cause, son. Though I think you would be better off spending it on candy than alloy."

He tousled the boy's hair, still chuckling to himself as he waddled out the door.

Blaze sighed and collected the money along with the plates.

Seeing her brother's frustration, Rain smiled at her brother as he passed by. "Don't let him discourage you. He doesn't realize how smart you are."

"Mister Blim acted like I was a child wanting to go to one of the moons!" Blaze puffed out his cheeks.

Noble refrained from telling the boy how adorable that made him look. "We older people sometimes forget how many innovations come from youthful faces. Really, he was probably just trying to motivate you by playing the opposite side."

Blaze's expression changed. "You think so?"

"How much money did he give you?" Rain glanced at the jingling pocket in his apron.

"Plenty. More than plenty, actually." Blaze smiled.

"There you go." Noble clapped.

"And if you want to use my shard, I suppose I can let you," Rain relented with a sympathetic grin.

"No, you earned that. I will figure something out. You'll see. Everyone will!"

"Waiter!"

This time, Blaze sprang into action. "Excuse me. Duty calls!"

He returned the plates to the kitchen and bounded toward the waiting customer with enthusiasm.

"Quite the turn around!" Rain couldn't help but smile seeing her brother hard at work. He might annoy her sometimes, but she wanted the best for him in life. He was something she was willing to fight for.

"He has a good head on his shoulders. He will do great things," Noble looked at the woman across from her. "All three of you will."

Noble wasn't just saying it to be kind. She might have been biased, but she truly believed it.

Child of Promise might have been her true name, but her children held the promise of the future. It was moments like this that Noble was determined to give them the chance to change the world.

Not the Sovereigns, not the Nightmare Spell, not even the devouring of the waking world into the Dream Realm would stop the new Saint from doing everything she could to give her family everything they deserved.

To do that, Noble needed to help herself first.