The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409: Going To The Vellmoria Empire (I)

"Wife!"

Primrose jumped a little at the sudden voice. When she looked down, she saw Edmund standing below the balcony, his brows furrowed. "Why are you out here? You’ll catch a cold!"

This time, Edmund didn’t do anything dramatic like fireworks or romantic gestures. He simply jumped up to the balcony and immediately took her hand, pulling her gently back into the room.

"See? You’re freezing," he said, removing his gloves and rubbing his hands together before pressing them softly against her cheeks. "What if you get sick before we even leave tomorrow?"

Primrose ignored his scolding and wrapped her arms around him instead, feeling the warmth of his fur-lined coat. "I was waiting for you," she murmured.

Edmund sighed softly, a little frustrated that he could never stay angry with her. "You could’ve waited inside, you know," he said, brushing his hand through her hair.

"I was only outside for less than five minutes because I knew you’d be home soon," Primrose murmured. "I missed you so much."

Edmund’s expression softened instantly. "I missed you too." He kissed the top of her head, then gently lifted her chin so their eyes met. "I’ve finished all my work regarding Cindralis City, so we won’t need to delay our departure."

[Finally, I’ll have my wife all to myself in the carriage!] Edmund thought with relief. [I’m so tired of courts, nobles, and endless paperwork. I just want to look at my beautiful wife’s face!]

"Husband, you can look at my face as much as you want now," Primrose said softly, rising on her tiptoes before whispering, "Besides... Sir Vesper has successfully made a very effective anti-nausea medicine."

She didn’t say anything else and only smiled, but Edmund immediately understood the meaning behind her words.

Edmund’s throat went dry as he swallowed hard. "Then... maybe... we can do it once we arrive in Illvaris?"

"But my bedroom there isn’t soundproof," Primrose replied shyly, her cheeks turning pink. "We’ll have to be careful."

Of course, it wasn’t unusual for maids or guards to overhear their masters during... private moments. In many noble houses, maids even waited outside their lords’ chambers, ready to help their lady clean up afterward.

But in Noctvaris, it was always Edmund who took care of her himself. He never once let the maids interfere, and honestly, that was one of the many reasons Primrose’s heart belonged only to him.

"But I think that’s impossible," Edmund teased with a playful grin. "You’re too loud, my wife."

Primrose immediately smacked his chest and frowned. "That’s your fault!"

Edmund laughed softly and caught her hand before she could hit him again. "Alright, alright, it’s my fault," he said with a smile. Then, after a brief pause, his voice softened. "Don’t think about it anymore. I just want to make sure you feel happy and at peace once we arrive in your homeland."

Primrose hugged him again, this time, even tighter. That night, at last, she finally had her husband all to herself after so many days of barely getting to see his face.

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