The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 117

Chapter 117

Deacon's POV

I was tapping my fingers on a placed down leather partition in the backseat of the car with my eyes looking outside, watching the drifting shadows of the trees and roads we passed by.

“That's a nice smile in there,” Tyson pointed out, looking through me with the rear view mirror.

My smile got even bigger, but I sent hini a glare in between making him clear his throat and continue focusing on his driving instead.

Who wouldn't be wearing a huge smile as I do when the woman I had always dreamt of marrying just said yes to me? Yes, it might not be in a conventional way or out of love, but knowing she had that part of her ready to be with me made me happy.

What brought me more happiness was how she was the one who opened the idea of not having a divorce.

But the joy I felt slowly vanished as I got closer back to the palace, closer to where the hard part really lies. The part where I had to ensure I paved the way to this marriage as smoothly as I could.

"We're here," Tyson said.

Taking a deep breath, I put on the usual emotionless expression I have and stepped out of the car.

The servants and other members bowed their heads and greeted me as I walked toward the royal chamber, which in layman's terms was Desmond's office.

filled with confidential documents and other things he was

to take a sip of wine from his glass

leaned back on his seat with a raised brow. "Brother.

Highness," I greeted formally, making him sit properly and look at me with a

throat, he formally addressed me, "Prince Deacon. To what do I owe the

I said in a steady voice, "I have come to return my

of

into my eyes, probably seeing if I was telling the truth or if my decision were

leaned forward, completely intrigued, and asked, Is that right? And

"There's nothing sudden about this. I have fulfilled my

out a small smile. "Now, it's time for me to focus on other matters. Matters that are more important

studied me keenly, tapping his fingers against

later, a small smirk flashed into his lips.

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slowly built up around us. Keeping my face expressionless, I nodded my head and replied with conviction,

did promise Elena's mother that I'd marry her after the war,

back on his seat, looking at me with a

indeed a real rare treasure, Deacon. Her lineage.. Her skills and capability as a warrior... Her

giving congratulations to me, but there's a hint of anxiousness in it. Obviously, he was threatened by that legacy

has nothing to do with her lineage, her legacy... and not even her skills. I want to marry her because she's Elena and not what she could

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