The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 549

Chapter 549: A Farewell Beneath the Snow (II)

The moment the plant witch finished making the soil in front of the house rich and fertile, Edmund and Leofric carefully lowered the coffin from the carriage and carried it to the grave the soldiers had dug earlier.

Leofric opened the coffin and stared at Lorelle’s lifeless body. There was something in his eyes, but it was hard to tell exactly what he was feeling.

"You’ll be cold if we bury you without a coffin," he murmured.

Lorelle, who was standing beside Primrose, immediately rolled her eyes. "That body is already dead, so how could I possibly feel cold?"

[I even left it buried under ice for days. Seriously, what is wrong with him?]

Leofric had hidden his thoughts, so Primrose couldn’t read his mind. Even so, anyone could see that he looked like a man burying the real Lorelle, just as he had done in her past lives.

"The coffin would stop the soil from absorbing the nutrients from her body," Primrose finally said.

Leofric nearly choked. Even though that was exactly what they had planned to do, he still didn’t like hearing it said so directly.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty?" he asked in disbelief. "You don’t have to make it that obvious."

Before Edmund could step in and interrupt their petty conversation, Primrose continued calmly. "All this time, Lorelle believed her body was slowly dying. But now..." She looked at the body inside the coffin. "Somehow, that dying body can become a source of life for others."

She paused for a moment before continuing. "As her body returns to the earth, it will feed the seeds we plant. Those seeds will grow into a tree, and that tree will give clean air, shade, and life to the people around it."

She lifted her head and looked straight at Leofric. "That’s why, Sir Leofric, this funeral ceremony is so important to Lorelle. I hope you can take her wishes seriously, because this isn’t about you. It’s about her."

Leofric fell silent. For a long moment, he simply stood there beside the coffin, his eyes fixed on the pale face that no longer belonged to the woman he knew.

The truth was that he understood what Primrose was trying to say. This funeral was not meant to ease his guilt, it was not meant to comfort Edmund, and it certainly was not meant to satisfy them.

It was for Lorelle.

For the woman who had spent countless years trapped in a cycle of suffering and death. For the woman who, despite everything, had still chosen to leave behind something good.

Leofric slowly lowered his gaze. "I understand," he said in a low voice.

Beside Primrose, Lorelle blinked in surprise because for once he wasn’t arguing and for once, he wasn’t trying to insist that he knew what was best for her.

A faint smile appeared on Primrose’s face. "I’m glad."

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