The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132: The Brave Queen

No, the gloves were nothing compared to the greenhouse, the wedding rings, the beautiful dresses, and all the other things Edmund had given her.

Because of that thought, Primrose was still hesitant to give him the gloves.

She wanted to offer something more special, but between all her lessons and worrying about Raven, she kept pushing it aside.

It wasn’t that she’d forgotten about him.

She just couldn’t juggle two very important things at once or her brain couldn’t function properly.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized something: She had always been the one receiving gifts from her father, from the men in her homeland, from her husband, even from her friends.

So when it came time to give something back to others, something truly meaningful, she didn’t know what to do.

This was her husband we’re talking about.

The man who made her heart race and calmed her soul all at once.

How could she just hand him something random?

Unfortunately, the more she tried to find the perfect one, the more confused she became.

"Good night, Your Majesty." Callen opened her bedroom door politely.

Primrose gave him a gentle smile. "Good night."

Once the door closed behind her, Primrose turned her gaze toward the drawer, the one where she had kept the knitted gloves meant for Edmund.

"Maybe ... those gloves are good enough for now," she whispered to herself, just loud enough for her own ears so Edmund couldn’t eavesdrop through Bunnie.

After that, she would try to find a gift even better than just a pair of gloves. freēwebnovel.com

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Without realizing it, a whole week had passed in the blink of an eye, and tomorrow, they would finally leave for Moonshadow.

Just as Primrose had predicted, they hadn’t had many chances to see each other except during meals. Edmund had been buried in work and hardly left his study, and the same could be said for Primrose.

At the very least, she still had Sevrin guiding her, so her workload didn’t pile up too badly. She just moved a little slowly because she was still trying to adapt to all the complicated material.

"You’ve done well today, Your Majesty," Sevrin said as he flipped through the financial report she had worked on over the past few days. "There isn’t a single mistake in this one."

He paused, then added, "And your handwriting is very neat and organized."

Primrose’s lips curled into a proud little smile. After days of pushing her brain to keep up with Sevrin’s lessons, she could finally say she was starting to understand things more easily.

See? She wasn’t stupid. Her brain had just gotten a little rusty from being unused for too long.

"But," Sevrin added, letting out a sigh, "you really need to pick up your pace. At the rate you’re going, it’ll take you a hundred years to finish everything."

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