Chapter 675:

And he truly did not. It was as if the past two years had never touched him.

“Oh, you flatter me, Little One. I—”

“Hold on a moment.” His look-alike stepped between them, scrutinizing her in a manner that made Emeriel wonder if she had sprouted horns.

Then, he turned to Lord Herod, expression flat.

“You really are going to get yourself killed, Father.”

Emeriel blinked.

“Wait. Father?”

Lord Herod’s laughter rumbled once more, warm and amused.

“Meet my son, Dale.”

Then, turning to the younger male, he gestured toward her.

“Dale, meet Princess Emeriel—my dear friend.”

her for a moment before he straightened and

“Your Majesty.”

Emeriel shifted, awkward.

need not

smacked the back

You are making my friend

assured them with a

just… wow,” her head shook in

you telling me you had a son,

gaze flickered between

wonder what I was thinking. In a species where people never truly age, sons are bound to

Herod roared with

however, looked less than

look identical

a day over three hundred, while he—with all his loneliness, self-isolation, and

was Emeriel’s turn to burst

shook his head in

ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵘᵖᵈᵃᵗᵉˢ ⁱⁿ ᵍᵃˡⁿᵒᵛᵉˡˢ.ᶜᵒᵐ

hundred and seventy-seven years old. And secondly, I do

like she had to add, “He

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