Chapter 323

Chapter 323

HIGH LORD HERODIS

He had spent the entire day catching up with his dear friend.

He told Emeriel about his agricultural ventures, the farmlands he managed across the kingdom, and the quiet life he had built for himself in the years since she left.

In turn, Emeriel confided in him-about everything that had happened both in the human world and since her return.

But what floored him most? Hearing her confirm the rumors about the Grand King's mind failing again, were true.

The pain in her voice when she spoke of it touched him deeply. And the fact that she trusted him enough to speak so openly about it? That humbled him more than anything.

Now, they walked through the courtyard, heading toward the gardens. The afternoon sun was slipping away, making way for the soft hues of evening dusk.

Herod had been pondering her words all day, and no matter how he turned them over in his mind, something did not make

sense.

"May I ask you something?"

Emeriel glanced at him, then nodded. "Of course. Go ahead."

"What does the Oracle say about his feral tendencies?"

Emeriel's gaze drifted over the landscape, the setting sun casting soft shadows across her face. "She remains silent.

he

when she does that, it is either because she does not see that side of things... or she does

something seems strange. Feral sickness is the most deadly affliction of our kind, but it does not appear without reason." Herod mused. "Our grand king's mind healed. The whole kingdom speaks of how happy he is these days. This

find, yet none answers my questions or offers further insight

am truly sorry you are

a smile. “It is alright. We will get

studied her carefully. She

same-still radiantly beautiful, poised, elegant as ever. But the Emeriel standing before him now was not the same young woman who had once doubted everything. There was

her bond

yet she stood firm. Fighting for what they had, speaking with certainty. Stronger, yet softer. Braver, yet more

indeed. Herod smiled, feeling a

like that?"

reason." Herod blinked, shaking off his thoughts. "Forgive

are intrigued. They

your son." She looked over her shoulder. "He

already knowing what he would

toe of his boot. When their gazes met,

the bridge of

Then, teasingly, she added, "How do I convince him harm will come to his

with his ruler's female?"

It does not work." Herod shook his head. "Dale was born when the grand king was still feral, so he grew up on stories and legends. Tales of Daemonikai the Cruel, Daemonikai the Heartless, the Berserker King. Dale has

looked again. "I can only imagine what's going through his mind right now." They stepped into the garden, the

at the rows of roses and vines woven into the trellises. "I miss this place." "I knew you

where he stood, simply watching her, content to observe as she moved from one flower bed to another. Grazing the

tone light as she spared him a

Herod arched a brow.

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