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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

"Was Ma really that much like me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid that speaking too loudly might shatter the fragile moment.

Ragnar turned to her, his eyes softening with a rare tenderness. "In so many ways," he said, his voice carrying a note of nostalgia. "She was strong-willed, stubborn even, but always determined to care for the people she loved. Just like you. She had this way of making everything better, even when things were at their worst. And she never gave up on anyone, no matter how difficult they were… no matter how difficult I was."

Anara felt a lump form in her throat as she listened, realizing that this was the most her father had ever shared about her mother.

She had always known her parents' love story through the whispers of others, but hearing her father speak of her mother in this way made her feel closer to her mother than ever before.

— not just a reminder of what you’ve lost