The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319: The Emperor’s Secrets

The older nobles of the Vellmoria Empire, including Lazarus, remembered well how the Emperor had secured his throne. He had slaughtered his five brothers with his own hands and disguised the massacre as the work of a rebel group.

The truth never reached the common people, but within the inner circle of nobles, it was a whispered story no one ever dared to speak aloud.

And because of his strong influence over the empire’s economy, Lazarus had often been summoned to the imperial palace. Over the years, he had watched the princes closely, observing their characters one by one.

Zerath Vi Vellmoria, the current Emperor, had once been the sixth prince, a position that should have made the throne nearly impossible to reach, especially since all of his siblings were men.

Yet even as a child, Zerath’s ambition had been fierce. He was obsessed with outshining his brothers in every way, as if every contest, every sword match, was a step closer to the crown.

Even so, no one would have ever imagined that he would one day raise his sword against his own brothers once the former king drew his last breath.

There had been no witnesses to that massacre. But Lazarus, who had seen Prince Zerath fight countless times in the royal tournaments, remembered his sword style well, and the wounds left on his brothers’ bodies ... they were the same as the ones Zerath dealt on the battlefield.

There may have been no official witnesses, no evidence that could drag the Emperor into court, but some people knew the truth.

For this reason, Lazarus never allowed Primrose to meet the Emperor of Vellmoria alone. Not only was he ruthless behind closed doors, but he was also known for taking concubines from noble houses.

Primrose let out a soft sigh. Thank the Moon Goddess that Edmund had claimed her as his mate, otherwise, she might have ended up as nothing more than another concubine in the Emperor’s collection.

It was kind of ironic, though, because Primrose used to believe that marrying Edmund was the worst kind of misfortune.

If that thought ever dared to cross her mind again, she’d gladly bang her head against the nearest wall.

"Your Majesty." A knock at the door followed by Solene’s voice made Primrose snap the diary shut in an instant. "Are you alright in there? Should I bring you a snack or tea if you plan to stay longer?"

Primrose blinked. She hadn’t even been inside Edmund’s office that long, so why was Solene already fussing?

[Did Her Majesty faint or collapse inside? She’s been walking so much today ... what if her legs gave out?]

Oh, it seemed Solene still wasn’t entirely convinced that she had fully recovered.

"I’m fine," Primrose called back. "I’ll be out in a minute."

She lowered her head, suddenly feeling a strong urge to steal one of her husband’s diaries. But she had promised herself she would only take a little peek, so she couldn’t take it too far.

Still ... she couldn’t help but wonder what else Edmund had written in that cursed notebook.

Her eyes narrowed at the one she’d shoved aside earlier.

Before she knew it, she had opened it again, holding her breath as her eyes traced the words.

Oh, this one actually sounded kind of sweet. Maybe not everything he wrote here was terrible. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

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