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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

"Let me go. In exchange, I will give Rastislav's body to you."

"You're not in a position to negotiate, Arn."

"Why not?" Arnulp retorted sharply, a hint of bitterness in his tone. "In Cescil, you brokered a similar deal. You forgave Queen Oda and her cronies to retrieve Lorian Clementine's body. You should have razed them all to the ground! Why didn't you?!"

Arnulp's voice cut through the tense silence, carrying a bitter edge.

"Because it was Lavatri who died. What if it had been Sophia Mary instead? Would you have made the same decision? Would you have withdrawn your forces when you could have seized their throne right then and there, Ragnar Clementine?"

The question hung heavily in the air, laden with implications of moral choice and personal vendetta.

The Grim Etched on Their Faces