It turned out Edmund had left his patrol duty the moment he saw Primrose doing something outside of what they’d agreed on.
The soldiers were still able to handle things without him, but when a group of rogue werewolves suddenly showed up in the capital—so close to the palace it looked like they could break in at any moment—Edmund decided to return and help the soldiers fight them off.
"I’ll be back soon. I promise." He kissed Primrose on the lips, then her cheeks, again and again before grabbing his cloak. "Don’t do anything else, alright? Just rest in your room."
"I know," Primrose reassured him. "I won’t do anything weird again. I’ll just wait for you here." She reached out and smiled. "Kiss me one more time."
Edmund leaned down and kissed her again. When he pulled back, he gently reminded her, "Let the human doctors I called check on you today, alright? Please don’t push them away."
Primrose knew she wouldn’t be able to refuse that request now, so she simply nodded in agreement.
After saying goodbye one last time, Edmund finally left the palace.
But instead of looking tense or serious like usual, the soldiers swore to the moon and back that their mighty Lycan King actually looked excited, like a man who’d just received the best gift in the world.
And honestly, they weren’t wrong.
The reason Edmund looked so happy, even while preparing to slaughter dozens of rogue werewolves, was because Primrose, his adorable wife, kept whispering sweetly, "I love you, husband,"through the spying vase placed beside her bed.
She just wanted to make sure he never doubted her feelings again, especially after he learned how tragic their first life had been.
And well ... her efforts definitely paid off.
Not only did the mighty Lycan King look like he’d been blessed straight from the heavens, but he also managed to wipe out all the rogue werewolves in under two hours, making sure not a single one remained near the palace.
He truly kept his promise to Primrose about coming back to the palace as soon as possible.
As soon as he stepped back inside the palace walls, he cleaned himself up, didn’t waste a second, and rushed straight to see his wife.
Primrose, who had been reading a book in bed, didn’t even hesitate to toss the poor book somewhere across the room like it meant nothing and stretched her arms wide open toward him, silently asking for a hug.
Edmund didn’t make her wait. He walked straight into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her tightly, almost as if he were afraid she might disappear if he let go.
Primrose melted into his chest, burying her face in his shoulder. "You really came back fast," she whispered.
Her husband hummed softly, then said, "I also love you, my wife."
Primrose giggled, realizing that Edmund had rushed back home not only to keep his promise, but also because he wanted to say those words back to her.
He really came back just to return her "I love you."
She honestly never expected their relationship to grow even sweeter than before, especially after she had told him the truth about their past.
But somehow, it did.
Somewhere between his quiet touches and gentle words, she realized something important: All the bad thoughts in her head didn’t always come true.
Most of the time, they were just anxious, whispering lies, making her question things that were never meant to be questioned, and maybe ... it would be better to stop listening to those voices.
"Do you need anything?" Edmund asked softly, brushing his fingers through her hair. "Maybe some cake? I can ask the maids to bring it for you."
Primrose shook her head gently, then buried her face even deeper against his chest. "I just want to be with you."
Edmund smiled and held her a little tighter, like she was the most precious thing in the world. "Then I won’t go anywhere."
For the rest of the day, they stayed in bed and cuddled beneath the soft covers, holding each other close without needing to say much.
There were no kisses filled with lust or no wandering hands. The only kiss Edmund gave her in that moment was one filled with gentleness and warmth.
Neither of them even thought about anything sexual because right now, the only thing they wanted ... was simply to be together.
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Every time she took five steps, the only thing that crossed her mind was, "I want to lie in bed right now."
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