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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

Adeline's eyes widened in surprise, and she gave Helvis a sharp, reproachful look. Realizing her mistake, Helvis quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her expression filled with regret.

They all knew that Sophia had lost her memories regarding Lorian and the tragic events surrounding him, making any mention of him a sensitive topic that could unintentionally stir painful emotions.

"Lorian, whose child was he? As for Aric, I know him; he's the son of Eldric and Marianne. I met them once at the Healer's Castle in New Side. There were only two white-haired babies there, and I almost mistook Aric for my own because of his hair color, and he was quietly sleeping. It was quite the moment—until Anara started calling out so cheerfully." Sophia chuckled softly, her laughter tinged with warmth as she reminisced about the joyful confusion in the nursing room that day.

The Genetic Marker