Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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All the physicians took turns checking her pulse, and their conclusions matched the old director’s.

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The two males‘ eyes grew brighter, a flicker of hope igniting. Calming down to think it over, Banon’s words might not be true. He could’ve just pinpointed their weakness, tricked them, and laughed at their panic.

Realizing this, Aurelius’s aura softened. He ordered the physicians to prescribe cold medicine and dismissed them, then knelt halfway to grasp Nyx’s hand. “Nyx, when you went out today, did anything happen?”

Nyx blinked, thought hard, and nodded. “The heir of Marquis Anders mentioned to me that his father heard from a traveling merchant that lots of people in the south are getting sick–some even died.”

That was the most worrying thing she’d encountered today.

“Oh, and someone bumped into me. I wasn’t hurt–he probably didn’t mean it,” she added, recalling the beggar’s pitiful state. “He seemed sick, too poor to get treatment. The shadow guards took him for questioning, but they could call a doctor to check on him while they’re at it.”

The faint glimmer of luck they’d felt crumbled away. Aurelius barely held himself together, dragging heavy steps to summon the shadow guard leader.

“That beggar had a tattoo of Banon’s deathsworn,” the leader said, not daring to meet Aurelius’s gaze, bowing low. “He’s already dead

They hadn’t even started interrogating him. Right as they began, his face went pale, he gasped for air, his breathing visibly weakened, and he died right in front of them. High fever, drenched in sweat, shaking all over, just like Banon.

Everyone’s hearts sank to rock bottom. Except Nyx’s. She frowned as she listened, finally piecing together why her partners were acting so strange. So, Banon had schemed to make her sick.

“But I still feel like it’s just a cold,” she said, touching her forehead and cheeks. She was a bit warm, but not badly. “I was out in the wind today and soaked in cool water for hours. I just caught a chill.

Her symptoms were clearly different from that guy’s. Plus, the symptoms the shadow guard described sounded kinda familiar.

“What Banon had sounds like malaria, Nyx mused, digging through her mental knowledge bank. “If it’s malaria, hìm touching me like that wouldn’t spread it.”

“It doesn’t spread?” Erik’s ears perked up. “Really?”

He trusted Nyx’s words unconditionally, but this time was different–he worried she might be comforting him on purpose.

Nyx shook her head honestly. “It’s not that it doesn’t spread–it just doesn’t spread that way.”

Malaria wasn’t like the flu; mosquito bites were its main way of spreading. Poor old director got dragged back that same night, summoned again to discuss some mosquito–borne disease with Nyx.

Tve heard of something like this before, but I’ve never seen this, mal–aria myself, the old director said, racking his brain. He vaguely recalled a medical text mentioning it, though not by that name. He couldn’t remember the cure–just something about mosquito bites.

“Alright, go check your books again,” Nyx said, sighing when he offered no real help. She decided not to cling to false hope. “I still think it’s just a cold, but starting today, I’ll isolate. No contact with outsiders until I’m better.”

If she’d misjudged and it wasn’t malaria–and she’d caught something–she could limit the spread by isolating. The shadow guards who’d dealt with Banon and the beggar deathsworn had to isolate too.

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Everyone else cleared out of the bedchamber, leaving the two males lingering by Nyx’s side, one on her left, one on her right, refusing to budge.

Nyx squinted, pinching their ears. “You’re really staying?”

she had some terrifying contagious disease. They didn’t say it outright, but

a general guarding the nation. She rubbed their heads helplessly,

his place,” Aurelius said,

muffled.

went for generals–never a shortage. But Nyx was one and only. Once they’d latched on, they’d

with words. He couldn’t say anything fancy. He just nodded quietly beside her, then suddenly started unbuttoning her clothes. He’d dressed her in

of emotions vanished in a flash. Startled, she yanked the blanket

sick!”

turn this honest guy into a

looked serious.

stern too. He mercilessly snatched Nyx’s little blanket away. The bedchamber fell quiet, only the faint rustle of fabric breaking the silence.

couldn’t speak. Even with her eyes closed, she could tell

flawless, making a few red marks stand out. But on closer look, they realized those

good. All three let out a

subject to ease the

it, sometimes not. It sounded like wind, or

earlier, but now that things had settled, she remembered to bring it up. She’d never

getting up to head outside.

directly, but Nyx suddenly guessed it, eyes

staff serving

carp–like flip,

the water and caught

kill. Bursting into the bedchamber, he’d seen Nyx curled up silently in the tub,

extreme restraint.

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punishment,” he said, kneeling on one knee, brushing Nyx’s hair softly. “If I’d failed to

Still, her little face paled, and she squirmed uncomfortably. “I fell asleep in the

really need someone hovering over her. Catching a cold was obviously her

away. He called Aron over and told him to pass the word. Nyx showed mercy, sparing them the

says to take care of your injuries. You don’t need to serve these days,” Aron announced. The palace staff bowed in thanks, grateful she’d saved them from

never seen him as furious as today. He’d been like a tiger cornered with nowhere to run–whoever crossed him would’ve been torn to shreds. Just thinking of

her chest. Nyx rubbed his tail tip, smoothing

days won’t hurt,” he said. Between state affairs and

worried the entire court. Concerned memorials about his health poured into the palace by the cartload. Aurelius glanced at them

in the palace with nowhere to go, Nyx got bored. To keep a certain Pale Wolf from sticking to her all day and

She had more artemisia sent over and spent days with the old director and others from

at the pills, ready to pop one

test it?” There were perfect lab rats up on Four Peaks

and went to the next hall to find Aurelius. His desk was

behind him, glancing down. She caught words like “epidemic,” “plague,” and “several dead” on

report.

the south?” she asked,

nodded, grabbing a stack of memorials from his

further south, the worse it got, but being so far from Hilltop City, reports didn’t come

north too. Some are sick there, but not many. It hasn’t

A few doctors had even figured out on their own to boil artemisia for

doubt about it.

the bottle. “Let’s find someone to test it quick. If it’s

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