The Mind-Reading Mate: Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me? Chapter 443: Bond of Sisters

[I never belonged to Noctvaris Kingdom from the beginning, but for ... it already feels like ho,] Hazelle thought. [The beasts are kind to , and the people in the capital are nice. A kind beastman even gave a bag of roasted nuts for free.]

Primrose’s heart softened as Hazelle’s thoughts flowed into her mind. Unlike Primrose—who arrived in Noctvaris carrying anger and fear—a slave like Hazelle ca with nothing but emptiness.

Hazelle never expected anything from anyone. Because of her past, everyone had treated her so cruelly that she believed whether they were humans or beasts... in the end, they would all hurt her.

But when she stepped into Noctvaris, she was given sothing she never dared to hope for: freedom.

The beasts treated her like a person, even more humanely than anything she had ever experienced from humans. That was why the thought of leaving Noctvaris scared her since she had no ho outside this place. If she left, how could she ever co back?

"Yes, you must leave Noctvaris to chase your education," Primrose said at last. "But the palace doors will always be open for you."

She gave Hazelle a bright smile, like the sun warming those who had been cold for too long. "Hazelle, even though my first reason for lending you my family na is to protect you... I also want to try being your sister."

Ever since she was little, Primrose always wondered what it would feel like to have a sibling. So of her friends told her it was annoying since they always argued and shared everything, but at least, whenever they needed help, they always had soone to rely on.

Primrose would be lying if she said she never felt jealous. But it was impossible for her to ask such a thing from her father. It would be ridiculous, and only make him sad.

So when she finally had the chance to know how it felt to have a sister, even if they weren’t related by blood, she would take it without hesitation. Besides, she knew Hazelle wasn’t the kind of person who would stab her in the back later.

Primrose couldn’t predict the future, but soone who had been betrayed by their own family would never do the sa to the family who finally loved them.

"That’s why..." Primrose said gently, "Noctvaris is your ho too."

Hazelle’s eyes widened as she heard those words. It had been so long since she had a ho, not just a building with a roof, but a place where people accepted her for who she was.

She opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again. There was so much emotion inside her that she couldn’t put it into words.

In the end, she could only whisper, "Thank you, Your Majesty." Her hands clenched tightly around her skirt as she tried not to cry. "Thank you for accepting ."

Primrose softly took her hand. "We will be sisters. So don’t call that anymore." Her voice was sweet and full of affection. "You can call sister."

Hazelle slowly lifted her head and held her breath. She never expected the Queen of Noctvaris to truly want to be called that. It felt unreal, like she was living inside a dream.

Even though she felt a little shy saying it, Hazelle still gathered her courage and let the word roll off her tongue. "Thank you... Sister."

Primrose’s smile instantly grew brighter. She stood up from her seat and wrapped an arm around Hazelle in a warm side hug. "That’s perfect," she whispered, her voice soft and full of affection. "Because from now on, you are my sister."

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Primrose actually wished she could spend more ti with Hazelle because she wanted to make their bond even deeper. But sadly, she still had a promise to et Lady Nina afterward.

When her carriage arrived at the Duke’s manor, Lady Nina had already reached the place first. Denish had welcod her and invited her to wait inside the living room until Primrose returned.

Since Lazarus needed to discuss business matters with Edmund for a mont, Primrose went to et Nina alone.

Nina was calmly sipping a cup of warm tea when Primrose walked in. "Greetings, Your Majesty," Nina said, quickly placing her cup down and rising to greet the Queen.

"Heavens, I’m truly sorry for keeping you waiting, Lady Nina," Primrose said as she approached. "Have you eaten dinner yet?"

"I have, Your Majesty," Nina replied with a polite nod. "And really, there’s no need to apologize. I’ve only been waiting for about fifteen minutes."

Although she said that with a polite smile, there was a hint of annoyance on her face. However, it wasn’t because Primrose was late. it was for another reason entirely.

[Why did she insist on buying that music box for herself? Did she buy it just because I wanted it too?] Nina complained silently. [But that doesn’t make sense. Why would she want sothing just because I do? It’s not like we’ve ever fought before.]

Just as Primrose expected, Nina still held a bit of resentnt because Primrose had taken sothing she truly wanted. Even though, honestly, Primrose herself didn’t really understand why she wanted it so badly.

As Nina had said, the music box didn’t look valuable at all.

She clicked her tongue inwardly. [Tch. I asked the maids about the music box, but they don’t know anything about it!]

Of course they didn’t know. Primrose had been extrely careful with it. She always kept the music box by her side, even placing it in her carriage guarded by two beast soldiers so Nina would never get the chance to steal it.

"I’ve placed the clothes I brought from Noctvaris in the dressing room. Would you like to see them now, Lady Nina?" Primrose asked, choosing to ignore Nina’s thoughts for now.

Nina’s eyes flickered with interest the mont she heard the word clothes. "Yes, of course. I would love to," she replied with her usual elegant smile.

After all, Nina used to design so many clothes before she developed that terrible addiction to auctions. Creating fashion was her true passion.

That was why she always beca excited, even forgetting her resentnt for a mont, whenever she had a chance to use her real talent.

[Yeah, forget about that ugly music box for now,] Nina told herself. [It’s not like the old God will awaken anyti soon.]

Primrose, who was about to walk toward the door, stopped midway.

Old God? What God?!