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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.

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- Previous story: Undressed by the Half-beast Prince
- slow burn love story
- explicit content will be cautioned at the begginingbof chapter
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Undressed by the Half-beast King

"Your Majesty, we have conducted trials on lab rats. Both the poison and the antidote work effectively. However, we do not have detailed data yet as we have not conducted human trials."

"We need to be certain of its effects. Ragnar needs to know if this poison can be used effectively, and more importantly, if the antidote is reliable."

Uzana sighed, "Very well. I will volunteer for the human trial. We need to know exactly what we are dealing with."

Helvis's eyes widened in surprise. "Your Majesty, are you certain? The risks are substantial."

Uzana nodded firmly. "I am certain. Prepare the poison and the antidote. We will proceed with the trial immediately."

Helvis took a deep breath and nodded, quickly gathering the necessary vials. Uzana watched as the preparations were made, steeling himself for what was to come.

The fear… the helpessness…