The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

Whenever a man was near Blue other than Luc, I always worried about whether they fell in love with her or not. The incident with Ezekiel triggered it more.

I got used to Calix and most other knights; I did not worry about them much since their love for her was based on loyalty towards their master. But I could not read King Ford's mind since he was a dark mage. So, whenever he was near her, I got anxious and jealous. Though she always kept a proper distance, it still did not help with my condition.

I could not get the thought of King Ford liking my wife romantically get out of my head, albeit she told me many times that it was not the case.

"How can him sending me reports be anything similar to him liking me? How did you even link those two things?" she grumbled. "You and I both know that it's not the case. He sent it because he trusts us."

"No, not us," I said. "He trusts 'you'."

"He trusts you too. You haven't asked him about the situation, I did. Then why would he write to you? It's only natural that he would reply to the person who sent him a letter in the first place."

"Haa, really…"

"Don't think this way… It will just stress you out. Honey, I am reassuring you all the time. Why don't you believe me?"

"I believe you and I know you don't like anyone else other than me romantically," I said. "But it is him that I can't trust. What if he likes you?"

"If I stay with you and love only you, it's enough, right? Even if he likes me, which is surely not true, you are not going to give me up, are you?"

"Of course not! Why would I give you up?" I barked.

"There! Then everything is fine," she said.

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'Is that right? Why do I keep feeling so anxious?'

I wanted to have my way with her after lunch after convincing her somehow. But that did not work out since another matter came up. The previous night, I had a very hard time. My hand was not enough to satisfy me after she had fallen asleep.

'She just looked too… alluring… I thought my brain would burst…'

The meeting was held the next day. Both of us joined the meeting. The duke came a little earlier than the meeting time.

"Greetings, His Majesty, the King, and Her Majesty, the Queen," he bowed.

My wife and I had been discussing a few matters in my office. "Ah, hello there, duke," she smiled. "You are rather early today."

"Yes, Your Majesty. I actually wanted to deliver this to you," he said and brought out a pouch with flowery patterns out of his coat pocket.

"What is that?" I asked.

'And why am I getting a weird smell from it?'

"The duchess made cookies with the kids and has sent some for His and Her Majesties," he replied. "Please accept them."

"Wow, Iris made cookies? And the kids too?" Blue exclaimed, and took the pouch from him. "I have to taste them! Thank you, duke, and thank Iris too albeit I will be sending a letter as well. Ah, and thank the kids too on my behalf."

"Of course, I will do that," he nodded. "But…"

"Yes?"

"I think it will be better not to taste that…"

"But Iris made it…," she muttered. "Why are you saying that, duke?"

"Actually, that thing is more heinous looking and the taste is rather peculiar. I appreciate her efforts, but she, for as long as I can remember, could never cook or bake anything without turning the thing into a muddy-looking alien product. It differs far from the original shape and smell than it was supposed to have."

So, that was the reason I got the smell. It was not cookies' smell. I could not figure out what kind of smell it actually was, but it was not that good.

"… But she must have tried a lot. I should at least taste one before saying anything," she mumbled.

'Aww, how kind you are, darling… But I am sure you will have an upset stomach if you eat that. Smell tells everything about food or any other product.'

She pulled the green ribbon and opened the pouch. Her eyes looked shocked as she looked inside. The smell got stronger as well.

"I think she used something excessive for it to smell this way. Perhaps the kids put something extra…"

"Your Highness, the kids only stood nearby because she was teaching them. They did not touch anything," the duke clarified.

"I will just taste one," she said and before I could say anything, she took a bite. "Bleh…! Oh my, I am sorry… That wasn't…"

"That is what I meant, Your Highness. It tastes good according to the duchess, but if someone else tastes this, they can die…"

"Honey, you have tasted it already, now leave it," I said, taking it away from her and throwing it in the trash can. "You will get an upset stomach."

It took me a while to convince her to throw the cookies away. She was sulky even though I gave her many reasons and even the duke tried to convince her.

"At least, she tried. I can't even cook," she mumbled.

"You did not have the opportunity to try, honey," I pointed out. "Who will want to let the Queen cook? What is the cook for then?"

"Still…"

"It's time for the meeting already," I said. "You can try to cook if you want to later, darling. I just don't want you to get sick."

The matter regarding the war between Ataraxia and Trouvaille was the subject of today's meeting. Most members wanted to support Ataraxia at first which was something we predicted. So, we followed my wife's place which was she would tell the members about what would happen if we let the war keep going for a long time.

I was not good at gaining people's sympathy for myself or for someone, whereas, she was confident that she could do it properly.

"A lot of cities will fall to destruction in Ataraxia and Trouvaille as well. That is not our problem, of course. But aren't you all the same species? Is it alright to let those things happen to our neighboring kingdom? In the end, they would ask for our help with their economic and other downfalls.

As a powerful kingdom, it is our duty to have powerful partners; a neighbor is the best partner a kingdom can have. The more powerful the neighbor is the better. Even if we help Ataraxia and Ataraxia wins the war, in the end, destruction will surely happen. A lot of people will die. What if a very important political figure who is very important for our kingdom as well passes away?

Won't that affect some of our plans too? Besides, there will be long-term psychological effects on children and adults as well."

She kept going on for a long time. Slowly, most of the members started to agree with her. The duke had agreed a long time ago because his rule was to agree with whatever the King and the Queen said.

"This is not wrong. But is it possible to get both Mazazine and Lacuna's agreement on war break?"

"That is something the King and I will take care of," she said.

Nine out of ten members agreed with the decision and thus, we just needed to get the agreements from the other two kingdoms.

"The meeting went pretty smoothly, huh?" she sighed in relief as we were returning from the conference room. "It was easier than I thought."

"Easy? Perhaps it was nothing to you, but I think you have worked quite hard to make them agree," I said. "You said many things regarding the disadvantages of war and that's also for a long time. It did not seem easy to me."

"Haha, well, I think I am getting better at convincing people."

'Yeah, sometimes you use your cuteness to convince me to do something.'

"I don't have a lot of compassion, so sometimes I have to pretend. I think I worry more about kids or people who have been abused since childhood; my past perhaps has something to do with it," she said. "That time, Ruby called me a saint. It was absurd. If I was a saint, I would worry about the people in the war from the deepest part of my heart. But that isn't the case.

I think if my near and dear ones are not in danger, I won't worry about much of a thing; that's the type of person I am. That's why when I was talking in the meeting, I felt very guilty."