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.”

eyes lingered on her for a moment before he straightened and bent into a

“Your Majesty.”

Emeriel shifted, awkward.

need not bow

smacked the

it. You are

assured them

her head

telling me you had

between them

where people never truly

roared

looked less

I look identical to the old male,”

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

was Emeriel’s turn to

Herod shook his

ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵘᵖᵈᵃᵗᵉˢ ⁱⁿ ᵍᵃˡⁿᵒᵛᵉˡˢ.ᶜᵒᵐ

and seventy-seven years old. And

like she had to add, “He really does

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