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"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 grand hall of Pearslea Keep echoed with the weight of King Ragnar's fury as he stood before Elder Cryica, his face contorted with anger at her plea to reconsider his punishment against Queen Sophia.

"Your Majesty, I implore you to reconsider your punishment against Queen Sophia," Elder Cryica's voice resonated through the hall, her tone calm yet filled with urgency.

"You cannot change someone's essence, even if they lose their memories. Sophia will always be Sophia, and she will inevitably fulfill her destiny as foretold."

Ragnar's eyes blazed with frustration and disbelief. "You dare question my decisions, Elder?" His voice boomed, the force of his anger palpable. "If you do not wish for me to end your life right here and now, then leave Pearlsea Keep immediately!"

Despite the intensity of Ragnar's rage, Elder Cryica remained composed, her gaze steady as she continued to plead her case.

But you cannot defy fate, Your Majesty, no matter how hard you try.