The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200: Two Grumpy Men

After days of ignoring her appearance, Primrose finally asked Marielle to help braid her hair so she could look a little more presentable.

She stared at her reflection in the mirror, and for the first time in days, she was able to admire her own beauty without thinking it would be better if she just ruined her face.

It seemed that Edmund wasn’t the only one who needed to see her face clearly.

Primrose needed it too.

All the pain and dark thoughts that had haunted her for days had begun to fade little by little after her husband wrapped her in a warm hug.

That simple moment had done more for her than she expected.

"What’s his name again?" Primrose asked, glancing at Solene, who stood quietly beside her.

Solene had spent the morning on the training grounds, filling in for the instructor who’d fallen sick. That’s why she was only now returning to Primrose’s side.

"His name is Sir Leofric Darnell," Solene replied. "He’s one of the royal knights His Majesty trusts the most."

Primrose tapped her fingers lightly on the vanity table, trying to recall that name from her first life.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, it didn’t ring a bell. There was no trace of him in her memories from the past.

"Have I ever met him before?" she asked, her voice laced with hesitation.

Solene chuckled softly. "No, Your Majesty, you’ve never met him." She continued, "In fact, not even Marielle has."

Primrose turned to look at Solene. "Why’s that?"

"Well." Solene explained, "Like I said, Sir Leofric is one of the most trusted royal knights. And while that sounds like a privilege, in reality ... it’s more like hell."

[He only gets three days off in a whole year. No wonder he always looks like he’s ready to snap.]

Three days a year?!

That sounded more like a prison sentence than a job. Even Callen, who was always on duty, had at least one day off a week.

Primrose let out a small, awkward laugh. "He must secretly hate my husband."

"Oh, not at all," Solene said with a smile, waving her hand dismissively. "Actually, they get along quite well. Sir Leofric even sends little souvenirs whenever he’s assigned outside the capital."

So he wasn’t just grumpy, he was strange too.

If Primrose had a job where her boss only gave her three days off a year, she would’ve started a riot and cursed her superior every single day.

"I heard from the guards that Sir Leofric is His Majesty’s old friend," Marielle chimed in. "Is that true?"

Solene shrugged. "I don’t know much about their personal history, but ... if I remember correctly, Sir Leofric started working at the palace on the same day His Majesty became king."

Primrose blinked. Edmund’s old friend?

This was the first time she’d ever heard that Edmund had a friend.

He never talked about anyone from his past, and people often joked that his only companions were Dante ... and the phoenix bird.

"Do you rarely talk to Sir Leofric?" Primrose asked Solene.

Solene raised her brows. "Talk to him? Oh, Your Majesty ..."

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