The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

I worked until it was midnight. Dem was busy as well, so he could not eat dinner with me. Ruby fed me dinner and went back to her room. She did not want to go, but I forced her. I wanted her to relax as much as possible since it was her wedding soon.

I had made sure that Ruby took Dem's dinner to his study, or he would skip dinner again. He was going to be busier anyway, so it was important to at least have his meals on time.

"Ugh, what time is it?"

"It's three in the morning, Your Highness," Flint replied. He was sorting the documents he copied today.

"I am sorry that you have to stay until this long," I said.

"The workload is just too much," he said. "I am actually surprised."

"About what?" I asked.

"Why is His Highness not here yet? He usually comes within one and takes Your Highness with him," he said. "His Highness always even forgets that another person is in the room. You see, I miss my wife too."

"Ahaha, I am sorry...," I laughed, getting embarrassed.

"Really, what's the matter? Why is His Highness not here? It's really not normal. Have Your Highness and His Highness fight? It will be a worrying thing for the ones working directly under His Highness then. Whenever His Highness is in a bad mood, he would make them go through a rough time," he said.

"Not that I hate it."

"He is just busy. And I am busy too."

"His Highness doesn't care if Your Highness is busy or not. He would rather finish the side of your work just to take Your Highness with him."

"You talk too directly, Flint. Aren't you worried?"

"Nope," he shook his head. "Your Highness won't fire me. I am loyal and I work faster than any other Imperial mages except Lord Luc."

"You arrogant... Anyway, how is your wife? She is five months pregnant now, I heard," I asked.

"She is doing better than I thought. Her belly looks like a ball and it's kinda scary. I feel like it's gonna burst if I hug her..."

"Her belly is gonna grow more. She has four more months left... What will you say then?"

"Haa, I have no idea. But she always smiles. I don't know whether it's to relieve me or not..."

"Do you need a vacation?"

"No, I need money," he said.

"Are you short...?"

"Not really. I am quite rich actually, but I need more. I love money."

"Flint, are you alright?" I asked. I was seriously concerned about his mental health.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if I take a break or not. I can do nothing at home anyway. Rose doesn't let me stay at home either. She tried to beat me up with a book when I mentioned it."

"Why?"

"Rose likes to remain active. She is really powerful physically. Even though she is pregnant, she runs every morning and practices swordsmanship. If I stay at home, I try to make her rest, that's why..."

"Hmm, I think it's okay to be physically active during pregnancy, up to a certain limit though. I don't much about it since I have not... Ahem, anyway, I actually wanted to ask you what flower she likes."

"Rose hates flowers. She says they smell bad," he said. "If Your Highness wants to send her something, it definitely should not be flowers."

"What about a sword?"

"She has lots."

"An armor?"

"I made her one myself last week. I used a lot of mana to make it. It's special."

"Then what should I give her?"

"I know a thing she wants badly..."

"Tell me."

"A horse... Her horse died a year ago. She has been lonely but never told anyone. She liked that horse a lot. Well, the death of that horse was given since he had grown so old. I tried to buy her one, but she did not accept it.

But if Your Highness gives her one, she will not be able to refuse. I know she wants one, just doesn't say so. I don't understand why. It's not like I won't buy her if she wants one," he said.

"Hmm, a horse can be a good gift. Though it is not a pregnancy-related gift, if it makes her happy, there is nothing we can do," I said. "What color was her previous horse?"

"It was brown and also a very weirdly dangerous-looking one. If you look at it, you will think 'the fuck is wrong with it'," he said.

"I see. I think I know the perfect horse... I had the same reaction when I saw one in the stable," I grinned.

The door suddenly burst open and Dem entered. He looked a bit tired. "Goodbye, Your Highness," Flint murmured.

He seemed to be sure that Dem was going to take me away. Usually, Dem took me away so we could rush to our nighttime routine. But I was on my period now.

"I greet, Your Highness, the King," Flint bowed and Dem moved his hands, motioning him to raise his head. He used to pay no attention when someone greeted him, but I told him that it was too rude and he should at least let them know that he saw them. After that, he started glancing once at the people who greeted him. It was an improvement.

"Do you have any idea what time it is? You still have not returned to the bedroom," Dem said.

"There is just too much work... I have sorted them out now though. Flint is arranging the last documents, then it will be done for now," I said.

"You are going to get sick if you keep being like this. I am worried, you know," he said and touched my forehead.

"I am fine... Besides, I am not the only one awake. You have been doing the same."

"I am used to it, but you are not. You will get sick," he said, rubbing his palm against my cheek. "Let's go. You will sleep now."

Dem looked at me as if he would pull me with him if I told him to wait even just one minute. I sighed and glanced at Flint.

"You can...?"

"I can take care of them. Please just go," Flint said before I could finish.

Flint surely was tired of seeing us like this. Dem cared less than me about people being around while being too lovey-dovey.

Dem brought me back to the bedroom. I changed into my nightgown while he undressed. Dem barely wore anything when he slept. He said that it made him feel stuffy. But oddly, he was wearing a robe tonight.

"What...?" he asked as he found me looking at him.

"Why are you wearing a robe?" I asked, surprised.

"Why? You prefer me naked?"

"It's not that... You don't wear much of a thing when you sleep, underwear at most... You always say that wearing too many things makes you feel stuffy, even a robe. That's why I am surprised."

"I just need to," he said.

"Haa, whatever you want," I let out a sigh. "I don't understand you sometimes anyway."

I yawned and got onto the bed. Dem pulled me closer as soon as I lied down. He pressed his face against my nape, just like every night. He did not have a fixed way of how he wanted to hug me each night. He just did whatever he wanted. I also felt safe in his embrace and had fewer nightmares, so I never stopped him. Experience more tales on m v|l e'm,p| y- r

"You smell nice," he mumbled.

"You always say that," I said. "I did not even use bath oil today."

"I like your natural scent more. There is something captivating about it," he said.

"You are the only one who will say something like that."

"Of course," he said firmly. "It's not like you are someone else's wife. You are mine after all."

"... I need to ask you something, Dem...," I said while trying to change the subject.

"Yes?"

"I read that Alphas have different types of powers. They don't have mana, but because of their unique and powerful blood, they can control an element or something. That's the real power of an Alpha, I read," I said.

"That's right. So, you want to know what type of power I have?" he asked.

"Yes..."

"The power of an Alpha depends on the thing they bond with the most," he said. "When I was younger, Father used to take me to the underground dungeon. He would slash the heads of the prisoners and I needed to watch because he used to say that it was necessary if I wanted to be the King. Evelyn had been taken down there too, but she fainted many times.

I don't know why, but I was fascinated by the blood... And because of that, I have that unique kind of power."