# Chapter 203: We're Home Now
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review this touching chapter of *Forgotten Wife: Let the Traitors Kneel Down*. After all the storms, schemes, and separations, we finally get a chapter that feels like a warm embrace — a quiet, tender moment between April and Alessandro, where the weight of the past meets the hope of the future. So settle in, because this chapter is gentle, sweet, and full of heart.
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The festival had brought the kingdom alive with color, music, and the laughter of countless voices. But for April and Alessandro, those days were not only about joy — they were also filled with responsibilities. The ambassadors who had traveled from distant kingdoms did not come merely to congratulate the queen on her pregnancy; they came to weave new alliances, strengthen old bonds, and test the waters of the royal couple’s power. And April, once a forgotten wife, now stood beside her king with quiet grace and growing confidence. She had learned to navigate these waters, and she did so beautifully.
But on the final day of the festival, Alessandro made a decision that surprised many. He declared that there would be no audiences, no meetings, no official obligations. The nobles who wished to grow closer to the royal family were displeased, but not a single one dared to complain. Because this day belonged to him and April alone.
He wanted to show her the city in its full, festive glory — the streets bursting with life, food stalls painting the air with delicious scents, street performers weaving magic with their talents, and joy spilling from every corner. And to make sure they could enjoy this day without being recognized, they used a magic artifact to change their appearance.
April looked like a common young woman with light brown hair, yet her eyes remained that unmistakable golden glow. It was the only thing the artifact could not change. Alessandro looked at her and smiled, noticing she had not chosen blonde hair this time.
"You have not worn blonde hair again," he observed.
"No, I already physically resemble my mother. With blonde hair, it is as if I were her. The elves have already retired, but I would not want to risk that there are still some around here and they confuse me with her."
Alessandro’s expression turned thoughtful. This was a matter still unresolved — the promise Ethan and Dantriel had made to hide her existence from the world. "You're right," he said. "Ethan and Dantriel promised to hide your existence, but it would be best to remain cautious."
And so, hand in hand, they stepped into the vibrant chaos of the city.
The streets were so crowded that their carriage could go no further. Alessandro descended first, then gently helped April down. Together, they walked through the festival like two ordinary lovers, surrounded by the noise of life and the warmth of the crowd. There were street artists performing astonishing feats, shops overflowing with exotic fruits, sweets, foreign clothes, and delicate jewelry. April’s eyes sparkled at everything around her.
She noticed many foreigners among the crowd, wearing strange and unfamiliar garments. A group of young ladies caught her attention — they were dressed in simple linen clothes and covered their heads with scarves.
"What kingdom are they from?" she asked curiously.
"They are from Lisa's kingdom," Alessandro answered.
"I see many foreigners in the city."
"Many of them have come with the ambassadors from other kingdoms."
"But none of the ambassadors dressed like that."
"That is because they dress according to the etiquette of the kingdoms. But in each kingdom, the clothes and customs change."
April remembered her lessons with Gabriel, and how he had once explained these very things. But before she could reflect further, a delicious aroma wrapped around her senses, and her mouth watered instantly.
"I'm hungry. Let's eat something."
"Of course."
Alessandro led her to a food stall and bought meat skewers. When April took her first bite, her eyes widened in pure delight. The meat was tender, seasoned with a mysterious blend of spices that danced on her tongue — it was, without exaggeration, the most delicious thing she had ever tasted. Seeing the joy on her face, Alessandro handed her his skewer. She devoured it without hesitation. Then she made him buy two more.
She was unstoppable. She dragged Alessandro from stall to stall, sampling a little bit of everything — exotic sweets, savory pastries, roasted delicacies, and strange fruits she had never seen before. Alessandro watched her with fond amusement.
"Honey, don't you think you're eating too much?" he teased.
"Don't worry, I'm eating for two now. I'm fine."
April kept eating until she could eat no more. But that did not stop her from buying. She wanted to bring all those delicacies back to the palace, determined not to leave a single treasure behind. By the time they had visited every stall, her feet had grown heavy and tired.
Alessandro gave a subtle signal to one of the guards hidden in the crowd, who quietly took all their purchases to the carriage. Then, without warning, he scooped April into his arms.
"What are you doing?" she gasped.
"We've walked a lot. You must rest."
"And that's why you're carrying me in your arms?"
"Yes. We'll tour the festival this way so you can rest."
April laughed softly. "Don't. Let's sit by the fountain. After resting for a while, we can continue walking the streets."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. And I don't think we can go around the city like this — there are too many people, and it's difficult to move."
Alessandro, recognizing her wisdom, carried her to a nearby fountain and carefully seated her beside him. The sound of water bubbling and the distant laughter of festival-goers created a peaceful melody around them.
April looked around and sighed. "Maya and Cassian would have liked to come. We should have invited them."
"Don't worry about those two," Alessandro said. "From what I understand, they have come to the city more than once. And if we had invited them, they would surely have refused. They also want to spend time alone."
Since their return from the land of fairies, Cassian and Maya had become inseparable. They rarely spent time with anyone else, and according to Cassian, they had a lot of lost time to make up for.
April smiled gently. "You're right. They were separated for a long time. Although for Cassian it was only a few months, for Maya it was years. I can't imagine how painful that must have been."
"I think that's why Cassian just wants to be alone with her. Although he doesn't say it, I know he feels guilty for everything Maya had to go through. I hope that when they leave, they can make up for all the time they lost."
"Wait — they're leaving?" April's voice caught slightly.
"I hadn't told you," Alessandro said quietly. "Cassian will leave the palace and go to his territory after the festival."
April felt a strange ache in her chest. She hadn't known anything about this. First Ethan and Dantriel had left. Now Maya and Cassian. One by one, the people who had become her family were moving on, and the thought made her feel a little lonely.
"It seems that everyone is leaving," she murmured.
"Actually, Cassian wanted to leave earlier, but I asked him to help me organize the festival. He couldn't refuse."
Alessandro paused, then looked toward the palace standing proudly in the distance. April followed his gaze. There was a time when those walls had felt like a prison to her — a beautiful cage she desperately wanted to escape. But now, seeing that grand structure from the outside, it felt completely different. It no longer represented imprisonment. It represented home. The place she belonged. The place where she had found love, purpose, and a future.
"In the end, everyone looks for their home," Alessandro said softly. "We are already there."
April looked at the palace, then at the man beside her, and smiled with quiet certainty.
"You're right. We're home now."
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Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:
This chapter was like a breath of fresh air after all the tension and heartbreak that came before. Seeing April so carefree, surrounded by the warmth of the festival and the love of her husband, was deeply satisfying. Her small moment of loneliness when she realized everyone was leaving felt so human and real — and the final realization that the palace had become her true home was beautifully poetic. Alessandro’s gentle care throughout the chapter, especially carrying her when she was tired, was heart-melting. This chapter didn't need dramatic twists; it was beautiful in its simplicity.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
Next Chapter Prediction:
Now that Cassian and Maya are preparing to leave, the palace will feel quieter — but that peace may not last long. With April's pregnancy advancing and her true identity still a hidden secret, the shadows from the outside world may start creeping closer. Perhaps Alessandro will receive troubling news from the borders, or someone from the elven world will make an unexpected move. One thing is certain: the calm is only the calm before the next storm.
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