Chapter 678:

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she slanted her head, bewildered.

“No reason.” Herod blinked, shaking off his thoughts.

“Forgive me.”

Herod caught yet another worker stealing glances at her before hurrying off.

“My workers are intrigued. They find it difficult to believe the Galilea they once knew… is now the grand king’s female.”

“I see the way they look at me. And then there is your son.” She looked over her shoulder.

“He seems determined to follow us for the rest of the day.”

Herod, already knowing what he would see, breathed deeply before he looked.

Sure enough, Dale leaned casually against a tree, arms folded as he nudged a small stone with the toe of his boot. When their gazes met, his son immediately feigned deep interest in the sky, as if that had been his focus all along.

Herod pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Ignore him.”

Emeriel chuckled.

out for you. He is a good male.” Then, teasingly, she added, “How do I

I have tried—repeatedly. It does not work.” Herod

so he grew up on stones and legends. Tales of Daemonikai the Cruel, Daemonikai the Heartless, the Berserker King.

on Emeriel’s

going through his mind

garden, the scent of fresh flowers drifting through the evening air, and Emeriel

??? ???

murmured, staring at the rows of

“I miss this place.”

“I knew you would.”

to another. She grazed the petals, caressing them with reverence, whispering quiet words

said suddenly, her tone light as she spared him a

any new

Herod arched a brow.

she continued, plucking a rose and bringing it

someone new in your life, a companion to share your days

been anyone else, Herod would have given them that

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