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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

Her sobs grew louder and more desperate as time passed, echoing softly in the quiet chamber. Each tear that fell onto Rast's pillow felt like a confession of the love she had held silently for so long. Lea's mind raced with memories of their moments together, each one precious and now painfully distant.

"I'm sorry it has to be like this. I asked for the same compound of tenfold Whisperer Haven to be given to you, but Queen Sophia refused," Lea murmured between sobs.

Her trembling hands moved to cover Rast's mouth and nose firmly, sealing his breath.

At first, everything seemed calm as if nothing was happening.

As seconds stretched into eternity, Rast's once robust body began to betray signs of distress. Involuntary twitches coursed through his limbs, a desperate response to the dwindling oxygen supply. His eyelids remained shut, shielding his tranquil face from the agonizing reality unfolding around him.

About Loss and Love