The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150: Different Version of Honeymoon

Primrose held her breath as she stepped into one of the most luxurious inns in Moonshadow City.

The bedroom itself wasn’t particularly breathtaking, it looked like any other luxurious inn room: a large bed, a separate living area, a spacious bathtub, and a few extra comforts.

But the moment Primrose opened the balcony doors and stepped outside, her breath caught in her throat.

The view was so breathtaking, so unreal, she almost felt like jumping from the balcony, just to feel closer to it.

Back at the palace, she could also see vast stretches of green forest from the higher floors. But here, it felt like she was standing right at the edge of the cliff.

When she looked down, a wide valley spread beneath her feet. Thick trees covered most of the area, and far in the distance, she could see a waterfall glimmering through the mist.

No wonder people kept coming to Moonshadow, even if the cold could chill them to the bone.

"I’ve never seen trees that look like that before," Primrose murmured as Edmund walked up beside her. "Is it because the soil here is different?"

Though they were as green as normal trees, the ones in Moonshadow had a soft bluish tint at the edges of their leaves.

Even the trunks were darker, almost black compared to the trees she was used to.

"Yes," Edmund replied. "The trees here have adapted to the frozen soil beneath them, which is why they look so different from the ordinary ones."

He wrapped an arm around her waist, gently pulling her back so she wouldn’t stand too close to the railing.

"Unfortunately," he added, "as beautiful as they are, we can’t bring them to the palace. They’ll die if we force them to grow in unfamiliar soil."

The smile on Primrose’s face slowly faded. His words reminded her too much of herself.

Just like those trees, she had once withered because people forced her to live in a place she didn’t belong, and she hadn’t been strong enough to adapt.

She took a deep breath and tried to push those memories away. She needed to start letting go of her past, or she’d never be able to move forward with peace in her heart.

But letting go was never as easy as she thought.

Even now, those memories still lingered in her mind, no matter how much her relationship with Edmund had changed.

"Primrose, what’s wrong?" Edmund asked gently, noticing the shift in her expression. "Is something bothering you?"

Primrose quickly shook her head and smiled. "No, I’m fine."

She turned to face him with a playful glint in her eyes. "Husband, do you know what a place like this is perfect for?"

Edmund raised an eyebrow. "A vacation?"

"You’re not wrong," Primrose said, standing on her tiptoes and leaning close to whisper in his ear, "But a place like this ... is perfect for a honeymoon."

Edmund’s eyes widened, and he held his breath for a second. His mind immediately exploded with dramatic thoughts.

[HONEYMOON?!]

[Did I hear that right? Did my wife just say honeymoon? But ... we’re not newlyweds anymore!]

They hadn’t even been married for five months yet, so of course people still saw them as newlyweds.

Besides, they rarely saw each other, and the amount of sex they had couldn’t even compare to other newlyweds who did it every single day.

Honestly, Primrose thought couples who did it every day were doing a little too much anyway.

Once a week was more than enough, especially when both of them were busy with responsibilities.

Maybe thrice a week also wasn’t that bad.

"Didn’t you come here to see your friend?" Edmund asked.

Primrose let out a long sigh. "That’s true, but what’s wrong with doing two things at once?"

She pouted, turning her face away from him. "If you don’t want to call it a honeymoon, that’s fine, but you haven’t even taken me anywhere since we got married."

Other newlyweds would at least spend a few days somewhere outside of their home, just to enjoy their time together.

Meanwhile, Primrose had been stuck in the palace for months, and only now, after all this time, was she finally going somewhere.

She knew her husband was busy. She was too.

She knew Edmund was busy. So was she. But still, deep down, she had hoped they’d at least get a proper honeymoon, like a real couple.

"This is my fault!" Edmund looked like he’d just committed a terrible crime. "I ... I just thought maybe a honeymoon would be too much for you."

Primrose tilted her head. "Too much? In my homeland, it’s common for newlyweds to go on honeymoons after the wedding, and don’t people in Noctvaris have honeymoons too?"

She vaguely remembered hearing gossip about Noctvarian nobles going on strange and extravagant honeymoons.

So why was Edmund acting like it was something she couldn’t handle?

[Is a honeymoon just a vacation for her?] wondered Edmund in his mind.

Well, what else?

"We do," Edmund explained. "But here, a honeymoon doesn’t mean a vacation."

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