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
Why did you put yourself through this? How could you do this to me?
"Push the chest deeper. We must restore her heartbeat. Adeline, hold on!"
"Increase the dose of the elixir of serenity...!"
"Continue with the sutures!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The midwife responded promptly, her hands steady as she carefully closed the wound.
"Hand it to me!" Sophia's tone brooked no delay as she seized the syringe, swiftly tearing away Adeline's garments.
Her fingers traced the outline of Adeline's ribs, feeling for the exact spot where the heart beat beneath. Every second felt like an eternity as she sought the perfect angle for the injection.
Meanwhile, the other healers continued their relentless efforts. The rhythmic compressions on Adeline's chest continued, synchronized with the artificial breaths being blown into her lungs. Despite their fatigue, their movements were precise, their dedication unwavering in the face of impending tragedy.