"Ah ... Ronan ..."
Ronan felt excited when Arielle started to moan sweetly again. His touch moved up to tease his wife’s ear. Arielle couldn’t refuse anymore when one of the man’s hands slipped under the thick skirt of her dress, touching her legs and placing it on his lap.
Ronan stroked Arielle’s thighs gently, but Arielle pulled herself away from the man and cupped his face so they could kiss again. Of course, Ronan would accept it wholeheartedly.
Ronan felt that making love in a chair was uncomfortable. So from that, he decided to stand up and lift his wife. He put Arielle on top of the girl’s paperwork.
The two of them didn’t think about anything anymore. Arielle took off her husband’s buttons one by one as their lips still tasted each other’s taste. Ronan lifted Arielle’s skirt up high so he could position the girl’s body.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
"FUCK!" Ronan swore in a hoarse voice. He was annoyed because every ti he wanted to have an intimate ti with his wife, soone kept bothering him and it was right when he was almost getting what he wanted.
Ronan walked briskly towards the door of the library, while Arielle imdiately got off the desk and fixed her dress to make it look presentable again. She also tidied up so scattered papers on the floor.
William, who was already waiting in front of the door, frowned at seeing Ronan who looked angry. Did sothing happen again? He thought confusedly.
"I have co to bring your work as you ordered, and there is soone who wants to et you," said William.
"I can’t. Tell that person I’m busy," Ronan answered quickly while picking up the pile of papers that William had brought for him.
"It’s your father," William added shortly before Ronan closed the door to the library again.
The man’s movents stopped, and he turned back to look at his right hand-man.
"He is already here?" he asked.
"Yes, I asked him to wait in the eting room," William replied while nodding once.
Ronan waved his hand, telling William to go away. Then, he closed the door and approached Arielle with steady steps.
He put the pile of papers down and tidied up his clothes properly, while Arielle was already waiting to hear the news brought by William just now.
"My father is visiting. He wants to et . It seems he wants to ask about Irene’s condition."
"Ah! King Arthur!"
"Just stay here. I will tell him that you can’t co with . I know you have a lot of work to do."
Ronan smoothed his wife’s hair then gave her a quick peck on the lips before leaving the room. He also took his mask that was thrown on the floor earlier, then left Arielle’s personal library to et his father.
Arthur stood alone in the eting room. The man did not dare to sit up, even though the chair at the end of the table, which was larger than the other chairs, was the chair he always sat on before. He walked slowly to the wide glass window behind the chair and looked at an all-white field of snow. Several guards were seen changing shifts to patrol around the palace.
He had not seen a sight like this in a long ti. He was once a king. The most powerful man in this territory. But now ... just to see soone in the eyes, Arthur was unable to do it. That was how far the werewolf clan had wrecked his ntality and instilled fear in him, dragging him into an abyss that made him unable to get up again.
His pride had long since disappeared, and the golden crown on his head had also vanished. All that remained was sha, remorse, and undeserving of anything. He didn’t have anything left in him anymore.
The generations had changed. The children he often saw playing on the field now had their respective duties. Besides, who would have thought that many of his family had left the North? Only William, one of his cousin’s sons, stayed to accompany his son. The son of one of his Highest Commanders also now held the sa position as his father. Only Lazarus did not follow in his father’s footsteps.
Rembering those tis made Arthur’s heart ache because he rembered the nurous wrongdoings he had done. He had tortured Ronan, his biological son, with his own hands just because the boy once couldn’t turn back into a human.
In the past, his mouth often uttered harsh and ruthless orders. Locking the child in prison cells without food and hitting him with a cane when he couldn’t turn into a human were just so of them. Arthur really didn’t deserve to be called a father.
Staying in the palace only made him claustrophobic. Because Arthur knew that before, he didn’t behave like a human being to his son, and he already got his own karma from the werewolf clan.
"His Majesty the King has arrived!" shouted a guard from outside the door, making Arthur imdiately move away from the window.
When the eting room door was opened from the outside, he imdiately lowered his head.
"You co?" Ronan asked casually then sat in the king’s majestic seat.
He moved his hand to the chair, asking for his father to sit down.
"Thank you," Arthur replied politely.
It was strange for Ronan to have soone who used to intimidate and tornt him to behave this way. However, his father had made the decision not to return to his position, and Ronan was still the rightful king of this kingdom. Thus, according to protocol, what he did was correct.
"Is there anything you want to say?" Ronan asked straight to the point.
"Ah ... that ... I heard that Irene has taken the test to enter the academy."
"Priest Elis told you?" Ronan asked in passing.
"Yes. Priest Elis visited Priest Louise’s house yesterday, and he told that Irene had been studying hard for the admission test of the Edelwiss Academy. If I rember correctly... the announcent would be made after two days of the interview? If you will, I just want to know Irene’s test result."
"Irene passed," Ronan answered briefly.
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