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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

"How was your journey? Did it proceed without incident, or were there any challenges along the way?" Adeline inquired with genuine interest, her tone exuding warmth and hospitality.

Yet, Sophia, displaying minimal engagement from the onset, remained reticent, contenting herself with sipping on the beverage set before her.

"Our journey was uneventful," Sophia responded tersely, her voice devoid of warmth or enthusiasm.

Adeline's understanding smile lingered as she noted Sophia's distant demeanor.

A gentle nod from her attendant signaled that the feast Adeline had prepared was ready to begin. Rising gracefully, Adeline extended an invitation to Sophia and other guests, guiding them to the opulent dining area where a lavish spread awaited.

The room was adorned with flickering candles and fragrant flowers, casting a warm glow over the table set with an array of delectable dishes and gleaming silverware.

— you've made your choice, and I am not your choice.