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“Lycan King, you cannot keep ignoring Lady Selda.” Elder Povah said in his shaky old voice. Zenith paused from what he was writing. This was why they were here. Wasn’t it?

He tipped his chin. “And why do you say so, Elder Povah? I agreed to marry her, not love her.” He told them.

The Elder smiled, giving off the energy of being old and Zenith being young. “I understand. Marriage in times like this is not aimed at love but for alliance but still, you need to bond with her. She is going to be the one carrying your heir, the future Lycan King. You need to get closer to her.” He said.

“Words reached me that she reached out to you, saying, she would love to go on a Land Tour with you, why don't you accept her? It could help in relieving your stress.” He asked, knowing he had hit a spot.

Releasing a deep sigh, Zenith climbed down from his throne and stared at the old man. “If it was you that was sitting on the throne, I know you would have married her to have your kids alone. But still... Y