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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

As Rastislav navigated the intricate dance of courtly affairs, his inquiries were discreet yet persistent, ever vigilant for any clue that might lead him to Arnulp. Each encounter, each conversation, held the potential for a breakthrough, a glimmer of hope in the vast expanse of uncertainty.

Arnulp's absence weighed heavily on Rastislav's mind, a shadow that lingered even amid the grandeur of the Gamaaloth court. It had been a year since Arnulp vanished without a trace, a year filled with unanswered questions and relentless searching.

The timing of Arnulp's disappearance, coinciding with the tragic passing of Rastislav's betrothed, Lavatri, only added to the mystery.

Despite his tireless efforts, Arnulp remained elusive, a ghostly presence haunting the edges of Rastislav's consciousness.

The Girl that Tugged at His Heartstring