The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

There could be a few things that might have happened regarding the King of Lacuna's death. First of all, just like everyone suspected, Count Joseph was the one behind his death; he had hired the doctor to kill him. But why did the doctor agree to commit suicide? Was he suicidal? Was that the reason he agreed?

There were more questions. Exactly what was the reason that led Count Joseph to kill their King? Was it just because he disagreed to marry his daughter? Or were there more reasons for his deed?

If only we could find out about the doctor's identity, a lot of things would have been clear.

I had a few other suspicions which I believed could be the possible scenarios. Perhaps Count Joseph was not the one behind this murder. Rather, it was the doctor. Count Joseph did not even have the slightest idea that the doctor would do it. Probably the doctor had a personal vengeance against the King. The King was not a good person, so it was possible.

Another theory of mine involved the man my spy saw. According to her, that man had been sitting on top of a tree and looking at the scene when the King's body had been discovered. What if he was not just a simple person? What if he was the one committed the murder and made it look like the doctor did it? Perhaps he also made sure that all the evidence pointed at Count Joseph.

If that man did it, then who had sent him? I did not have any more clue about this theory. I did not personally know the King of Lacuna much that I would know who was his enemy. The only thing I knew about him was that he was a disgusting person.

Call Alice to the palace and get several sketches drawn based on her description. I need that strange man's height, possible weight, facial features as much as possible, and clothes. Overall, I need to know everything Alice can say about this man.

Also, write to the spies to keep informing me about what is going on there. I need to know every single thing.

I put the note on the bedside table. I wanted to ask Dem if he knew more, but I decided against it since he kept getting angry. He always behaved that way when I talked about another man, even if it was a dead man.

I checked other documents while having my soup. I did not have an appetite at all. But I forced myself to eat, just like the doctor instructed. It was chicken soup again.

*click*

I looked ahead at the sound of the door opening. It was already evening. I had taken a nap in the middle of working for some time. Then, I started working again.

"You look busy," Dem said, coming in.

He was wearing his formal suit. There were two types of formal suits that he wore. One included the heavy Royal that we needed to wear during important formal meetings or events. The other one was more casual which he wore every day. Regardless to say, I liked both of them since he looked just way too handsome in both of them.

"Hmm, I am working. Reece has taken care of most of the things, so I just need to review the documents and sign them," I said.

'But that is too much work too. I can't complain though. Reece is doing a lot.'

He bent and pressed his forehead against mine. His skin was rather cold. Or was it because I had a fever?

"You have a fever," he said. "Why are you working now? You should be resting."

"I took a nap just a while ago," I said. "I am fine now."

"Fine? Does it look like you are fine? Ah, how can you know that? You cannot see your state. If you did, you wouldn't say such a thing," he said coldly. "Take a rest.

I will take care of the rest."

"How can I let you do that much? You work all day."

"You are the same. Even now that you are sick, you still are working the whole day."

"But…"

"No, buts. Just listen to me and rest up. Have you taken your medicine?" he asked as he started to move the documents from my lap to the other side of the bed. The bed was huge, yet I managed to almost fill it with my documents.

"Hmm… I did," I replied. "Honey…"

"Rest up. Lie down and try to sleep, or at least, close your eyes. It will feel better."

I sighed and lay down as I could not argue with him anymore. There was no point. He would force me to rest anyway.

'Who doesn't like to rest? I want to rest all day and do nothing. But I do it because I don't like you to do everything by yourself. And now, it is becoming the same thing that I never want.'

"What is this note?" Dem asked and opened it without asking for permission.

"Call Alice to the palace and get several sketches drawn based on her description… I need that strange man's height, possible weight, facial features as much as possible, and clothes. Overall, I need to know everything Alice can say about this man… Also, write to the spies to keep informing me about what is going on there. I need to know every single thing," he read. He looked at me questioningly. Stay connected through empire

"Alice is my spy who is in Lacuna right now. She is the one who reported to me about the King of Lacuna's death. It was my note for Reece about what he needs to do next," I explained.

"What is about this strange man?" he asked.

"Ah, well, Alice saw a strange man sitting on top of a tree and watching the people discovering their King's dead body. According to one of my three theories, he might be the suspect. So, I need to know more about him. It's not personal interest. As the Queen of a rival country, I need to know about as many things about Lacuna as possible," I said.

"What does this man look like? Did your spy say anything?"

"Um, he was wearing a black hooded cloak which she mentioned is quite tall. That means the man has to be tall, right? Or, was the man short and wore a long-hooded cloak? That should not be the case, since he would trip over it. I believe he is very tall. He had a huge scar across his face and had one eye.

That's all," I said. "It's not enough information to find someone. If you look for a one-eyed person with a scar across his face, it is easy to find someone like that among the knights or mercenary groups. They are also mostly tall people."

"And how did the King die?" he asked again.

"But I thought you know about it."

"I want to see if what you know and I know is the same thing."

I told him everything that I knew regarding the King of Lacuna's death and also my theories. We usually shared everything, so I did not hold back any information. He also told me what he knew about the situation.

"Now, the new Queen is his sister. It's a good thing, right, that the person who used to like you has become a Queen?" I muttered without meeting his eyes.

"What are you saying? Why would it be a good thing?"

"She is beautiful and now she has power too. Perhaps she will be a great Queen. Someone might choose her above me…"

"… Are you jealous right now?"

I did not have to look at him to know that he was holding back his laughter. Was he making fun of me?

"… I want to rest. Just sign the rest of them. I have my seal on the first drawer of the bedside table," I said and turned my back on him, pretending to sleep.

"Darling, you are beautiful. But I don't primarily like you because of your beauty. Beauty never meant anything to me. I like you, no, I love you because it's you, not because of anything else. And in my eyes, you are the only beautiful person," he said, touching my shoulder and bending over. "You are the only person I love."

My jealousy was quite childish, judging the fact he never liked that girl and even threw her out of the palace. But hearing him say these things made me grin like a fool unconsciously.

"There, my beautiful wife is smiling now," he chuckled. "You were so jealous, that your face turned red. I was scared, you know."

"Geez, stop it now," I said, getting embarrassed.

"But, you know, it made me feel good that you were jealous. Sometimes, I feel like you will not care even if I like another woman."