Tizzz

#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

"So, what brings you to our kingdom, King Ragnar?" King Therric asked, his voice carrying through the grand dining hall.

The room fell silent, all eyes fixed on Ragnar, waiting for his response.

Just as he was about to speak, a loud crash and the unmistakable roar of a dragon interrupted him.

The noise came from the direction of the palace gates, startling everyone in the room.

The formal dinner instantly descended into chaos. Guests sprang from their seats, some rushing to the windows while others glanced around in confusion.

King Therric reacted swiftly, standing up abruptly. "Secure the palace! Guards!" he commanded, his voice strong despite the unexpected commotion.

Queen Marlena stayed seated but her hands clenched tightly on the tablecloth, her eyes seeking Ragnar's for any sign of insight.

Ragnar walked over to the nearest window with a brisk, determined stride. Peering out, he murmured in disbelief. "Ryzzid?"

Sorry, I’m late.