The Werewolf King's Bride-Chapter 547: We Will Go Today

(From Blue’s Perspective)

"Success is not earned overnight."

I wanted to smack Dem hard on the back of his head. How dare he act like a knowledgeable sage when I was so mad about not being able to finish what I was trying to do!

"Come on now. It can happen. You need to rest before trying again," he said.

Actually, in my dream, I thought of something that could help with my research, however, when I woke up and tried to write it down, I could write half of what I dreamed. It was frustrating.

"Dem, you are making me angry," I managed to say.

Dion was pulling my bra because he wanted attention. I had just fed him, but he was acting like he was hungry.

"Honey, I am just saying you won’t always remember what you have dreamed about. You need to give it some time, maybe," he said.

Maybe he was right. I was just being desperate.

"Dion is just like you. Look at him getting clingy," I said. "He is like a drunk man wanting more wine."

"He is drunk on booby milk," Dem said and we both started laughing. "It’s actually not bad."

"You threw up the first time you tried it," I pointed out.

"I tried it a few more times after that. Now, it’s not that bad," he said.

I still remembered the first time he tried my breast milk. Dion was only seven days old. I was feeding him when Dem said he wanted to try a little too. I warned him that it would be bad. But he wanted to try it anyway. And when he did, he had to run to the washroom to vomit.

I laughed for hours. After that, he tried it again after a few days. That time, he did not vomit, but he still had lost his appetite. Then, he tried again. After trying again and again, he now did not feel disgusted. I had no idea why he forced himself to drink it until he liked it.

He was a strange creature.

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"It’s not for you anyway. It’s for our son and his sibling," I said.

"It’s not wrong to try it every now and then, right? Besides, you like it when I suck your nipples," he said.

I blushed. "Gosh…"

When others were direct, I did not have this kind of effect. But when he was like this, I felt like I would melt and I always felt the need to hide my face somewhere.

"Our baby is really chunky, isn’t he? It’s kind of cute when his mother is all petite, carrying a chubby baby," he said.

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"Dion is well fed. That’s why he is chubby and cute. But he still wants more. Greedy enough," I chuckled.

"Mm…," Dion made a sound.

"Ahh, why is he so cute?" I exclaimed, hugging my son and smoldering him with kisses. He was just so perfect! "I think he is trying to say Mama."

"You know, it’s too early for that, right?"

Maybe it was. But I truly was excited. Being a mother was fun and Dion was not much problematic. So, I got the best part of motherhood with my son.

"Ah, look who is here," Dem said and right then, there was a knock on the door. Even Dion looked at the door with us.

Dem opened the door. It was Perita along with three maids. They arrived one week after we did. Since during the first week, I did not have any plan to meet any of the Kings and Queens of other kingdoms, I decided to bring them here later. I could do just fine for seven days without the help of any maids. Well, the maids of Trouvaille still were with me, thanks to Evan who thought I was helpless.

Besides, Perita had a rash that only calmed down a few days ago.

"Your Highness!" she exclaimed and ran to hug me. Why were the people around me so clingy? Well, but all of them were adorable too.

I managed to sit up before she hugged me. I hugged her back and kissed her hair. Perita was really precious to me. She had been there for me when I thought the world was against me. She did not know how much it meant to me when she was the first one to step up for me when others were reluctant to accept a dark mage as a Queen.

"You wrote to me that your rash is okay. Is it true?" I asked, holding her at arm’s length as I checked her up and down.

"Yeah, the marks are gone almost from everywhere. There is no pain anymore. And besides, it’s not contagious," she said.

"Is this the new uniform?" Dem asked.

"Yeah. Doesn’t it look good on her?" I asked excitedly.

"It’s not bad," he said. "But I think the buttons could have been better."

"The buttons?" I checked what Dem was talking about. "What the hell? I got them changed in the other one! Perita, did you wear the first one?"

"I have brought the second one with me but wore the first one. I thought I would save the second one for the banquet," she said. "Since I have planned to try a lot of signature dishes of Trouvaille, I might even get some on my uniform."

I sighed. "I got two sets of uniforms made for her. But like you, I also didn’t like the buttons. But Perita kind of liked them. So, I got the buttons of one uniform changed. I told her to wear that one, especially at the banquet."

"I met the duchess and the duke a while ago. They were going to a nearby restaurant, the duchess said, to try some local food," Perita said. "Did you visit any of those places without me?"

Iris and the duke were also here, however, we could not meet them since we were busy with separate things.

"Not yet. We tried good food within the palace though," I said. "We can go today though. Right, Dem?"

"If you want to," he simply replied.

"Are you not excited?" I grumbled.

"I am. I just always look uninterested," he said.

It was not right. He did not always look that way. When he was too interested, it could be seen on his face. But when he was just a little bit interested, he looked uninterested. And when he was not interested, he looked purely disgusted.

"Okay then, we will go today."