229 I love you forever
Inside the royal palace on top of a luxurious bed, Sylvia was resting peacefully. Well, sort of. Beads of sweat formed on her head occasionally and pained expressions appeared on her face from time to time. Anyone could clearly see that she was not peacefully sleeping.
Unnhhh... Sylvia bit her lips and Mikel quickly took a washcloth to wipe her head and whispered quietly in her ears. "I am still here. I love you. I am not going anywhere."
The girl's expression immediately became normal. Whatever Mikel did it worked. Nevertheless, the King's face twitched. "You know you are the one who is responsible for her current condition." Another voice spoke up, perfectly summing up the atmosphere in the room.
Mikel looked up to see that Roman had come to pay a visit to Sylvia along with another wolf. "Roman." Mikel quickly stood up to greet the Lycan lord. "I need to talk to you."
The two of them walked away to a secluded spot in the gardens right outside Sylvia's chambers. They did not go too far as neither of them wished to be away from her.
"Thank you for helping me. Thank you for-" Mikel started but Roman immediately stopped him. "If this is what you called me for, then..." The guy started to walk back. Mikel chuckled at his behavior. He did not say anything because he was truly indebted to this person but there was still something he needed to make clear.
"I am thankful to you but she is mine," Mikel said it. Loud and clear.
Roman paused and became silent for a moment. He then continued walking out of the room. The King's face twitched again and he too left the room.
Outside the room, Grandpa Akhekh started laughing out loud. "Ah to be young and in love. My granddaughter is very popular."
Frederick Akhekh rolled his eyes. He did not like that. More importantly, he did not like Mikel. He did not know why but he had an indescribable urge to punch the living daylights out of the guy. If only he could use his full strength and ... before he could finish his thought...
BOOOOOM!
Frederick Akhekh's eyes went wide as his fantasy was coming true right in front of his eyes. Mikel's face was smashed by a fist and the man was jammed right onto the palatial wall that was not in the least soft.
Was he even alive still? Frederick Akhekh smirked.
His smirk turned into a full-blown grin as he saw the person responsible for this mega-awesome punch. It was none other than his daughter.
Sylvia walked out, her eyes burning with anger. Frederick Akhekh, Grandpa Akhekh and even Roman who had come back now after hearing the commotion, every single one of them wanted to approach her and ask if she was feeling better now. But...
Right at this moment, no one dared to go near her.
"Do you think I am a doll for you to play with?" Sylvia boiled in rage and turned her blazing gaze towards Mikel, who was slowly peeling himself off the wall.
Mikel, rubbing his jaw, managed to find his voice, albeit a little strained from the impact. "Sylvia, I didn't mean it like that. Please let me explain. I—"
"You. Right. It's all about you. It's always about you. What about me? What about my feelings? Who gave you the right to come and go as you please? You are no longer welcome in my life. How dare you treat me like this?"
Mikel, despite his injuries, reached out to gently wipe away the tears that had started to stream down Sylvia's cheeks.
"I'm sorry you had to see all that," he whispered, his voice hoarse, "but I needed you to know the truth. All of it. I would never willingly leave you, Sylvia. Not then, not now, not ever."
Sylvia, overcome by the depth of what she'd just experienced, threw her arms around Mikel, pulling him close despite his wounds. "I'm sorry... I didn't know. I was so angry, can you forgive me?"
No. She was not weak but the man in front of her had suffered so much more than she had. From the beginning to the end he had always intended to return to her side. It was not weakness to forgive him.
However, Sylvia peeled away from him and her face changed slightly. "This is the last time I am forgiving you." She said in a nasaly voice, tears still continuing to fall. "If you leave me again, then there will be no forgiveness."
Mikel smiled. "You better not regret your words." He pulled her closer and kissed her again. "I will never leave you even if you beg me to."
Meanwhile...
Roman silently left after hearing straight from Sylvia how she felt. He knew there was no point in him being here any longer. After he left, the somber atmosphere picked up as Grandpa Akhekh laughed loudly at the darkened face of his son, the King.
"I hear wedding bells Frederick." The King grumbled in response.
"He is not a bad addition to the kingdom. He is knowledgeable in rune crafting after all. I will accept this marriage for political purposes." The King then turned around to leave. Granpa Akhekh buckled over in laughter unable to contain himself.
"This stubborn idiot." He decided to leave as well after blessing the couple but laughed as they clearly didn't want to be disturbed. "Ah to be young and in love." Peace once again returned to the royal palace.
**** The END****
This is my second story and I have enjoyed this experience tremendously. I hope you all enjoyed reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you so much for all your kind words and encouragement. Your constant support and motivation kept me going.
If you want to continue reading about the Akhekh family and more about Roman, check out my other books:
1. Sold to a Prince
2. Bloodline Evolution System: Reign of the Dragon Snake
3. CEO's Loser Wife: Rebirth of the villainous queen of alchemy
4. Reincarnated as a Dog with System
I hope to see you all there. Thank you again for your encouragement and support.