Liam stared in awe all around the room. Everything was so bright and shimmering, so different from the darkness of the night under the full moon that he was used to seeing when he woke up once a month.
Because he was getting used to it, he thought he'd wake up on the next full moon, but things were so different when he opened his eyes. He was dazzled. It was a bit difficult for him to adapt to everything.
"Milord…?"
Beside Liam sat a woman wearing only a simple nightgown on the bed. Liam knew her as his wife, Harriet.
"Am I dreaming, Madam?" the man asked, narrowing his golden eyes in disbelief.
"I-I wanted to ask the same thing…" said Harriet quietly.
Liam got out of bed and walked towards the east window slowly. The sun had climbed high in the sky. From the top of the tower, he could see the view of the Northern Land under the bright sky.
When was the last time he witnessed this sight?
Harriet got off the bed and slowly approached her husband from behind. The man fell silent in amazement, shocked at what had happened, perhaps even more shocked than she was.
And then, she heard the man's low laugh. Harriet peeked at the expression on Liam's face in the morning sun. Harriet's shaded, sharp eyelids widened. The man's golden eyes and blonde hair shimmer in the light from the east sun.
Harriet immediately felt that this man was best suited to stand in the sun, not the moon. No. To be more precise, Liam Almandine looked like the personification of the sun itself.
"Madam… what exactly… had happened?" the man turned to Harriet.
The woman at his side shook her head in confusion.
"Is something different… or is there something you did to me while I was sleeping?" the man asked innocently, but Harriet furrowed her brows in annoyance.
"If it was me who caused this, shouldn't you be thanking me?" said Harriet with pursed lips.
Liam chuckled. He enjoyed teasing his wife and saw her annoyed expression, but now he had enough. So, he added a few more questions in a row.
"How many days has it been since our first night? Did you sleep by my side every night after that night? Oh, and did you miss me?"
Harriet knew that apart from the last question, this handsome man had no intention of teasing her. However, with the man's mischievous expression and intense gaze, Harriet couldn't help but hide the blush on her face.
"It has been eight days since the full moon. I just slept by your side last night and on that full moon night. While on the other nights, I always slept in my own room," Harriet answered in all seriousness.
Liam nodded. The man turned to return to the bed, but suddenly, he felt pain in his chest. It was as if he was being stabbed by a sharp object. "Ugh!"
Harriet saw Liam suddenly clutching his shirt against his chest and bending over.
"Milord?!" Harriet propped Liam quickly.
At the same time, Daniel had arrived with two physicians along with several servants. They saw Liam get up and stand on his own two feet under the sunlight.
"Young Lord!"
Daniel immediately stepped forward to bring Liam back to bed. The servants and the two physicians he brought with him were still staring in amazement at the clearly conscious Liam. They quickly examined Liam's body.
The Alpha's eyes felt heavy. It felt like he would be unconscious again.
While the physicians were busy examining his body, Liam reached out to Harriet, stopping everyone from moving.
Harriet's heart skipped a beat at how pale Liam's face was. Her brain didn't dare guess, but she was afraid that Liam was suddenly waking up because he was experiencing health complications that were worse than before.
Would she be left alone this soon by her husband?
Harriet reached her hand out to Liam on the bed. She knelt on the side of the bed, close to him. "Yes, Milord?"
The man smiled helplessly.
"Will you sleep by my side every night, Madam?" Liam asked.
Harriet's sad and frightened face slowly changed with the addition of a sad smile. "I don't like high places, Milord…"
"Ugh," Liam groaned softly. "So I can't sleep with my wife every night?"
Harriet's face flushed red with a complicated expression.
"Nevermind. My Madam can sleep wherever she like," Liam said, slowly closing his eyes. "Sleep by my side when you miss me..."
And as if his time had run out, Liam fell back asleep with his hand still intertwined with Harriet's.
Silence enveloped the room at the top of the tower again.
For some reason, everything felt a little more stifling than the usual silence in the tower.
Harriet got up from the floor slowly, and then pulled the covers for Liam. She turned to the physicians and motioned them to start examining Liam again. She didn't move an inch from where she was standing. So many people around her, but somehow she felt so lonely. It hadn't been that long, but strangely she had begun to miss the man. Liam Almandine.
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"Madam…" Daniel looked worried, seeing Harriet's expression that was so sad since Liam went back to sleep.
"The physicians said Young Lord didn't show any deterioration in health. Moreover, it's been almost 40 years since the Young Lord was able to wake up during the day without the help of the moonlight…" Daniel chose his words carefully.
"But it seems that what happened today was just a coincidence. I'm afraid these are signs before something happens. I hope it will be something good," Harriet said with a smile.
But Harriet and Daniel knew such a thing was impossible. Even though Liam was a Lycan and a powerful Alpha, meaning that it gave him a powerful regenerative ability that made him nearly immortal, no creature in this world could survive without a beating heart.
Harriet sighed.
"Okay. You came to the tower to deliver a letter from the capital to me again, right?" asked Harriet, rising from her desk and walking to the sofa. Daniel handed her the letter from his jacket pocket and stood faithfully by Harriet's side.
As Harriet tore the envelope with her salad knife, Daniel shuddered with horror. Harriet didn't treat the letter with respect at all, even though it was sent by the emperor.
Harriet opened the letter and skimmed the contents. Then, she immediately stood up and threw the letter into the fire without hesitation.
"M-Madam?" Daniel furrowed his brows and was flabbergasted at what Harriet had just done.
"The Emperor asked me to come to the capital," said Harriet casually. She threw herself back on the sofa and continued, "Let's schedule for me to go to the capital in a few months."
"In a few months? But Madam…?" Daniel was getting confused.
Harriet smiled reassuringly. She then said in a soft voice to comfort Secretary Daniel, "Let's make sure my brother gets well before I'm willing to respond to the Emperor's request."
"I have sent a letter to resign from the world of government and politics. I've also left my responsibilities of the West Fortress to the Crown Prince's authority. Since the war is still going on in that area, the Old Duke himself is also keeping an eye on it, so there's no problem," said Harriet in quick words.
Daniel could no longer try to change Harriet's mind.
Harriet had experienced a lot of misfortunes all her life. Plus lately, everything seemed to be attacking her from all sides. Her younger brother came home badly injured and turned into a Lycan, the war broke out, and the offer the Old Duke made for her changed her whole life.
"Don't worry too much about the Imperial Capital, Secretary Daniel. Since the war in the West is still ongoing, they also definitely won't consider my disappearance from government and politics important. Right now, they must be focusing on being on alert from all sides with their military forces," said Harriet.
Still, Daniel felt Harriet's words sounded condescending to herself and her role in government. In fact, Harriet was quite famous in this Empire as a woman capable of being the Emperor's right hand.
"Then, Madam, would you like to have your breakfast now?" Daniel smiled warmly, changing the subject.
Harriet nodded and smiled.
A few days after the incident in which Liam woke up, Harriet woke up with cramps in her stomach. Sensing this as a bad omen, Harriet quickly got up and saw a red stain on her bedsheet.She felt a stabbing feeling in her chest.Amelia, her maidservant, walked over to her in the bathroom as she cleaned herself up and massaged her shoulders gently."Madam, there is no need to be discouraged. This is only the first month," she said.Harriet nodded while flashing a gentle smile at the beautiful middle-aged woman. It was she who taught Harriet everything about Lycan mating process. It was she who helped her prepare for her first night and suggested a suitable scent to wear that night."We've been very lucky Young Lord didn't refuse to interact with you," the woman said. She quickly continued, "I didn't mean to upset you by saying that.".Amelia helped Harriet dry off her body after the bath. And then she helped her put on her underwear which was n
"So every day my madam bathes me?"The man was so close, awake, and now stood behind Harriet.The relief shrouded in another feeling that welled up in Harriet's chest drowned her. Harriet blushed but felt a little irritated. Why was the first thing the man did as soon as he woke up was tease her?"Milord!" Harriet wanted to protest."Yes, Madam?"The deep voice and the soft breathing that Harriet felt behind her ear made Harriet palpitate even more."I-I-I am your wife! Why are you teasing me when I try to serve you as a wife or because I sleep in the same bed with you–""Pfft…"Harriet was getting annoyed at the man who was holding back his laughter. Her heart ached a little when she remembered that she wasn't this man's destined mate, which certainly explained the reason why this man might not like Harriet around him.Amidst his laughter, Liam innocently asked, "Couldn't Madam take my feelings into account? I'm still a man with pride. When I found out that Madam was the one who bath
Harriet's pale lavender hair was a very rare color in the North. When the maids braided Harriet's hair in a Northern women's hairstyle, Harriet was often complimented on how beautiful her hair color was. Harriet just chuckled at that. She actually felt that the physique of the Northerners was much more beautiful than those of women in the capital. Northerners had soft, fair skin with pink undertones, and they usually had dark-colored hair. Meanwhile, Harriet's skin had pale undertones, almost transparent, and her entire body couldn't stand the bright sunlight from the sky reflecting off the white snow. “Do you have Siren's blood running in your body? Sirens' hair is usually dark blue and purplish," said one of the maids. Harriet smiled at the question. "I'm not sure either," said Harriet quietly. “Or perhaps you are related by blood with members of the Mercury Kingdom, Madam. They are famous for their silver or bluish hair," said another maid. Harriet chuckled again. She really
"Madam, the two times I woke up, it always had something to do with you, you're aware too, right?" Harriet ate her food quietly on the sofa, trying to ignore Liam's obvious words to tease her. “Come on, we both know I woke up first that morning after Madam slept with me. Then, I woke up a second time when Madam was about to bathe me. Isn't it obvious that the key is in your hands, Madam?" Liam asked her. What Liam said was one hundred percent true, but Harriet felt the way Liam said it made everything sound weird. "Maybe Madam should spend more time with me so I can wake up more often?" Liam asked her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Harriet had always felt that her arrival would affect this man's life. And when there was a change in his routine of waking up once a month, Harriet naturally felt that it had something to do with her. “Milord, did you force yourself to wake up because you feel guilty if I feel lonely without your support as my husband?” asked Harriet back. Li
Harriet's fingertips trembled as she tried to lift her skirt in front of Liam. The higher she lifted her skirt, the more Harriet could see the activity inside Liam's pants. Maybe Liam didn't force himself to touch Harriet? Maybe Liam wasn't feeling uncomfortable? So what had the man been holding all this time? Harriet saw Liam cover his mouth with one hand. His eyes stared straight at Harriet's almost exposed thighs and crotch. As Harriet stopped lifting her skirt, Liam's other hand slowly gripped his own pants, as if trying not to lift her skirt himself. He really seemed to be holding himself back. Holding himself back? In that second, Harriet realized that Liam was… truly holding himself back. A faint smile formed on Harriet's flushed face. “Why stop? Don't you want to prove it?" Liam asked. Harriet shook her head. “What will Milord do after seeing it?” asked Harriet back. "Once I see it, I can prove to you how much I miss you," Liam said. Harriet shook her head again. "
Now Harriet knew provoking Liam wasn't a good idea. She was lying on her stomach on the bed without a single thread covering her body when Liam covered her with a thick blanket. The man had finished putting his pants back on, walking towards the wide-open tower window. Harriet held back her sleep as she watched Liam's sturdy back turn to her. "Go to sleep, Madam. When you wake up, I will still be here with you," said the man. "You don't want to sleep with me, Milord?" asked Harriet softly. Liam leaned back against the window frame like when they first met and smiled at Harriet. The man nodded slowly. "Mm, I don't want to sleep yet," the man said quietly. At that moment, it felt like Harriet was just blinking. Because when she woke up, Liam was still sitting in the same place and the same position, but the sun was already rising on the eastern horizon. Harriet jolted awake, and let out a small groan from the pain in her lower back. Harriet heard Liam chuckling. “Oh God… you had
"Are you still mad at me?" asked Liam, who took Harriet's hand and put her fingers to his lips, kissing it long and deeply. Harriet looked the other way and still didn't say anything. Liam kept trying to figure out what Harriet was seeing because he thought maybe she was interested in something, but the woman seemed to be staring blankly into the air by her side. As their breakfast arrived, Harriet finally turned to Liam. The man looked like a remorseful Golden Retriever. Harriet suppressed her smile, trying to control her face, which was about to burst into laughter. "All right, let's have breakfast, Milord," said Harriet. Liam's golden eyes stared straight at her. "I'm sorry," the man said once again in a very soft voice, even making the people sitting and having breakfast at the tables around them swoon. It was no exception for the breakfast shop waitress, who immediately blushed. "I'm not angry anymore," said Harriet no less gently. Her lavender eyes radiated shaded warmth,
"Oh, God," Harriet covered her mouth and wept with joy as she read the letter Daniel had shown her. The letter was from the Old Duke. "We've won, Madam," Daniel breathed a sigh of relief, accepting the embrace of his wife, Amelia, who was almost screaming with delight. "This is very good news," Harriet rubbed her cheek and chuckled. All the servants who heard also cheered and hugged each other cheerfully from the news. "Madam, congratulations!" Amelia said, approaching Harriet. Both hugged each other. "Congratulations to all of us," said Harriet softly. The Old Duke's letter had clearly stated that the opposing Lycan army had been captured in whole, numbering nearly 600 individuals. There were casualties from both sides, but thanks to the Old Duke's wisdom and strategy, not many lives were lost. The Old Duke explained in a separate appendix to Harriet that he had found her brother's Mate. This was the news that Harriet had been waiting for. However, the Old Duke's explanation