Percival stroked her hair with an indulgent smile, his voice a gentle murmur, "I'll take you to the hospital first. Got some errands to run, and then you're coming to stay at my place tonight." His "place" was his sprawling private estate.

Vivienne blinked, teasingly suggesting, "Should I clean up and wait for your royal favor?"

She was already daydreaming about her Mr. Wolf seducing her in nothing but his birthday suit.

So tempting!

Percival was momentarily speechless. Since when had his Vivienne become so... frisky? And what was that at the corner of her mouth?

Drool?

What thoughts were swirling in that little head of hers?

"Ahem!" Percival snapped back to reality, his tone a mixture of amusement and resignation. "Aren't you supposed to be holding a memorial service?"

Vivienne paused, then said, "Oh, right!"

She had planned a service to send Francis off.

To the animal realm, so to speak.

She initially wanted to hold it at Emerald Mountain, but it was too far, and with her mother still unconscious, she couldn't leave. So, she asked Mr. Wolf to find a place for her ceremony to bid Francis farewell. She hadn't expected Mr. Wolf to pick his villa. She had thought... well, that Mr. Wolf had other intentions.

How embarrassing!

Percival, with a blend of exasperation and affection, assured her, "Once I'm done, I'll pick up what you need. It'll probably take all day, so I'll have Thomas pick you up!"

Vivienne had no words.

Percival couldn't help but chuckle. He leaned in close and whispered in

was left speechless-his words making her

At the Linklater Mansion.

still weak, but his eyes shone with excitement. The night had fallen, yet no one suggested going to

echoed from outside, and Yorick, agitated,

father, peering out the window with a gloomy look. "Yes, my

have to

family. Just as he was trying to shed that label, his illustrious brother had to return. With

when Hector returned-although his achievements didn't quite measure up to their eldest brother's. But now, with both the renowned

The thought was suffocating!

pulled up in the driveway, their headlights piercing the dark, a display

toward the door with Hector's support as the rest

descended from his vehicle—a figure in a sharp

air around him softened, but the

beside him, who promptly drove the car away and then faced the approaching

Linklater greeted with a simple,

man, he continued, "Dad, I haven't been here to fulfill my duties as a son,

Arthur had been consumed by battles and campaigns, neglecting his family affairs. As the eldest, he bore the weight of his absence and the guilt of not guiding his siblings. Emotion

good to have you back,

years, Yorick's greatest wish was for Arthur to return home safely. Now, with his son before him,

Arthur finally noticed Dracon standing quietly to the side.

course, I'm happy.

for a moment

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