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#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.

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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

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And what if I choose these burdens? What if I choose you, every time, no matter how many lives I have?
— Sophia
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#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

Undressed by the Half-beast King

The book is completed

🔞🔞Please refrain from opening this chapter if you are under 18 years old. Exercise discretion; this is a work of fiction with all its imaginative elements.

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"This marks the first time I've witnessed the fiery exhale of a dragon. It's a sight both fearsome and magnificent," Mariore remarked, her awe evident in her voice.

After the fiery display, Aiden and Mariore stood in silence, watching as the last embers of the burning bags faded into the night. The warmth of the flames still lingered in the air, contrasting with the chill of the early morning breeze.

Tulette, satisfied with her task, settled back down onto her haunches, her golden scales shimmering in the dim light. Her eyes, once ablaze with ferocity, now held a serene glint as she observed the scene before her.

Can I impregnate you, Mariore?