The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

I used to design dresses for my wife at first because she did not know the way women dressed here. Even when I told her she could wear whatever she wanted, she still wanted me to do it.

After she got used to living here, she took it upon herself and chose what she would wear. I never cared what she wore since she always looked so beautiful; I just wanted her to be satisfied.

She always was slightly uncomfortable wearing too revealing dresses. She wore them on occasions, but usually, wore something that was not too revealing.

But today, the dress she wore revealed her chest quite a lot. Needless to say, she looked dashing in it. I liked it, but I was surprised; she always refused to wear this dress saying it was too revealing. I had gifted her it a long time, but she never wore it.

What happened today?

My mage went with us and teleported us to Lacuna. We teleported to the main palace's one of the drawing rooms. I had sent an emergency letter to the Queen using a mage and she agreed that today, we would meet. I had a feeling that my wife would want to come with me, so I mentioned her in the letter as well.

"We greet His and Her Highness, the King and the Queen of Querencia. Her Highness, the Queen will be here shortly. Kindly take some rest," the head maid said, bowing.

The maids who came with Blue were shown their rooms first. They would come back after placing their bags in their rooms to serve Blue. I helped her sit on the couch while I sat down beside her.

"The decoration is rather different. It's a mixture of Egyptian, Indian, and some more," she muttered.

"What are those?"

"Egypt and India are two countries in my world. The culture is different in almost every single country. Lacuna is like a mixture of those two countries, at least, the clothing style and the facial structure of the people here. Most people have brown skin here, kind of like Indians. I have never been to India, but I have always wanted to. I heard their spices are amazing."

"Lacuna is famous for spices too. Perhaps you can have what you wanted here," I said.

"Yeah, I guess so."

The door burst open in a while and the Queen of Lacuna entered. "My apologies for the delay, King and Queen of Querencia," she said. "And greetings, King and Queen of Querencia. Hope you are doing well."

I did not like her voice; it was too loud and hurt my ears. "Greetings, Queen of Lacuna," Blue said. "Yes, we are well. How have you been?"

"I am well too," she beamed. "Serve the King and the Queen of Querencia our special tea."

"Ah, the Queen of Lacuna might be talking about the tea leaves that are harvested only in Lacuna," Blue said. "I have always wanted to taste that."

"Yes, I am talking about that. It is one of our greatest points of pride."

'The tea leaves are indeed very famous. It is also very costly because of the extra time it takes to harvest. The tea leaves also require care all the time, or they don't grow properly.'

'I have seen her before too at the banquet. But the Queen looks a bit different. She looks more confident now. And the King looks as handsome as ever, though I am not fond of him as much as before. I still like him though,' Queen Laetitia thought.

I did not care whether she liked me or not. I had met countless women who liked me for me although they knew nothing about me. They were afraid to tell me, but their thoughts never stopped. At first, it felt like a burden. But after some time, it did not matter anymore. I simply did not care.

The only person I cared about had her thoughts hidden with the help of the necklace.

"The King of Querencia is as silent as always. Is it too uncomfortable to join the conversation?" Queen Laetitia asked.

"It is not the time for the meeting yet, is it?" I said.

"Haa, as cold as always it seems," she sighed. "The Queen of Querencia is rather different in that aspect."

My wife narrowed her eyes and glanced between us. I never saw that look on her face. It was not surprise, nor shock; it was a mixture of annoyance, anger, and confusion.

However, she looked pretty cute.

"I believe the King and the Queen should take a rest for a while. Then, we will discuss the timing of the meeting during lunch," Queen Laetitia said.

"That will be great," Blue said. "And thank you for the tea. It was amazing."

"I am glad the Queen likes it," she smiled. "Show the King and the Queen of Querencia where they will be staying. Just as the King mentioned in the letter, the King and the Queen will be staying in the same place."

"Thank you," I said.

My wife did not say anything until we reached the room where we would be staying. We were given a separate palace.

As soon as we entered the room, she started to look around anxiously. "Where are the windows?" she asked.

"What's wrong?" I asked worriedly.

"It's so hot… Why is it so hot?"

"This dress is supposed to cool down or heat up according to the temperature. Is something wrong with it?" I muttered. Stay updated with empire

Her maids hurried and opened the remaining windows. "I don't know what's wrong with it… But it's just too hot. Get me out of this dress."

Her maids took her dress off quickly. If I had seen how she put it on, I could take it off.

'Why is His Highness still in the room? And why is Her Highness taking her dress off when His Highness is present?'

In a Royal family, husband and wife were not close enough to change their clothes in each other's presence. Sleeping together was more a business than love. Even if they slept together, they remained more like business partners. It was a rare sight if a husband and wife even talked to each other normally.

So, it was expected that others would get surprised to see our relationship. Some people envied us as well.

The people in the palace got used to our relationship and most of them liked it as well. At first, they were very surprised and their reactions were the same as the reactions the maids of Lacuna had.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Haa, I feel so much better," she sighed in relief and comfort as she was wearing her undergarments only.

Her undergarments were different than other noble ladies as well. She designed them based on those she used to wear in her world. They were very short and according to her, they were much more comfortable.

"Do you want to take a bath?" I asked.

"Hmm… I am not that sweaty, but I don't feel good. I will," she said and looked at the maids. "You all can go now. We don't need anyone to assist us now."

"Yes, Your Highness. Please call us if you need anything."

After the maids left, she started looking at me up and down. I had a hard time understanding her behavior. She was acting strangely for a while now.

"Do you like to observe your husband that much?"

"Just seeing how good you and she suit each other," she mumbled.

"… Is this how you feel when I am overly jealous?"

"In the portrait, she was very beautiful. I thought she looked like a goddess," she said, ignoring me. "And now that I have seen her in person properly, I think the portrait did not justify her looks properly. She is much more beautiful than I thought. A goddess would be an understatement. Did you see her eyes?

Some people say mismatched eyes are ugly, but she looks just amazing. I think her eyes make her look even more beautiful. Her hair is very thick, glossy, and black. They shine amazingly. She has healthy hair, unlike mine. My hair is very thin if I compare it to hers.

Her skin is beautiful and spotless too."

"Your skin is spotless too," I said. "And you are much more beautiful than her. Don't compare when it's not even needed."

"I am not saying I don't like myself. I am rather satisfied with myself. But is my beauty enough for you?"

"If I say yes, will you stop worrying about such nonsense?"

"Yeah…," she smiled.

"Why are you smiling now?"

"In relief," she grinned. "Now I am sure that my husband only has eyes for me. You barely looked at her and even when you did, it felt very natural like you were looking at another person; it was very different than the way you look at me."