Rufus' POV:

Sylvia looked at me nervously.

I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. "Don't overanalyze things."

"Then hurry up. Tell me." She looked flustered. I could hear the unease in her voice.

I pulled her to sit down and sighed. "The curse on me does not only drive me insane but has also made me infertile. I can't have children."

"And?" Sylvia asked, arching an eyebrow. I felt she didn't understand what I meant.

I held her hand and looked into her eyes. If she couldn't accept it, I would somehow convince her. I couldn't

you scared me for a second. I thought it

was taken aback for a moment. "Don't you mind?" I asked, returning

of reactions when I revealed the truth. However, I never imagined her

"When did the wise and decisive Prince Rufus become

buried my head in the crook of her neck. Her response melted my heart into a puddle. "I don't understand." Sylvia frowned. She leaned back a little as if she wanted to

about bloodline more than anything else; he will never allow an infertile son to be his heir. Do you understand now, Sylvia? Being

silent. Her eyes were

me. 'Does she

can promise you that no matter what happens, I will never leave you unless you don't want

into the distance. "So my previous guess was

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