Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 300: Holding Baby For The First Time

Ronan was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice the baby’s whimper had subsided down and was replaced by a little chuckle. He sharpened his ears and was curious when he heard Arielle’s voice asking the baby to talk. Without turning his chair, Ronan peeked at her from the back of his fairly large chair.

"That’s right ... a good child will become very beautiful when she laughs," said Arielle while shaking the little hand. "Hmm? Hungry? Just a minute... Uncle Lucas is preparing the food for you."

Ronan narrowed his eyes as the little hand that was grabbing Arielle’s flowing hair.

(That’s not fair. She is mine) He grumbled.

Arielle laughed excitedly when she saw the baby trying to eat her hair. "No... this isn’t food. Wait a little longer. Try calling Uncle Lucas..."

"Uncle Lucas... where is my food?" called Arielle in a small voice, imitating a baby’s voice. The baby laughed loudly as if what Arielle said was very funny.

Getting a laughing reaction from the baby, Arielle repeated it several times.

Ronan felt he was getting forgotten. He wanted to hug Arielle and also play with the girl’s hair, but he didn’t dare to come closer. He also stopped peeking at her and leaned his body on the back of the chair tiredly.

He took off his mask and looked out the window. The snow was falling harder, and he hoped that Lazarus would soon appear before him and take the baby away.

When Ronan was daydreaming, suddenly a small creature appeared in front of his face, making his eyes widen in surprise. He looked disdainfully at the small creature drooling in front of his face. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Ugh, Arielle... get that thing off my face," said Ronan uncomfortably.

Arielle just chuckled and carried the baby back into her arms. After she tucked her hair away from the baby’s reach, Arielle turned to look at him.

"What are you thinking? You’re quieter than usual," said Arielle.

"It is nothing. I’m too tired to think about this. For the umpteenth time, Lazarus gave me a headache."

Ronan got up from his chair and went to sit on the couch to keep his distance from the baby. He had been surprised by Arielle who suddenly appeared next to him while showing him that thing.

He hoped that Arielle would not come close. This was the first time Ronan wished that she did not approach him.

Arielle was still standing in her place while cradling the baby.

"But... are you sure that this child really belongs to Lazarus?" asked Arielle dejectedly.

"I don’t know, but Lazarus really didn’t know the meaning of the word stop. Maybe he’s even sleeping with one of the women there right now."

Ronan let out a long sigh of annoyance as the baby started crying again. He did not understand the pattern of a baby’s cry. At the same time, the baby could cry loudly and then laugh. When the baby was laughing, a few minutes later the baby started crying again.

Ronan just wanted Arielle to accompany him. If possible he wanted to give the baby to William or just Kael for them to take care of until Lazarus came back.

There was a knock on the door, and Ronan allowed Lucas to enter. The man brought a small bowl of white soup like the one Tania made this afternoon.

"Where is Tania?" asked Ronan, who did not see Tania coming to feed the baby.

"Tania is helping to prepare dinner for the higher-ups before they leave the palace, Your Majesty," Lucas replied.

"Then, who will feed this thing?" asked Ronan in annoyance.

Lucas glanced at Arielle. The girl smiled, calming Lucas who felt intimidated by Ronan’s question earlier.

"I am here. I can feed the baby," answered Arielle cheerfully.

Ronan glanced at Arielle for a moment, then kept his mouth shut.

After putting the bowl down, Lucas left the room. However, before that, Ronan told Lucas to call William or Kael back.

"Lord William and Lord Kael are representing you for dinner with the higher-ups, Your Majesty. So, it’s likely they will be back in about an hour."

Ronan clicked in annoyance making Arielle turn around. The man didn’t look all right. His jaws clenched tightly as if he was holding back his annoyance.

"Tell them to come see me right after that stupid dinner is over," he ordered sharply.

"Very well, Your Majesty. I’ll tell them right away," Lucas replied politely and then left the room.

Arielle walked closer to the man.

"Ronan?" she called softly.

"Hmm?"

"To be honest... I can’t do it myself," Arielle said innocently.

With her hand not holding the baby. Arielle opened the man’s hand and sat the baby on Ronan’s lap. His body stiffened for a moment.

"Arielle."

Arielle took Ronan’s hands and taught the man how to hold a baby properly.

"Just thirty minutes. Help me hold her for a bit, okay?"

Ronan desperately wanted to protest. This was the first time he had touched a thing called a baby. The baby felt frail and warm in his hands. Ronan was afraid to grip it too tightly. Even touching Arielle’s rabbits wasn’t this scary.

"Don’t worry, you’ll be fine," Arielle said as she touched the man’s tense hand. She gave Ronan a thank you kiss on the cheek, but it still couldn’t make him feel at ease.

Arielle sat on the floor to match up with the baby in Ronan’s lap. She made sure that the temperature of the soup was lukewarm and not too hot.

"Arielle, I want to be rewarded for holding this thing in my lap."

"What kind of reward? Didn’t I promise to pamper you all day tomorrow?" Arielle replied while feeding the baby in front of her. The girl rubbed a drop of soup that fell on Ronan’s hand.

Ron shook his head. "Tomorrow is my reward for working hard. I want another reward for helping you hold onto this frail thing."

Arielle chuckled at Ronan who kept calling the baby a thing. "This thing is called Baby, Ronan. I named her Baby Crimson."

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Yeayyy!!! Finally! This Chapter is the 300th Chapter of Arielle’s story! And I’m currently preparing a special mini mass release for you! And ... maybe a final picture for the gang ^^