All Chapters of Barbarian's Rejected Luna: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

As soon as he was placed in his bed, the healer rushed in and started tending to him. Helena sat beside the healer. Everyone was there except for Riva and Antonius. But Rosalie was too depressed to take note of that. She stood by the door and watched the healer applying herbs to his wound, a tempest of sorrow raging within her. Riyaga was restless. Everyone was frantic with anxiety.“Feed this potion to him three times a day after each meal. Keep changing the cloth around his wound and always check his temperature,” the healer told Helena. Rosalie stood there, listening.As time passed by, people started disappearing. Riva showed up when almost everyone was gone. “Is he fine now?” Riva asked Clovis as she entered his house. Clovis sized her up in mild irritation before giving her a curt nod. “Thank Goddess. Where is he? I want to see him,” Riva asked, suddenly her face morphed into one of concern. Clovis turned and without saying a word started walking towards his room. Riva follow

Clovis and Adgar had come to visit him. They filled him in on everything that needed his attention. Ghayna had sent a shipload of weapons in gratitude. The minister of Hulu had visited to forge an alliance. He had offered his daughter for marriage. Ryker snorted. Rosalie chose the exact moment to enter the room. She quietly made her way towards teh chair in the corner. Ryker’s gaze flitted towards her before he fixed his eye on Clovis. “What did he say?” he queried, suddenly showing interest in the topic. “He offered for you to marry his only daughter,” Clovis responded, a little confused by his sudden interest. “But I am no prince. Can that princess live with a barbarian?” he spoke loudly for her ear and spied a glance at her to see her reaction. She looked composed as she crushed the herbs to make the concoction. “He didn’t seem to care about his daughter’s comfort. He just wants our protection during the war,” Clovis enlightened him, now slowly realizing his intention. “As

He felt two hands trying to pull him back but he got rid of them by jabbing his elbow hard at the person behind him. No one was going to save this man from him today. He was tired of living in the fear of losing her to him. Her fondness for him had become a thorn in his side.“Stop it. You will kill him,” Rosalie screamed at him but he didn’t stop.“He touched you. He fucking touched you,” Ryker snarled like a maniac and continued to beat him with more force. “If you don’t stop now, Ryker, I swear I will leave this moment and never come back,” she warned him and his fist halted in mid-air. His red eyes lifted to meet her teary ones. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she stared at him. There was pain, anger, and loathing behind her icy stare. “Get off him. Now,” she commanded in a coaxing tone. She couldn’t have him exploding again. His face was flushed red and his tight bun had loosened, causing some locks to scatter across his face. “Get off him, Ryker,” she stated again. H

“Papa, I want to tell you something,” she absently twisted her diamond ring to ease her nervousness. “What is it, Princess?” her father gave her a smile. His smile gave her the encouragement she needed. She walked closer to him. “Papa, I’ve found my mate,” she blushed without an effort. “Ohh… did you meet him in the ball? Is he the prince of Canmire?” her father asked inquisitively. Rosalie fell silent. Her father was expecting a royal mate. “Papa, he is not a royal,” her confidence had begun to slip. “Who is he?” her father asked, not sounding amused any longer. “He is a barbarian,” silence fell. She waited for her father to speak something but when her revelation was met with only silence she looked up to find her father staring at her blankly. “Who is he?” her father asked after some time. “Ryker, Hadar’s son,” she told him. Her father’s expression darkened. Rosalie’s eyes misted over ass he noticed her dather's changing demeanor. She grew anxious. “I love him, papa.

Rosalie took Helena to the wash chamber while he drew the bath for her. Ryker was behaving weirdly. He didn’t leave even after breakfast. Right now, she was standing behind Helena’s chair, combing her hair as he entered the house after washing his hands.“The food was delicious,” he commented, walking in. Her heart skipped a beat upon hearing his words of praise. She glanced up to find his eyes intent on her as he wiped his mouth with a towel. “Did you like Chalapitha? She made it herself,” Helena disclosed, her voice had a cheerful lilt. Ryker didn't need to be told that. He had realized it the moment he put the first piece in his mouth. It tasted like hers. Rosa blushed. “Yes, I did. Never knew Chalapitha could taste this good,” he plopped down in the chair and leaned back, his eyes boring into her. His stomach fluttered with excitement as he noticed her cheeks turning a cute shade of pink. The smile that broke onto his lips was unstoppable. “I don’t believe it was that good,”