The next day, Primrose did not wake up until noon.
At first, she thought Edmund had already left their chamber to deal with his work. After all, as the King of Noctvaris, he always had something waiting for him.
However, when she slowly opened her eyes and turned her head, she realized that he was still lying right beside her.
"Good morning, my wife," Edmund greeted her softly.
Primrose blinked sleepily at him before stretching her whole body under the blanket. Then, without saying anything else, she rolled toward Edmund and wrapped her arms around him.
"It’s not even morning anymore," she murmured against his chest.
Edmund had cleaned her up while she was sleeping, but somehow, Primrose could still smell his familiar scent lingering on her body. It only made her want to stay in his arms a little longer.
Edmund happily returned her embrace. One hand slowly rubbed her back while the other gently patted her, almost as if he were trying to put her back to sleep.
"Then what kind of greeting do you want to hear?" Edmund asked with a teasing smile. "I love you, my wife?"
Primrose’s face immediately turned red. Of all the things he could have said, why did he have to choose those words?
Last night, Edmund had said them to her again and again until they were practically stuck in her head. Now, hearing them again right after waking up made her heart beat faster.
"I’m just waking up..." Primrose complained as she lightly hit his arm. "It’s too early for you to tease me like that."
Edmund only chuckled at her reaction. He leaned down and pressed a long kiss against her temple before finally pushing himself up to sit on the bed.
Unfortunately for him, Primrose was still clinging to him. So when Edmund sat up, she naturally followed along. A moment later, she had somehow ended up sitting comfortably on his lap with her arms still wrapped around him.
"You must be hungry," Edmund said, looking down at the woman refusing to let him go. "How about I ask the servants to bring our meal here?"
Instead of loosening her arms, Primrose hugged him even tighter. "That sounds nice."
"Alright." Edmund paused, and then he chuckled again. "But my wife, you have to let me go first so I can actually leave the room."
Primrose let out an unhappy groan. She clearly did not want to move, but after another few seconds of stubbornly holding onto him, she finally released her arms.
"Do it quickly," she said with a pout.
Seeing her expression, Edmund could not resist her at all. He leaned forward and stole another kiss from her lips before getting off the bed. "I’ll be back soon."
After that, Edmund left their bedroom and asked the royal maids to prepare their meal.
However, even when the maids arrived with the food, Primrose still refused to leave the bed.
In the end, Edmund simply gave in to her laziness and asked the maids to place a small table on the bed so his wife could eat comfortably without having to move.

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