The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Evan's Perspective)

"So, how is catching up going on with your husband?" I asked.

I was sitting in Blue's bedroom while King Demetrius was in a meeting with the duke. I could not make myself leave her side so soon, even though her husband was no longer in a coma. Besides, we needed more planning to do, in case her father came back again, which he would surely do.

Blue was not sure how much damage she caused him, but she at least was sure that there had been some kind of damage, let it be very little, that she caused him. She believed she damaged his heart more, which was made of black stone, thus giving him the name 'black lord'.

"He knows most part of what happened. I have told him everything unless I missed one part unknowingly," she said, swaying her son in her arms.

It had been fifteen days since Dion was born. He was a really calm child. Even Doctor Dimitri admitted how calm he was as a child.

I had made sure her husband knew how much she suffered, how hard she worked. In the end, although her work did not mean much to his recovery as it was her own poison that affected him, it did not mean her work did not have any advantage. She ended up developing a deadly poisonous gas and almost made an actual eye.

She wanted to continue her work, but we all wanted her to rest for a while. It was one part King Demetrius and I could agree on.

"I was wondering…"

"What?" I asked.

"Why did you choose Dion? I love this name, but I was just wondering why you chose this name for him…"

"When I was a little boy, there was this one boy named Dion. He was the son of a maid of the Imperial Palace. At first, our relationship was bad as he thought I was arrogant and I thought he was just bluffing. But we got close," I said. The memories were all intact in my head.

I still remembered how we played together, threw stones in the pond, fought with older kids, and sneaked out at night when we were teenagers to watch the underground fights.

"Where is he now?" she asked.

"He is not in this world anymore. He died a few years ago of heart failure," I said. "After his mother died who he loved so much, he had a lot of mental burdens. He got sick. It turned out he had a tumor in his chest."

"… I'm so sorry to hear it," she said quickly, and held my hand. Every time she just acted in a friendly manner, my heart raced. She did not mean anything by her gestures other than well wishes for her friend. Yet, my stupid heart would not listen.

"He had been brave. He fought until the very end," I said. For some reason, when I looked at the child, I was reminded of my old friend. He always wanted a child. Probably that was the reason even though they looked nothing alike, I wanted to give this child his name.

"This name suits my baby really well," she smiled. "He will be brave too."

"How can he not be brave when he got you as his mother?" I said. "And King Demetrius as his father? He will be a great King someday."

"I… I will live a long time. So will Dem," she said. "If Dion doesn't want it, we will not force this position to him."

"None of you actually want to rule, do you?" I asked. It was one thing I always wanted to ask King Demetrius. Now that Blue was actively ruling, I could ask her the same question.

She shook her head. "Does it matter? We need to," she said. "Dem's sister doesn't want to rule either and backed away as soon as possible. Now, it's us. We won't force this kind of life on our son."

I was not surprised. Happiness and peace were very hard to find in this life. It was no surprise that they did not want to rule and did not want to force it on their son. At least, there was finally a Royal couple who knew how to be good parents.

"That's a good decision. I guess you will still be young when I will be a wrinkly old man."

"I will make you jealous," she laughed. But I could sense sadness in her voice.

Well, it would not be her who would make me jealous, but rather her husband. He would get to be by her side forever. Someday, she would probably forget there had been a man like me in her life once. Would she at least remember my name?

Dion started crying. I took him from her and gently swayed him in my arms. Even though he was too little, it was clear he looked exactly like his father. I even wondered if he looked at all like his mother. If he did, it was not clear yet. Maybe after a few months, we would get to see.

"I know. He looks so much like Dem," she said, mocking sadness in her voice, but anyone could see she was really happy. "I mean, just look at his nose, lips, and eyes. Even the shape of his eyes is like Dem's. It's almost like he gave birth to him."

"His father must be quite happy about it."

"Dem… At night, when Dion wakes up crying, Dem feeds him; sometimes, I don't even notice when, even if Dem had to hold Dion close to my chest. I have been sleeping too well these days. Nightmares are there, of course, but I feel like when I sleep, I sleep too deeply and it takes a hassle to wake me up. So, Dem has to do all the work at night. I told him to kick me next time I sleep this way."

"I will cut my head off myself if he kicks you."

"Really? Don't bet too far," she said. "Although, I also don't think he will ever do that. He loves me too much."

Maybe I could not say so for any other man. But in the case of King Demetrius, I could bet on anything. Although I loved Blue, although I hated how much she loved him, I had to admit that King Demetrius did love her a lot. No matter how unhealthy their relationship was in the moral sense, I realized it was actually not that bad. There was no physical violence or much of a fight. They were happy.

They were crazy, but they were crazy together. They got each other's backs and loved each other unconditionally. There was no other person in their relationship. And yes, there was a psychological aspect too, which was not exactly perfect. But if this was unhealthy, then I did not want healthy anymore.

"I will go back tomorrow," I said as I watched Dion yawning. I always found his yawning quite cute.

"Tomorrow? This soon? Stay more, Evan."

"I am King, Blue. I cannot stay away for too long. Besides, what if your psycho father goes after my kingdom now? I am in the most vulnerable position right now as I stay away from my kingdom the most," I said. "I need to return."

She sighed and nodded. "I see. Then, visit us every now and then. We will miss you, Evan. Dion will miss you."

"You should come to my palace once at least. It has been three years since you are here, and you haven't visited my palace or Trouvaille even once," I said.

"How about you get married? I will go then."
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"Marry?" I chuckled.

"What? You need to someday. There is no heir to the throne," she pointed out.

"I know. I just… am not ready…"

'… to have anyone other than you.'

"I never thought I would hear it from you. You are very confident most of the time," she said.

I swayed Dion in my arms. "There is always time for seeing new things," I said. "Who thought they would see a dragon in their lifetime? But here we are."

"You always use Vigor as an example."

"It is one hell of a legend. I better use it as much as I can in my lifetime."

This year, it was Trouvaille's turn to arrange a banquet where all the Kings and Queens of all the kingdoms would attend.

"Then, how about you go at least two months before the banquet? It's only three months away from now. So, at the beginning of the month after the next. Why don't you come to my kingdom, then?"

"Two months before? You are kidding, Evan. That's too much… But I will go there as soon as possible. I will talk to Dem. I also want to visit your palace actually, as well as important parts of your kingdom," she said. "I might as well go there without any notice."

"You will have to make a commotion before meeting me then."

"How about I pretend to be a woman from the country who wants to meet you desperately because you said I could if I had any problem?"

"Are you reading too many novels now?"

"What can a sick woman can do, but bury herself in the world of novels?"