The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 268

Chapter 268: Back to Where It All Ended

"I know," Primrose whispered. She nodded slowly, her eyes steady despite the tremble in her voice. "That’s exactly why I want to see it. I need to know how much I can handle ... if I’m strong enough to face him when he’s at his lowest."

Raven stared at her in silence, her expression unreadable. Then, finally, she sighed softly. "If this is truly what you want ... I’ll try."

Primrose held her breath. "Really?"

"I can’t promise it’ll be perfect," Raven warned gently. "This is different from seeing the future. Looking into the past, especially one that you were no longer part of, is much more complicated. Memories are heavy, especially the painful ones. They don’t like being disturbed."

Primrose nodded, her hands tightly clenched in her lap. "I understand."

Raven went on to explain that she could try to show Edmund’s past through the thread of fate that still connected them. But since Primrose would be watching from the outside, the vision might not be fully stable.

"You need to control your emotions very carefully, Your Majesty," Raven warned. "If you get too emotional or overwhelmed, the vision might break. Your connection to that timeline is fragile. It’s like walking on a frozen lake, and it could crack under too much pressure."

Primrose nodded. "I’ll do my best to stay calm."

"Good," Raven continued. "Because if the vision shatters too badly, it might leave you disoriented, or worse, trapped in that exact moment, reliving the pain over and over again."

That sounded terrifying. But to Primrose, the idea of not trying was even worse. She didn’t want her current marriage to walk the same tightrope it had before, without ever facing the truth.

"Alright, I understand," Primrose said firmly. "Can we do it now? What do I have to do?"

"Right now?" Raven looked unsure. "Your Majesty, you’ve already had quite a day. Maybe it’s better to rest and try tomorrow?"

Primrose raised an eyebrow. "I only talked to Silas. What’s so exhausting about that?" She shrugged lightly. "He died from the poison in the end, so really, I was just sitting there in the greenhouse for about thirty minutes, then came straight back."

More than anything, Primrose was determined to settle things with Edmund as soon as possible.

The longer she waited, the more room there was for fear and hesitation to grow.

If she wanted to face the emotions she had been avoiding, then now—while she still had the courage—was the right time.

"I want to do it now." She added, "Before I lose my nerve."

Raven looked at her for a long moment before letting out a soft sigh. "Very well, Your Majesty. If that’s truly what you want, then we can do it now."

Primrose had expected something dramatic, maybe a ritual filled with strange chants or mysterious items, but instead, Raven simply asked her to lie down beside her on the bed.

Then, Raven began drawing something on Primrose’s palm using a fine red powder.

Primrose had no idea what the powder was or what kind of symbol Raven was drawing, but as long as it wasn’t something horrifying—like a baby’s blood or anything dark—she didn’t mind.

"All right, we’re ready, Your Majesty." Raven gently held Primrose’s hand and lay down right beside her. "For now, just follow my instructions."

Primrose gave a small nod and let her eyes drift toward the ceiling.

She closed her eyes, took several slow, deep breaths, and whispered silently in her heart, "Please ... show me the version of him I never got to see. Let me understand what he felt after I was gone."

"I want to understand him. I want to understand how he truly felt."

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