Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 412

Chapter 412

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“Master? Master!” Hearing a heavy thud from inside, his men called out a few times with no answer, then rushed in. They found Banon sprawled motionless on the floor, dead or alive, they couldn’t tell.

“The prince–the prince passed out.” They scrambled to lift him, hands slick with his sweat–he was drenched, like he’d just been pulled from a river. One gingerly touched his forehead, and his face cycled through shock, settling on pure terror.

By late July, the city gate guards reported Banon had returned to Hilltop City. No disguise, no tricks. After all that effort to escape and hide, he’d just given up and walked back in.

Nyx was floored when she heard. “What’s his deal?” Surrendering like that didn’t fit Banon at all.

“He’s sick–really sick,” Erik said. He’d gone to the gate himself to handle the handover and winced at the memory of Banon’s skeletal, haggard look.

“Sick?” Nyx nodded–that made sense. “What’s he got?”

“Dunno, and it doesn’t matter,” Aurelius said flatly. “He came back to Hilltop City because he’s probably dying and wants to save his skin. But why should I waste an imperial physician on a criminal?”

Live or die, it wasn’t his problem anymore. Whatever happened, Banon brought it on himself. Not killing him outright was already more brotherly kindness than he deserved. They’d dumped him at Four Peaks Mountain to fend for himself.

Nyx patted her partner’s hair soothingly, not arguing. She’d just asked out of curiosity–she didn’t actually care about the enemy’s health.

A guy who’d done so much evil getting what he deserved didn’t need her pity. The whole thing felt like a minor blip, and Nyx forgot about it fast.

Next time she left the palace, she swung by Marquis Anders’s place to tell the heir he could pull the wanted notice from the next paper. He didn’t need the heads–up–he’d already heard Banon turned himself in.

the newspaper’s

on the

meal at

and scored some reward cash. Sure, he’d never lacked money growing up, but earning it himself felt different. He tucked

tail was sky–high, Nyx smirked to herself but didn’t turn him

connection started at the Mermaid Tavern across from the glass shop–where they’d patched things up and struck a deal. For this treat, the heir wouldn’t pick anywhere else–only

brought dishes she’d like, plus a chilled ice bucket. Nyx fanned herself lightly, gazing out the half–open window

open so long, and the glass business is still booming,” the heir said, following her gaze to the bustling crowd outside. He tried to guess the profits and whistled. “Man. They’re

about something,” he said, leaning in with

just a gut feeling. All the wild, amazing stuff in the world seemed tied to

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to be so sharp. She raised an eyebrow but didn’t confirm or deny. To the heir, that

yes.

red, and he fidgeted, rubbing his hands. “I’d never tell a soul! My lady, could you sell me a life–sized glass statue? I

one–of–a–kind in Hilltop City. His dad would be over the moon. After that,

for ages. Problem was, he’d haggled with the glass shop

you–name your price!” He clasped his hands,

pulled that cute act, Nyx would’ve melted. But coming from the heir, it

is really touching,” she said, turning away with a faint smile. “Ask again in a couple months- maybe a miracle’ll happen.”

she wouldn’t gouge him–might even throw in a friendly discount. Not like she