The Dragon King's Substitute Bride

Chapter 49

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Morgan

I was a bit nervous about dinner. It was odd that he was calling us to dinner like this. Tsuneo, thankfully, seemed oblivious to my sudden unease.

"Thank you, Captain, he replied, his voice smooth. We will be there shortly."

He gave a curt nod and disappeared down the hallway. Left alone, I looked up at Tsuneo, apprehension clouding my joy.

"Everything alright, Morgan?" he asked, his brow furrowed in concern.

"It's just..." I hesitated, struggling to find the words. "Is everything alright, you think?"

Tsuneo's lips curved into a reassuring smile. "Don't worry," he said, his voice calm. "It's just dinner."

Taking a deep breath, I forced a smile. He knew more about court politics than I did.

With a nervous flutter in my stomach, I allowed Tsuneo to lead me down the hallway. Relief washed over me as we entered the familiar haven of his chambers. The whirlwind of the day, the joy of returning with Tsuneo, and the looming uncertainty of the king's dinner had left me emotionally drained.

"I think I'll freshen up before dinner, I announced, sinking down onto the plush chaise lounge.

Tsuneo nodded, his gaze lingering on me for a beat longer than necessary. "Of course," he said, his voice a husky murmur. "Would you like some assistance?"

The possessiveness in his tone sent a shiver down my spine. "I can manage," I replied. "Though... maybe if you could... pick something appropriate for dinner?"

closet, emerging a moment later with a garment draped over his arm. It wasn't a robe that looked mostly black except for the aurora like patterns sewn into it. It

really like to see me in your clothes, don't

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Maybe it was both. The idea was both

robe from him. "Thank you, Tsuneo," I

freshen up and change. The

feet, the sleeves hanging loose over my hands. I tied the

look... radiant," he said,

cheeks. "Thank you," I mumbled again, unsure

a final lingering look, he gestured towards the door. "Shall

a deep breath, I nodded. Together, we left our chambers and headed towards the

hall.

the room fell silent. All eyes turned to us, their expressions a mix

seated at the long table beside the King, was Ari. Her face was flushed, her eyes narrowed with a fury that sent a jolt of unease through me. The king's consorts, a gaggle of women adorned in shimmering

they were mad that my words about bothering the staff went for them as well. I looked across the table. The food hadn't been served yet, but I couldn't imagine it would be that bad. Ignoring

static electricity. But Tsuneo, oblivious to the undercurrent of animosity, took his rightful place beside me. He looked... happy. Relief flooded his features, a

king, however, seemed to share Tsuneo's joy. His eyes, though weary, held a spark of warmth

head and pointedly did not look at

and oddly respectful that the chair was still there but no one spoke about why it was empty. As if he was acknowledging his sons death and his wrongs

head. "It is wonderful to be back among the

looked delicious and I told them so. Then, dinner started. The oppressive silence was broken only by the clinking of silverware and the

woman, her face. contorted with rage and grief, stormed

be queen!" she shrieked, her