Missrealitybites

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."

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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'.

The Cursed King

Loriel looked at Elise and smiled faintly. Ahh... what would she say regarding their sleeping arrangement? Would she ask him to sleep outside?

The living room had a fluffy couch, but Loriel was too tall to be able to sleep comfortably there. However, he didn't mind sleeping there if Elise wanted it. He knew their relationship was quite new and she might still feel awkward about sharing the same bedroom.

"I am sorry about the bedroom," he said apologetically. "I think the travel agent only prepared a room for couples who are used to sleeping together. I can take the couch."

He pointed at the couch to his right. Elise bit her lip and shook her head. "No... you don't have to apologize. I am sure they assume that couples do sleep together and..."

She didn't continue her words. Her face flushed red.

Sharing Bedroom