The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 601

Chapter 601: A Late-Night Visit

Edmund immediately looked around in confusion. [Who? Who’s that handsome warrior?! Wait... am I getting uglier now?]

"Husband, it’s you," Primrose said with a soft laugh. "You’re my handsome warrior."

"Oh..." Edmund lowered his head, clearly embarrassed by his wife’s words. "It’s very kind of you to say that, my wife."

Primrose tilted her head slightly, a warm smile spreading across her face. "I’m only telling the truth."

Then, after a short pause, she looked at him with a playful glint in her eyes. "Are you really going to make your wife keep standing here?"

Edmund immediately straightened when he realized what she meant. "Of course not!"

Edmund took his wife’s hand and gently led her toward the entrance of the training ground.

Since this wasn’t Primrose’s first time visiting, the soldiers had already prepared a special lounge chair just for her. They even cleaned it from time to time, making sure it was always ready whenever the Queen of Noctvaris came to visit.

"I suppose missing me isn’t the only reason you came here," Edmund said as he sat down beside her.

He picked up a small towel and wiped the sweat from his face and hair.

Primrose stared at him for a little too long and for a moment, she almost forgot how to breathe.

"Do I really need a reason just to see my husband?" she asked.

Edmund immediately turned to her. "No, that’s not what I meant, but—"

"I know, I know." Primrose quickly cut him off. "You’re right. Besides missing you, I just... I don’t know."

She looked away and let out a quiet sigh. "I wanted to... Actually, I’m not even sure what I wanted." Her voice became softer. "I guess I just wanted to see you."

Edmund looked at her for a moment. After making sure his hands were clean, he reached out and gently caressed her cheek. "Is this about Pippa’s tribe?"

Primrose sighed once more and nodded. "Yes." Her eyes lowered slightly. "I still can’t believe they could be that cruel to their own children."

But maybe that wasn’t the only thing bothering her. Perhaps, deep down, she was asking the same question about her own past.

"We managed to save some of the younger children from the Holan Tribe," Edmund suddenly said. "They haven’t been fully brainwashed yet, so there’s still a chance for us to help them live normal lives in this kingdom."

Primrose straightened her back because this was the first time she had heard about this matter.

"How many of them?" Primrose asked.

"Not many," Edmund answered in a low voice. "Around twenty."

He paused before adding, "I already sent them to the same facilities where the children from Moonshadow are being cared for, so you don’t need to worry about them."

Most of the children were only a few months old to around eleven years old. It wasn’t that Edmund didn’t want to save the older children.

Unfortunately, once children in the Holan Tribe reached the age of twelve, their lives usually changed completely.

They were either sold away or forced through harsh training so they could become warriors for the tribe and once the children had been taught those beliefs for too long, things became much harder.

Some of them would rather kill themselves than follow the people who had attacked their families.

"We could try erasing their memories," Edmund said after a moment. "That way, they wouldn’t remember what happened to them."

His gaze became serious. "But I don’t think that would be the right thing to do."

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify