Chapter 267

The demons had actively rampaged in the human realm for merely a week. However, the devastation the world experienced during that time couldn’t be simply described as ‘brief’. Many lives were lost, accompanied by significant financial damage.

Following the Demon King’s death, each nation exerted utmost efforts to rebound from the calamity they’d faced. The duchy was no exception.

“Milady!” came a voice, interspersed with sobs.

“What on earth…”

Upon her arrival at the ducal mansion, Yelena’s face tensed. She had only now become aware of the chaos the Demon King had caused within the castle. Several servants, along with the knights who’d attempted to resist the Demon King, had lost their lives.

“Arrange for the funerals and a memorial service.”

Subsequent days were a whirlwind. They mended the sections of the ducal mansion that the Demon King had obliterated and assembled a squad to neutralize the remaining demons in the duchy. Priority was assigned to the residents who’d borne the brunt of the demon attacks; they were compensated, and a makeshift medical camp was established to treat the injured at no charge.

Before she knew it, ten days had flown by.

Sitting in the library, Yelena, rubbing her weary eyes, found her thoughts drifting to Kaywhin.

‘Is he resting well?’

She recalled the night before. Kaywhin hadn’t come to their bedroom by the time sleep overtook her. He’d likely remained in his office, engrossed in his responsibilities. Although Yelena too had much on her plate, it seemed trivial in comparison to her husband’s workload.

She pondered for a moment, then rose from her seat. Her ankle, which had been injured, had significantly improved over the past ten days. Now, she could walk unaided, albeit slowly. As she meandered towards her husband’s office, she mused, ‘I never noticed how long this corridor was.’

Even though the day bore a chill, she felt perspiration forming. At last, she was at his door.

“My lady.”

The soldier stationed at the entrance acknowledged Yelena with a nod. He then rapped on the firmly shut office door to signal her presence. Shortly after, the door opened.

“Yelena.”

When the door opened, Kaywhin appeared with a look of surprise on his face.

His gaze fixed directly on Yelena’s left ankle.

His eyes wrinkled with concern.

“How did you get here…? If you had something to tell me, I would have come to you.”

“I didn’t come because I had any particular business; I just wanted to see your face.”

“You could’ve told me that…”

“Never mind. I know you’re busy; I can’t ask you to come or go just because of that.”

Using her uninjured right foot, Yelena tiptoed to peek over Kaywhin’s shoulder at the view of his office.

As expected, there were stacks of documents on the desk.

He must have processed so many to have only that stack left. It was exhausting just to look at them.

“Do you manage to eat your meals while working?”

Recently, Yelena hadn’t seen her husband at the dining table.

The servants mentioned they brought his meals to the office, but she wondered if he genuinely ate them.

Kaywhin, seemingly undisturbed, kept his eyes fixed on Yelena’s ankle.

“You mustn’t push yourself. What if the injury worsens?”

“It won’t.”

The speed of Yelena’s ankle’s healing was notably rapid, surprising the doctor each day.

She had managed to walk in just ten days.

For most people, it would have taken nearly three weeks.

However, no matter what she said, her words seemed to fall on deaf ears.

By the look on his face, consumed with worry for her, she knew he was still concerned, even though she’d assured him repeatedly she was okay.

Observing her anxious husband, Yelena spoke up.

“So, will you keep me standing here? My leg hurts.”

The effect was immediate.

The moment she finished speaking, Kaywhin swiftly lifted Yelena into his arms and brought her into his office.

Yelena thought she saw a soldier guarding the office door cover his mouth, seemingly taken aback by her husband’s assertive action.

Thud.

The door closed, and after setting Yelena down on the sofa, Kaywhin let out a gentle sigh.

“Yelena…”

“Let’s sleep together tonight.”

“What?”

“I know you’ve hardly been sleeping lately. Instead of pulling all-nighters in your office, come and sleep in the bedroom tonight.”