strokinit Chapter 1030: Prince
Chapter 1030: Prince
Chapter 1030: Prince
'Why do women always slap me around?' Khan wondered, feeling awkward in that motherly embrace.
Khan expected the hug to be short, but Princess Rebecca kept lingering in it, tightening her embrace even further. She didn't seem willing to let Khan go, and he didn't feel like using his real strength to push her away.
"Aunt?" Khan called. "Do you mind?"
"I do mind, Nephew," Princess Rebecca said, not showing any sign of breaking her hug.
Khan could only sigh. Closing his eyes to enjoy the moment didn't feel right, so his gaze looked past Princess Rebecca, staring at the symphony and the mana inside her body. Genuine affection filled her, saddening Khan's thoughts.
The idea of delaying the departure crossed Khan's mind again, but he quickly killed it. He would happily do it. Khan honestly thought his life was worth less than his loved ones, so enduring sleepless nights was nothing compared to their safety.
However, Khan had also made up his mind. He simply couldn't stay. Khan had to find a solution to the scarlet eyes, and his presence on Baoway would only start new wars. His wild urges would make sure of that.
"I'm fine," Khan reassured. "I want to do this."
"I know," Princess Rebecca sighed, finally breaking the hug while sitting at Khan's side. "It's something you must do to save yourself."
Princess Rebecca didn't know about the scarlet eyes, but the nightmares alone were enough to make her agree with Khan's decision. She didn't want to see him suffer one day longer and knew she would be of no help in that journey.
"However," Princess Rebecca continued, reaching for Khan's cheek to pinch it softly, "Promise me you'll look out for yourself. Come back in one piece, and once you do, start living your life to its fullest."
Princess Rebecca's words sounded dangerously similar to Jenna's, and Khan could only nod upon hearing them. He had tried doing that before getting rid of the curse, but the result had been unclear.
"Well," Princess Rebecca added, lowering her concerned gaze toward Khan's bandaged hand. "Do your best to enjoy the journey, too. After all, you belong there, don't you?"
Khan's eyes couldn't help but widen when faced with Princess Rebecca's understanding smile. The two weren't too close. Khan had been too busy to deepen that family bond, but his Aunt still seemed able to see right through him.
Khan couldn't let anything corrupt his desperation anymore. However, his element also hated those seemingly unbreakable rules. He could feel the desire to make compromises looming above him, but his desperation devoured it, leaving no trace of it.
'No,' Khan realized. 'I'm different. I'm beyond saving because there's nothing to save. I'm just me.'
"I asked Monica to come with me," Khan decided to reveal. That moment was intimate enough to allow those topics, and George wasn't available. Also, Khan felt like sharing something after his Aunt's bold statements.
"Did you?" Princess Rebecca asked. "That girl is quite demanding but has a good influence on you. I always liked her."
"She is indeed great," Khan agreed.
"You know," Princess Rebecca exclaimed. "Whenever you were busy or away, she would always study or practice. She can't match your strength, but she tried her best to be worthy of being at your side. I can see her becoming a great Matriarch in the future."
"That girl always goes overboard," Khan sighed. "She is already better than me in many ways, and I don't need her to become a Matriarch to be with me."
"I disagree," Princess Rebecca snorted. "She should work even harder to be worthy of my dear
Nephew."
"She has done plenty," Khan scolded. "One lifetime isn't enough to repay her."
Princess Rebecca lifted her gaze to look at Khan. His love for Monica was apparent, but
Princess Rebecca still sensed some sadness. Khan's subconscious had probably realized something his brain wasn't ready to accept.
"I know," Princess Rebecca sighed. "I told you. I've always liked her. She is the perfect match
for a Prince."
Princess Rebecca fell silent, wondering whether she should utter her following words. Eventually, she pushed away her worry, speaking her mind. "But, you are no Prince, are you, Lord Blue Shaman?"