Beast King'S Crippled Mate

37 Chapter 37: Dreaming of the Goddess

37 Chapter 37: Dreaming of the Goddess

Rock was in a daze as he sat on the ground. He was imprisoned in a small cell inside the dungeon, with his limbs chained with a steel chain.

Normally, he would be able to break free without much problem knowing his prowess, but that muscle relaxant was very effective in suppressing his power, making him almost as powerless as a human. Thus, his cell was left unguarded because there was no point in guarding a man with zero chance to break free.

He stared at the ground and only had one thing in mind.

'What about Princess Swan? Is she alright? What if that bitch Jade poisoned her as well? Is she safe under His Majesty's protection?'

Rock was still wondering whether his care towards the Princess was due to fascination, love, or simply a sense of obligation as her protector.

Nevertheless, he wanted her safe.

'If only I can be pardoned, then I will protect her with all my life. I want a second chance, Rock thought, despite knowing the chance of him being pardoned was slim to none. The fact that he didn't get killed was already lenient enough for his Alpha after

what he had done.

As he stared at the ground, he saw a bright light from the corner of his eyes.

He looked up and saw Princess Swan, whose body was hovering slightly above the ground as she was covered in a gentle light. Her eyes were closed, and she cupped her hands together like a praying maiden. Her hair had the same glow he saw at the lake a few hours ago when he attacked her. (2)

However, the gentle light didn't try to fight him back this time. The light was warm and made him feel at ease.

Rock stared unblinkingly at Princess Swan, who suddenly appeared in front of him. He closed and opened his eyes a few times to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.

All of his doubts perished when Princess Swan opened her eyes and stared at him with her innocent doe- eyes.

"Rock..."

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Rock tried

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posture as much as possible to show his

but his throat had been damaged by a mute poison. All he could do was bow

was aching seeing a kind man who

reduced to... this.

haggard and weak as if he had undergone a painful torture

why this dream was so realistic, but even in a dream, she still wanted to

her to hug Rock to save him. Thus, she did

ordered.

whispering, “Close your

point. He was like a drowning man who grasped on his only savior, hoping to be saved and pardoned for

began imagining the only place she could think of in this palace where there was no guard

and Swan disappeared from

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surroundings. Just as she imagined, she was now sitting at the lakeside of Gale's

down and caressed Rock's hair, "Open your eyes,

was out of the dungeon, he looked up at Princess Swan, who smiled at him with a gentle and

his mouth again, wanting to apologize

be pooled with tears as he got frustrated,

wasn't the problem for her. In