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
It was about a week later at night... that Harriet was finally tired of waiting.Liam had been gone for a week now, and no matter what she did, he wouldn’t come home. Could it be that... it was because of Mr. Saturday?She couldn’t reach out to his mind. She couldn’t even hear his voice. This was the first time Liam was gone by his own choice without saying anything to her.At first, she was okay with it. It was okay if he needed some space. It would be okay if he said at least something to her. Just a little mental note...But he didn’t.He went cold, just like that.So it was time for her to be creative.He refused to heed her call, closing all kinds of communication that existed within their mind... then the only resort was to call him through his body.“Mmmh...”She slipped her fingers inside herself. She let out a sigh as she tickled her inside, her eyes closing in ecstasy. The so
“You have to squeeze me hard, or I won’t come.”She nodded in understanding, holding his throbbing cock against her palm. He shivered when she wrapped her fingers around it, squeezing it firmly, making sure he was fully aroused.“Ohhhh... squeeze harder. Give me just a little bit more strength, my love.”She squeezed him even tighter, and he cried out loudly, his voice echoing through the room. Even though he scared her, she kept pushing further, trying to breathe in unison with him.His waist moved against her hand, thrusting into her grip. His muscles tensed, and he groaned loudly. Her hand felt sore, but his dick looked desperately more stiff than usual.“AHHHH!”In an instant, his legs buckled, and he fell onto her, throwing her off balance. She tumbled to the ground, landing heavily on the floor.When she glanced up, the beast had been released from its chain. He grinned at her.&l
“In my memory, that side of the world was tainted by the use of Sorcery. That’s why we have to purify it with holy fire,” Mr. Thursday said as he pointed to the east.When they were burning the world, it was in a literal sense. They were burning the world, turning the effect of Sorcery on the earth to ashes. They spared nothing, no one, no witnesses.They were determined to let the world start anew.“And at the far east, where you can see it from here, is where the holy fire was never exhausted because too much curse of Sorcery needed to be burned,” the man said.“That much destruction was possible?” Harriet asked, and the man nodded.“In a way, your timeline was the best-case scenario. Ezra’s sacrifice had not only saved us but also our future generations,” the man said.“You sacrificed yourself too,” Harriet reminded.“Not me, but your husband...”
Her body was battered blue, but he didn’t know why it turned him on even more. No, he wasn’t a sadist, thus why he wanted to fondle her gentler than ever.He licked her clitoris, soft. He played it with his lips...slowly, gently. He kissed the tip of her pink bud. His fingers moved inside her, massaging her g-spot softly.She moaned as she felt him go deeper into her slit. His thick fingers created a lewd wet sound, making her so horny that it made her want to grab his hair and pull hard. She didn’t, though, because she liked this slow game. She let him do what he wanted with her body.The man parted her pussy, slowly pulling out his fingers and inserting them again in their place. Her vagina felt like heaven to him. It was warm, tender, and so wet. He could feel how excited she was by the way her walls tightened around his thick digits.He wanted to add another finger, but not yet. Make it even slower... more intense. She would love tha
“Are you awake?”Harriet’s eyes slowly opened. She smelled a delicious aroma. When she looked around her room, she saw a lot of delicious-looking dishes.And Liam sat on the other side of the room, staring at her with his arms crossed in front of his chest.“Come here and eat,” he said, inviting her.The morning sun lazily peeked through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. A soft breeze blew through, rustling the curtains and sending the scent of blooming flowers wafting inside.The table was set with an array of delicious dishes, their mouth-watering aroma wafting through the air.They sat beside each other, their fingers intertwined on the table. Their eyes were fixed on the spread before them, but... there was a subtle sadness in Mr. Wednesday’s eyes.It was a quiet melancholy that settled around him like a cloak, casting a shadow over the brightness of the morning. The woman noticed i
“Harriet... I love you...”THRUST! THRUT! THRUST!“I want to marry you... making you happy... but instead I... I can’t save you...”“I’m sorry...”Harriet gasped and moaned as she heard his whisper in her ears. She didn’t like this at all. “Mr... Monday... how dare you... say all this... when we’re in the middle of... mmmh...! Oh... kiss me, Liam...!”The man devoured her lips as her body spasmed, her limbs clutched into his body desperately.The night had deepened. It was almost midnight, and they hadn’t finished their activity. It was a good decision to let the servants empty the wing.Since their tower hadn’t been rebuilt yet, they had to use a normal bedroom, and the place was a bit close to the working servants...“Don’t you dare pull out again. Put your seed inside me, Liam,” Harriet whispered.“Is this how y
Harriet passed out the moment her head hit the pillow. These days had been too hectic for her; she didn’t even have time to rest properly.When the sunlight hit her eyes that morning, she felt something blocking them to let her rest more. And then, she smelled it. Only one man in this world could give a scent of the sun.He was like the beginning of summer right after the spring ended. Not even the night could hide this kind of scent... even though Harriet instantly felt something different.It was too distant.Her eyelids trembled open. She was expecting to see him lying facing her, but she was met with his back instead.He was awake.He was even awake since midnight. When he opened his eyes, he was there, not knowing what had happened or what to do. But when the sunlight hit her frail-looking body, he was afraid it would disturb her sleep, so he covered her from the sun.That was when he felt her small fingers grazing his back
[Hello, my name is Charmy.]Penelope’s jaw was still hanging open.[I’m 5.]Penelope stared at Heinrich in disbelief.“So, this is Charmaine. He’s... he’s the stone I made five... almost six years ago to become an Immortal Archmage,” Heinrich said.Penelope still couldn’t comprehend anything.“Okay, mine and the Duchess’ working theory is that when we create the Philosopher’s Stone, the mythical balance is achieved, and a new soul is created from it...”“No, Your Highness, what I was surprised about is... why did he call me his... Mommy?” Penelope seriously asked.“Well, this...” Heinrich tried to think of a way to explain it.[Mommy, you mean. I was cheering for you allllll the time! I’m screeeeaming for Daddy to just see you and be with you!]“He chose you as his master. That night at the North, he... essentiall
“It seemed that we’ve all concluded all we know about the stone. With the help of the communication device I created, we will be able to discuss with your stone to create the ideal society we’ve talked about,” Harriet said as she concluded their talk.She only conveyed her discovery about the stone but also theorized about what had happened to each stone.“Now that you’ve become a Lycan, Aslan, you have double the responsibility to uphold. Don’t disappoint us,” Harriet said.Aslan stood and kneeled, bowing his head low. “I won’t disappoint you, God and Goddess.”After Aslan left, Harriet turned back to Heinrich. He was clearly deep in thought.“Do you have something you want to ask your stone again?” Harriet asked him.Heinrich sighed and started to loosen his tout posture. “Actually, may I borrow the device for a day?”Harriet held her smile and