The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Not-So-Dumb Husband

For some reason, Primrose really wanted to know the answer to that question. But how could she? It wasn’t like she could peek into a different timeline, one that existed in a completely separate world.

"None of that matters now, Your Majesty," Primrose said softly. "Whether you let me learn my duties sooner or later, if I’m the one who can’t handle the workload ... then it’s my fault."

"No! You didn’t do anything wrong!" Edmund said, gritting his teeth. "I know you’re more than capable. Even I ... even I can do it!"

[Even someone as dumb as me can deal with royal affairs,] he thought bitterly.

Now, Primrose found herself wondering something else.

Edmund had always called himself dumb and to be fair, she had called him that too, more than once. But ... was he really that dumb?

What kind of fool could step in as king and stop the tribes from tearing each other apart the moment he took the throne?

Some people might say he only managed it because of his strength. However, that wasn’t the whole truth. Strength alone wasn’t enough to keep peace across a kingdom this large. It definitely wasn’t enough to stop a war.

To do what he had done, Edmund had to meet with every tribe, one by one. He had to learn how each of them thought, how they lived, and what they feared.

He had to approach each of them differently, because each tribe had its own culture and temperament.

Even in the most recent conflict with the Zahari tribe—sure, it looked like he handled it with brute force, but she knew there had been countless layers of planning and consideration behind his actions.

He had weighed every option carefully before reaching that decision.

At the end of the day, Primrose could only draw one conclusion: Her husband wasn’t dumb.

He was just clueless when it came to love and how to treat the people he cared about.

Being clueless wasn’t the same as being dumb.

"What are you talking about? You’re far more capable than I am," Primrose said, resting her head on her knees so she wouldn’t have to carry the weight of it anymore because it was starting to feel too heavy.

"You wouldn’t have lasted as king for this long if you only used your strength."

There were plenty of ways to take a king down.

Sure, in the eyes of the beastkin, a king could only be challenged through a formal fight. But if someone really wanted to stage a rebellion, they didn’t have to follow the rules.

However, despite all the tribes that didn’t like Edmund, there were just as many—maybe even more—who stayed loyal to him.

That kind of loyalty didn’t come from fear.

It came from respect. From what he’d done as their king.

He had always protected his people. He stood up for those who needed justice.

Just like he did with the Urdak Tribe. He didn’t ignore their suffering, he made sure they didn’t fall into a civil war just to name a new chief.

A dumb person could never have done that.

"I’m not that capable," Edmund replied firmly. He even looked offended when someone said he was not dumb.

How could anyone be unhappy to be called smarter than they think they are?

Primrose was about to respond when someone knocked on the door, followed by a soldier’s voice from outside. "Your Majesty, Dr. Silas has arrived."

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