Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 385

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Disguised as a little eunuch risking his head, Aurelius took advantage of the Queen in bed.

He did all fierce things possible until late into the night, only stopping when both were exhausted.

Aurelius, now in his bright nightwear, pulled the exhausted Nyx tightly into his arms, his expression one of contentment. After being so bold and reckless, he felt every bone in his body relax, his energy renewed as if he could draft hundreds of official documents in one night.

But with Nyx here, he had no intention of mindlessly writing any memorials.

It was past midnight already.

The Duke's Mansion was still brightly lit, with lights glowing throughout the courtyard. Arlong, his mood complex, stood by the window and softly reminded, "Master, it's time to rest.

There was no response.

Erik sat silently by the bed, wiping the sharp blade of his sword repeatedly, as if he hadn't heard Arlong's words.

After cleaning the blade for what felt like the umpteenth time, he finally tossed aside the silk handkerchief, his wrist flicking, and the warm yellow candlelight reflected off the sword's edge, casting a blinding cold gleam.

"Master?" Arlong's voice trembled slightly.

He thought, 'Calm. You must stay calm. Even if you are angry, you shouldn't commit regicide, right?"

In the blink of an eye, Erik drew his sword back into its sheath and blew out the candle.

He lowered his head slightly, hiding in the darkness, making it impossible to read his expression, then lay down on the bed fully clothed.

Seeing this, Arlong let out a long breath, his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled back in place. Erik was finally going to rest.

Arlong found a place to rest as well, quickly falling into a deep sleep. Unbeknownst to him, Erik, lying on the bed, had no intention of sleeping. His eyes, bloodshot, stared at the sachet with a wolf on it, gently stroking it with his palm until dawn.

The moment he closed his eyes, scenes from the time of his marriage to Nyx came vividly to mind.

He could clearly recall how cold and indifferent he had been toward Nyx at that time.

foot

him even though he had a limp, while he

grew angry and regretful, wishing he could go back in time, pull out

his ears, Erik, his eyes swollen and dark, got up quietly and

vigilant, didn't notice when Erik left. It wasn't until he saw Erik returning, drenched in dew and looking travel-worn, that he rubbed his eyes

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Chapter 385

gray, fluffy head popped out from under the man's arm, baring its teeth at

no bigger than a

expressionlessly, pinching its neck with

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wild wolves. After picking through them, he had chosen the best-looking,

wolves were still wolves-wild and hard to tame, filled with aggression. While it had behaved

realizing he might not be thinking clearly after staying

'How could he possibly give such a wild wolf cub as a gift to

"Go find

brought it back, he might as well

cub shook its ears vigorously, growling menacingly, unaware of what

several snowstorms, the year's end

planned to leave the palace and return home, but

and she had stayed on and off until the year's

outskirts of the capital to worship the gods and ancestors,

say goodbye, but the little kitten clung to her skirt, unwilling to let her go. It rubbed its soft belly against

firm in the face of its fluffiness. They both ended

atop a towering mountain, a place of serenity

area and heard the vast sound of bells, Nyx felt a surge of respect in her heart. When meeting the abbot and several elder monks who had come to greet them,

publicly revealed, there were still many people in

they think I am a

and pondered, finally daring to

her surprise, the abbot's attitude was exceedingly kind. He smiled and greeted her with a gesture of prayer, like a benevolent elder greeting a beloved younger generation,

suddenly spoke reassuringly, with a meaningful look. "Let

to fate and heart."

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