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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

After the devastation that had swept through the city, Sophia Mary made her way toward the palace grounds, her heart a tumult of grief and rage.

The once-grand palace lay in ruins, a shadow of its former self. From her elevated vantage point, she saw the smoldering remains of what had once been a bustling center of life.

Sophia's heart ached with the knowledge that despite her best efforts, the cycle of pain and loss had not been broken.

The cries of her ancestors seemed to echo through the corridors, a haunting reminder of the endless struggle for survival and the ever-present shadow of despair that had marked her life.

"No… help me… help me… Ragnar, help me!!!" Sophia cried out, clutching her chest tightly and repeatedly calling out for Ragnar. "Ragnar, save me!"

Ah, to die at your hands is an honor, Ragnar