Reborn As Noble

Chapter 1551: Always My Baby Boy ( 1551 )

"Mmph! Mmph!"

Javier’s muffled voice was completely smothered between Fransesca’s soft breasts. She smiled warmly, her eyes sparkling with pure joy as she held him close.

"Oh, Honey Bun~"

She cooed softly, her voice warm with affection.

"I love my baby boy so much~ You’re so sweet, coming all this way just to find your mother~"

She pulled back slightly, just enough to see his face. Javier gasped for air, his cheeks flushed, his hair disheveled. Before he could speak, Fransesca grabbed his face with both hands and began peppering kisses all over his cheeks.

"Mwah~ Mwah~ Mmmmmwah~"

Javier tried to squirm away, but her grip was firm. Then she leaned in and pressed her lips against his in a soft, lingering kiss. Javier’s eyes widened, his muffled protests barely audible against her mouth. He flailed one hand, pointing desperately toward her back, trying to signal that the others were watching.

Fransesca pulled back, her smile radiant, and then promptly pulled his face back into her breasts, hugging him tightly against her chest.

Behind her, the other queens kept a respectful distance. Garcinia, Phenelopie, Eridith, and Mylezra watched the scene with amusement.

Garcinia let out a soft, gentle sigh, her voice calm and warm.

"Big Sister... Javier is no longer a boy. He’s a grown man now. The man who will soon inherit the throne of Armand."

Fransesca kept caressing Javier’s head, her fingers threading gently through his hair. She smiled without looking back, her voice carrying a playful, teasing lilt.

"Ara~ Are you jealous, Garcinia? You’re just envious that my baby boy still comes running to me~"

She nuzzled her cheek against the top of Javier’s head, her voice softening.

"He’s still my little Honey Bun. He’ll always be my little Honey Bun. No matter how old he gets, no matter how many wives he has, he’ll always be my baby boy~"

She tilted her head, finally glancing back at the other queens with a radiant smile.

"You know," she began, her voice softening into something deeper, more tender. "One day, they’ll all be grown. Truly grown. Not just men, but kings. Fathers. Leaders who carry the weight of the world on their shoulders. They’ll have children of their own, and they’ll hold their own little ones, and you’ll be left wondering where all the years went."

She looked down at Javier, who had gone still against her, his face still buried in her chest, his arms now wrapped gently around her waist. She smiled softly, her fingers stroking through his hair.

"You miss the days when they were small enough to fit in your lap. When they’d run to you with scraped knees and tearful eyes, asking for comfort. You miss holding them, kissing their cheeks, feeling their tiny arms wrap around your neck. You miss the way they’d fall asleep in your arms."

She pressed another kiss to the top of Javier’s head, her voice dropping into a tender whisper.

"I don’t care what others think. I don’t care what they say. I will hold my son and kiss him and love him as much as I want, for as long as I can. Because time moves forward, and one day, he won’t have time for this. So I will enjoy every moment while I still can. While he still lets me. While there’s still a little bit of my little boy left in him."

She hugged him tighter, her smile soft.

"Let them call me overly affectionate. Let them whisper behind my back. I want to enjoy every moment I have with my son. Every hug. Every kiss. Every second. Because time is cruel, and it waits for no one. So I will hold him as long as I can, for as long as he lets me. Because I am his mother. And he will always, always be my baby boy."

Garius stood at a distance, arms crossed, a fond smile playing at his lips as he watched Fransesca smother Javier with affection. His eyes softened, watching his wife dote on their youngest son with such pure love.

He stepped forward, calm and regal, his presence commanding without effort.

"Javier."

Javier’s eyes widened. He pulled back from Fransesca’s embrace and glanced up toward the voice, his throat going dry.

"F... Father?"

Garius smirked, both hands resting on his hips. He shifted his shoulders, his chest muscles moving in a subtle, deliberate display of his powerful build, the golden beach trunks hugging his hips as he stood tall.

"The practice duel will be postponed to tomorrow morning. Make sure you’re ready for it."

He glanced at Fransesca, his gaze softening for a moment before drifting toward all his wives, who stood nearby.

His smirk widened.

"Let’s enjoy our vacation to the fullest~"

He turned and began walking away, calm and regal. After a few paces, he paused and glanced over his shoulder, his eyes locking onto Javier with a knowing glint.

"And don’t think about running away from the practice duel tomorrow~"

He walked off, his wives following behind him in graceful, synchronized steps, their presence a quiet storm of beauty and power. They disappeared down the path, leaving Javier alone with Fransesca.

Fransesca slowly stood up, brushing the sand from her knees before reaching down and gently pulling Javier to his feet. She wrapped her hand around his arm, leaning her head against his shoulder with a delighted, excited smile.

"Honey Bun~ Let’s go join the others. The whole family is together, and I want to spend every moment of this vacation with everyone... and my baby boy~"

Javier smiled softly, opening his mouth to respond. "Okay, Mother..."

Before he could finish, Fransesca grabbed his hand and took off running, pulling him across the sand. Her laughter was soft and melodic, carrying on the ocean breeze as she ran, her hair streaming behind her.

Javier stumbled after her, nearly tripping over his own feet. He let out a startled laugh.

"M... Mother! Slow down! I can walk on my own!"

"No~! We’re going to have fun, and you’re going to enjoy it, Honey Bun~!"

She pulled him along without slowing, her excitement carrying them both toward the gathering.

After a few moments, Fransesca sprinted past Garcinia, Phenelopie, Eridith, and Mylezra. Javier was no longer on his feet. He was being dragged along the sandy path, his body flat on the ground while Fransesca pulled him by the hand with boundless energy.

"M... Motherrrrrrr!!! My pants are about to slip off!! Slow down!!!"

"Oh, hush, Honey Bun~!"

Javier’s legs kicked uselessly behind him, his free hand desperately clutching the waistband of his beach trunks as he was dragged across the sand.

Garius and the other queens paused, watching the scene unfold. Garius shook his head slowly, a fond smile on his lips.

"Look at that... I don’t think I need to train Javier today. Fransesca is already helping him exercise."

( End Of Chapter )