Undressed by the Half-beast King
#completed!!! In her second life, I want Sophia to choose the path she desires and live well and happily," Ragnar said to Adeline, who immediately burst into tears. "Then... what about you, Your Highness?" Adeline asked. Ragnar only smiled. “This is enough for me.” Among the many forms of love, Adeline had to witness the most genuine and sacrificial kind. That was, letting go. ~~~ What if, in truth, I was the cause of her suffering? What if my actions were the source of her pain? Perhaps it was time for me to let her go. There was nothing to be done. I must bear this burden alone. — Ragnar Clementine ~~~ And what if I choose these burdens? What if I choose you, every time, no matter how many lives I have? — Sophia ~~~ #war #kingdombuilding #secondchancelove #politics #multiplecouple #mutant #diplomacy #heartwarming This is the Sequel of: - Undressed by The Half-beast Prince (completed at Chapter 224). Check on my profile. - can be read as stand alone story. disclaimer: - 18+ above, please be wise - Previous story: Undressed by the Half-beast Prince - slow burn love story - explicit content will be cautioned at the begginingbof chapter - the cover is commissioned
You don't need my help, do you, Your Highness?
Uzana's smile faded a bit as he observed her careful examination of each baby, noting the increasing distress in her eyes.
Finally, Sophia stopped beside a crib where a small boy lay sleeping peacefully. She reached out tentatively, her fingers brushing the soft blanket that swaddled him.
Her heart pounded loudly in her chest, a silent plea echoing within her that one of childreen here might be hers.
Sophia's gaze hardened as she turned sharply to Uzana, who wore a taunting smile that did little to mask the challenge in his words.
"You don't need my help, do you, Your Highness? To recognize your own child," Uzana said softly, his voice laced with mocking undertones. "Surely you couldn't possibly forget your own child, could you?"
His question stung, a pointed reminder of her lost memories and the vulnerabilities they exposed. Sophia's heart clenched at the implication, her maternal instincts warring with the fragmented shards of her past.