Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 409

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It was afternoon. Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, casting dappled golden patches on the floor and bathing Nyx, who lounged on a cushioned couch, in a soft, glowing halo.

Aurelius stepped into the bedchamber, and the moment he saw her on the couch, his stern expression softened.

He waved off the attendants‘ bows and hurried over, wrapping his arms around Nyx from behind. Burying his face in her neck, he took a deep breath of her sweet scent, his eyes falling to her hands. “Nyx, are you dyeing your nails?”

Her skin was smooth and pale as fine jade, her fingertips tinged with a faint pink. She didn’t need any extra adornment to look stunning. Aurelius especially loved turning into his beast form, letting those hands pet him from head to tail.

Nyx didn’t usually fuss over her appearance, so this was the first time he’d seen her dye her nails–he couldn’t take his eyes off her, curiosity piqued.

The palace maids mashed balsam flowers into juice, soaked tiny squares of silk in it, and carefully pressed them onto Nyx’s nails, tying them in place with string.

After watching intently for a bit, Aurelius rolled up his sleeves and shooed the maids away. “I’ll do it.”

He sat right next to Nyx, squeezing onto the same chair until she shot him an annoyed glance and ended up perched on his lap, just as he’d hoped. Seeing this, the other attendants tactfully slipped out of the room.

Whenever they were together, they never needed servants hovering around–and didn’t like being disturbed either.

Aurelius had gotten good at these acts of service, handling them with a skill that made it seem like he’d been doing it every day in a past life and hadn’t forgotten a thing in this one. He took Nyx’s soft hand in his, his touch light but steady.

The cool sensation brushed her fingertips, and Nyx tilted her head slightly, gazing at the focused yet tender profile of the man beside her. Suddenly, she spoke up, “I heard you threw a huge fit at morning court today?

“Some official urged you to hold a consort selection, and you tossed him in jail?”

“Who’s been blabbing nonsense to you?” Aurelius frowned sharply. His anger flared up, but then Nyx nudged his earlobe with her nose, and just like that, he deflated, unable to stay mad.

“It’s those idiots stirring up trouble for no reason,” he grumbled, a hint of a pout in his voice as he nuzzled into her shoulder. “I ignored all the memorials they sent up before, but they wouldn’t let it go–had the nerve to bring it up in open court.”

knew how much he adored Nyx–his own courtiers should know too. They had to realize it’d piss him

prison first. Sooner or later, he’d catch the tail of whoever was really behind it and figure

collar and burrowed into Nyx’s arms,

shouldn’t either.”

but after three years of care, she’d gotten much stronger–though the imperial physicians all agreed she couldn’t bear children. But all he wanted was Nyx

leaned down and kissed his fluffy head instead, her voice tinged with a smile. “But you’ve got a throne to pass down, and I can’t give you an

meowed

don’t like kids.”

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how tough it was for a woman to carry a child–maybe even life–threatening. Nyx not being

at him, her expression odd as she sized up the little white cat. “Really?” Seeing how he doted on Sera, he didn’t exactly seem like someone

If it were his and Nyx’s child, he’d probably love it out of affection for her. As long

white

smile. Tll

go tattle to

her own dad. Aurelius might be full of schemes, but against his own cub,

tumbling around in a ball–it was so cute she nearly got a nosebleed just thinking about it.

felt a chill

draft. Then he reached out a paw to touch Nyx’s hand—feeling it a bit cold, he pressed his warm belly against it to warm her up.

make you mad,

kids with someone else—that was out of the question, so Nyx wouldn’t have

innocent gaze pierced straight into Nyx’s heart. Her hand warmed up nicely under his belly, but her conscience gave

them off,” Nyx said with a light

her nails because Pale Wolf had stopped by the palace that day, bringing her some double–petaled balsam flowers freshly grown in the Duke’s

color and couldn’t stop gushing

with clean water, and she spread out her slender fingers, tilting them up to the light