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The Cursed King

He has been waiting for fifteen centuries to meet his wife again. (COMPLETED) Meet Loriel Ashborn, former king of Summeria, 15-century old immortal, a doting husband, certified simp, a wife's slave. In the land where the human race lived side by side with other races like the elves, witches, and those immortal beings often calling themselves gods, lived a powerful king, Loriel Ashborn. One fatal mistake caused him to lose the woman he loved as she was sent to the future by the evil Time Master before he died. The only way to see her again is for him to take the curse of immortality, and so he did. Now, after 15 centuries, Loriel finally found her again. But she didn't remember him? Well, who cares! This time, the shameless husband would never let her go ever again. To make her remember their life together, he even faked a terminal illness with his 'dying wish' was to experience how it was like to be married. And when he *cough cough* 'miraculously' made a full recovery, he said, "Wifey, you saved my life! Now, I owe you forever. I will repay with my body." *** AUTHOR'S NOTE: In their previous life, the king felt that he was not a good husband to his wife, so this time around, he would make up to her and be the best husband she could ever hope for. You will witness a total simp, a devoted doting husband who would pamper his wife to no end and give the whole world to her. I DON'T DO SLOW BURNS. This story will have a lot of snusnu/lemon/smut and it's not advised to read if you are prudish or underage. Also, there will be magic. A lot of magic because the male lead is a 'god' and the female lead is a 'witch'.

Missrealitybites · 奇幻言情
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305 Chs

Loriel Travels To Cretea

After some more conversation with Dante, Elise finally relented and decided to drink the water from the river of forgetfulness. 

However, she still wanted to ask one last thing. Something important so in the chance that she wanted to change her mind, it would be okay.

"Dante… even if I drink this water, is there any chance that I can remember Loriel again?"

Dante sighed inwardly. He already got sick of hearing that name.

Loriel was dead and yet refused to be buried in Elise's memories. 

Dante couldn't say that aloud, thought. Instead, he faked a smile. 

"When you are prepared and stronger than ever, I believe memories of him will return to you at the proper time," Dante lied through his teeth.

"Then I'm prepared to drink the water now." Elise nodded firmly and took the goblet from his hands.