The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 27

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Chapter 27: The Benevolent Doctor

In her first life, Primrose had three doctors in the palace. One of them was Silas Hargrove, a kind middle-aged doctor who always spoke to Primrose with a soft, gentle tone.

Whenever Primrose fell ill, he took exceptional care of her, even better than any of the other doctors. He treated her as though she were his own daughter, with a warmth and compassion that made her feel safe and cared for.

On occasion, Primrose would invite Silas for tea in the greenhouse or to take a leisurely stroll around the palace grounds. His company was always a comfort to her.

If she ever spoke of him, the first thing she would mention was that Silas was one of the reasons she chose to endure life in the palace. His kindness had become a warm presence in her lonely, cold world.

As her condition worsened over time, Silas would often come to her room, ensuring she was warm and as comfortable as possible.

The memory of him crying still haunted her.

He had told her, with tears in his eyes, that he couldn’t find the antidote for the poison, apologizing for not detecting it sooner. His sorrow was too hurtful, and it broke her heart to see him so distressed.

That was why, in his life, Primrose hoped that they would never have to part in such a painful way again.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Silas offered a deep bow as he entered the Queen’s chamber. His face, now lined with a few wrinkles, smiled warmly at Primrose, a kind of smile that always made her heart feel at ease.

"Dr. Hargrove, thank you so much for coming all this way to our kingdom," Primrose said as she rose to greet him. "I can only imagine how uncomfortable the long journey must have been for you."

Primrose couldn’t help but rub the small ache in her backside, remembering the rough ride she’d endured. The path from Azmeria to Noctvaris was anything but smooth, with bumpy roads and sharp rocks that had her gripping the carriage for dear life to avoid toppling forward.

"My body has turned into old bone," Silas said with a small chuckle, his eyes scanning her carefully from head to toe. "But for the sake of my patient, I can still travel a long way."

He paused for a moment, his gaze lingering a little longer than necessary. "But I’ve heard that my patient has already made a remarkable recovery by the time I arrived."

[The Queen of Noctvaris is even more beautiful than the rumors claimed.] Silas thought to himself, a note of admiration in his mind. [I’m fortunate that the beast chose me to come here.]

Primrose felt a warmth in her chest as Silas’s kindness continued to shine through. He truly was a pure and gentle soul, and what touched her the most was that not a single harsh thought about her had crossed his mind.

"It’s all thanks to His Majesty," Primrose replied, a hint of embarrassment in her voice. "The Lycan has his own way of healing his mate," she added, carefully leaving out the part about Edmund’s magical saliva. "I’m really sorry if your journey here turns out to be for nothing."

Silas had been called to Noctvaris because he lived near the border between Noctvaris and the Thalvaria Kingdom of the Vellmoria Empire.

People often spoke highly of him, saying that Silas never turned away anyone, no matter if they were human or beast. He would help anyone in need as long as he could.

He was, indeed, a kind-hearted man.

"Please, don’t say that, Your Majesty." Silas smiled reassuringly. "I’m just glad to see you looking better already."

Primrose smiled back, feeling a little lighter. "Actually, the real reason I asked you to come here is because there’s something I’ve been wanting to discuss with you."

She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "It’s so difficult to find a doctor here in the beast kingdom. And even when there are some, they tend to shy away from treating humans, because their medicines are much stronger than us."

"That’s why I’d like to ask you to live here and become my private doctor," Primrose said, her voice soft but sincere. "Would you be willing to accept my offer, Dr. Hargrove?"