Eighty-Six

"Bye, my sweet little Minnie. Don't miss me too much!"

Minerva stuck her tongue out at her Uncle Lorenzo before she giggled. She waved her hand at Marcus, who was also doing the same thing.

"We'll come on your birthday." Marcus said.

She nodded her head. "Then let's see each other soon."

After their goodbyes, Minerva, who was in her father's arms, together witn her four maids, left Uncle Lorenzo's house and teleported into their home.

"Welcome back, Your Grace, Your Highness." Alvin, the head butler, greeted them as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the estate.

"Mm." Her father grunted and continued to walk inside. As soon as they went inside, Minerva was greeted by the huge painting of the three of them together. The one where her mother was present and carried her in her arms. The one that her father personally painted.

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