Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

Nyx continued thinking. That foolish Pale Welt. No matter how many years they've been there

tregether nervous in front of her, he can't speak pagerly

Nyx struggled to hold back her laughter, squinting her eyes as the trade in the man in front of her dess hard

Erik had a youthful face. His nose was high and straight, and has features were dine veneerut he be regret to the sun and wind on the battlefield, the youthful energy and the slight incence in his eyes center's he bidder

Nyx had only guessed from a few words she overheard in casual conversion that riktigt be very young but the se expected him to be this young

He looked like he was only in his teens, probably not even past his coming-of- age ceremony yet, so he only had his original name, without a courtesy name.

Compared to him, Nyx was a bit older-alreadly twenty. Her stepmother never bothered with her marriage, and her father didn't care whether she ended up as an old maid or not.

If she didn't end up with Erik, her only option would be to marry down, and she wouldn't find a good bastard.

In a world so unfair to women, a husband meant the fate of a woman's entire life. The fact that she had been so home meant her stepmother clearly had no good intentions.

Nyx's thoughts wandered for a moment. Her gaze lingered on Erik in front of her, and when the came to the realized the had been staring at him so intently that he was almost about to catch fire from the heat of her gaze. His face was red from embarrassment.

Nyx couldn't help but chuckle, as she raised her hands horizontally and spinning around in a circle, Today is your wedding day, and I've dressed like this. Can you guess who I am?"

The answer was obvious.

Erik gritted his teeth, silently frustrated with himself.

He wasn't an idiot. Seeing that bright red wedding dress, he immediately understood who she was, but his mouth didn't listen to him and he foolishly asked a dumb question.

"I... I don't think I... asked you... to come in," he stuttered when he spoke.

His cold words became disjointed, and Erik felt deeply embarrassed, his face turning even redder.

"Oh.. I didn't ask you," Nyx said, her voice dragging on as if she'd just realized something. I thought newlyweds were supposed to sleep in the same room."

"Should I leave now?" she asked, turning as if to walk away.

"No, you can't." The voice behind her was clearly anxious. "Stay, a-and come here."

In his rush, he slapped the low table beside the bed with his palm, instinctively trying to prop himself up. But when he realized what he had done, he froze and quickly sat back down.

Erik looked dazed. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Ever since he saw his new wife clearly, his brain seemed no longer under his

control, making him act irrationally and speak in strange ways

His chest felt like it had a rabbit in it, frantically jumping around. Even the time he won a great victory on the battlefield

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didn't excite him this much.

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After teasing Erik a little, Nyx slowly stopped in her tracks, gently closing the door behind her. She then stepped around the mess on the floor, walking toward the bed and standing not far from it.

Erik nervously watched her feet, only relaxing when she had stepped past all the broken pieces of pottery. He promised himself he would never break a cup again.

It's because breaking cups means I have to call someone to clean it up, and it is such a hassle. That must be why I regret it. I'm probably regretting it because of that, Erik thought, tried to convince himself, and focused again.

"What... are you standing there for?" he muttered, lowering his gaze and not looking at Nyx. His voice was stiff. "Come here and help me change."

The room grew quiet for a moment.

Seeing Nyx still standing there, he sounded colder, his brow furrowed in impatience. "You don't know how to serve? Didn't your family teach you any manners?"

Nyx thought, Teach what manners! The way of being a wife! How to be submissive and serve my husband?"

Nyx pinched her fingers, seeing through the bluff of this foolish Pale Wolf. She decided to hold back her urge to hit him for

now.

"Yeah, my family didn't teach me anything," she said, casually sitting down next to him.

Her shoulder pressed against his, her leg brushed his, and she felt the solid, strong body shudder slightly, as if he held his

breath.

"Fortunately, you specifically sent a nanny to teach me the rules, but I'm a little slow and can't learn them right away." She tilted her head slightly, her breath brushing his ear, sending a shiver of excitement through him.

Erik's mind went blank. All of his senses were focused on the sensations Nyx was giving him, and he couldn't think straight.

He hadn't sent any nanny. 'Maybe it's my father's doing, he thought.

He didn't really understand the rules either. If she couldn't learn them, he didn't mind at all.

"And I'm so tired right now. I have no strength to serve you," Nyx said more straightforwardly, resting her head on her mate's shoulder and shaking it a little. "Do you feel it? My headpiece is so heavy. I've been wearing it all day, and my neck feels like it's about to break."

"It's all because of you," she finally let out all her frustration, angrily grabbing Erik's arm. "I've been getting ready since the early hours, didn't even get a meal, and now that I'm finally here, you left me waiting in the guest room for so long"

"Feel it." Nyx grabbed his hand and pressed it onto her flat stomach. "It's growling. I'm so hungry."

No lady would complain so shamelessly about being hungry like that in that era. But Erik couldn't think of that. He didn't feel the slightest bit of disgust. All he could focus on was the soft sensation of her palm against his hand, his heartbeat racing so fast he thought he might faint

"Sorry, I... Ill have someone bring you something to eat," he said, his hand jerking back like he'd been shocked. His eyes darted around, and he saw a plate of food on the nearby table, probably delivered by a servant not long ago.

Erik immediately pointed at it. "You can eat those for now, just to fill you up?"

Nyx was so hungry she didn't think twice. She reached for the plate and realized

it was still warm. Without a second thought, she picked it up, took one dumpling, and popped it in her mouth.

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She took a bite, and her expression suddenly changed. She immediately spat it out. "Is it raw?

n as the words left her mouth, she quickly realized what was going on and looked

at Erik

Though Erik was awkward and slow, he figured it out right after Nyx. His eyes were squeezed shut, as if all the blood in his body had rushed to his face, leaving him completely red 'No, no. L

It was all those servants acting on their own.

He had another purpose for the marriage with the Voss family and had no intention of touching the woman who came into the house. There was no way he would arrange for someone to bring in a plate of half-cooked food and say something about auspicious words for having children.

Such a blunder wasn't really a big deal in itself. But when Nyx looked him up and down with a mocking gaze. Erik felt mon embarrassed than ever, as though his hidden desires had been exposed, especially in front of the very woman he'd been fantasizing about.

"Arlong, send some hot food over to the kitchen, he ordered, trying to cover up the awkwardness with a serious tone.

As long as the person he was talking to wasn't Nyx, his stuttering would disappear on its own

Someone responded from outside the window immediately.

It was afternoon, lunch had already been eaten, and it wasn't time for dinner yet.

The kitchen staff were taking it easy, so when they suddenly received the order, they were a bit confused. They disgussed about that.

"The young master has never asked us to send food at this time. What's going on today!"

"Could it be... because of the new wife?

"No, no way."

"I heard the wife was placed in the side room, and the young master hasn't even looked at her once"

Everyone in the household knew that Erik seemed to have no sense of romance, was always clueless about affection, and after injuring his leg, he didn't allow anyone to get close.

Even if the new wife was as beautiful as a fairy, she was still bound to be ignored.

"So, why does he order meal for her at a time like this? they thought.

Someone concluded. "It's probably because lunch didn't suit his taste, and he wasn't full"

This was a huge deal.

The kitchen staff immediately stopped chatting and got to work, trying to make up for their mistake by quickly sending new dishes out

According to the new rules Erik had set recently, the door had to be knocked

three times lightly, and the person had to state their identity and purpose before being allowed to enter.

The servant holding the dishes nervously raised his hand to knock on the door. After three knocks, he whispered, 'Im here to deliver food."

Before he could finish speaking, the door creaked open from the inside, and a soft female voice replied. "Coming"

The servant, who originally didn't dare to look up for fear of offending the mistress and making her leg injury worse. instinctively raised his head when he heard the unexpected voice. He immediately froze, holding his breath. A fairy, he thought.

"Ahem," came a loud coughing sound from inside the mom, clearly intentional

"M-Madam" The servant suddenly snapped back to reality, hurriedly lowering his head, too scared to look again

"Give it to me; thank you for your hard work. Nyx directly took the plate from his hands, not bothering with small talk. "You can leave nowy."

As soon as the door closed, the room returned to its peaceful two-person world.

Erik didn't say anything, but the vibe around him clearly relaxed, as if he was satisfied with the change

"Are you going to eat?" Nyx placed the plate on the table and remembered to ask

him.

There was only one set of cinlery.

Erik quietly looked up and noticed Nyx putting a piece of food in her mouth. His throat involuntarily moved as he swallowed.

He thought, "What were those servants thinking? One knife is fine, but did they expect me to share the same forkwith her? Forget it. Lam not eating

It wasn't mealtime, and he wasn't in the habit of eating at this hour. But he hadn't

eaten much at lunch, and now the scent of the food made him realize he was actually a bit hungry.

He could barely manage to share a fork with her.

"You come... serve me," after much hesitation, Erik couldn't help but speak

Nyx froze mid-bite and looked at him as if he were some new, never-before- seen species.

After all these years together, she'd never served any mate their food. Instead,

one by one, they crowded around her, trying to win her favor, afraid of being outdone by a rival.

She had long been used to such a life.

Now, with these repeated requests from Erik, it felt like the world had turned upside down.

Their eyes met, and they were silent for a while. Erik's gaze trembled, his face

turning red from being stared at, and he stubbornly held his neck, trying to appear

tough.

Fool, thought Nyx, as she let out a faint, almost imperceptible laugh, and then looked away. "Wait here"noveldrama

She would finish eating first, then consider feeding him a bite or two. Meanwhile, the person delivering the food returned to the kitchen with the big

news, causing an uproar. Everyone was in a frenzy.

"What?"

"Did you see the madam?"

"Don't tell me you're lying to us."

"Isn't the madam supposed to be in the side room?"

"Why would she be in the young master's room?"

"Really, I'm not lying to you, the person delivering the food quickly waved his hands, anxiously defending himself. "The madam is as beautiful as a fairy, her voice is so gentle. She personally opened the door for me and took the food from

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His words didn't sound like truth, and no one could come up with such a ridiculous story. It wounded more like he was having some kind of fit

But then several other people took turns delivering food, and when they came

bark, they were all in a daze, saying the exact same thing as the first person.

One person like this could be a fit, but when three or five people came back acting the same way, they thought it had to be

Nyx sat at the table, facing a dozen different dishes. She rubbed her hands

together in anticipation, completely unaware that the news related to her had spread throughout the estate..

Though the Duke's residence was a military family, it was also a noble household,

so they were very particular about food. The ingredients were all fresh, and the kitchen's skills were far superior to any restaurant outside.

Nyx tasted a few bites, finding the flavor to her liking, and began to eat faster, focusing entirely on her meal.

Erik had been waiting for a while but still didn't see her come over to feed him. He

stared at her repeatedly, unable to hold back his sarcastic comment. The Voss family doesn't feed you?"

Although he didn't know much about women, he had heard that they were always

delicate, eating slowly and having small appetites. But Nyx wasn't delicate, and the way she ate was fierce.

Watching her beautiful face, stuffed with food, he couldn't find the right words to

describe it. He just felt a strange itch in his heart and his hands, unable to take his

eyes off her.

Nyx suddenly set down her fork and stood up.

Erik instinctively closed his mouth, becoming a little flustered. "Aren't you

eating?"

He thought, 'Is she angry? Is it because of what I just said?

Nyx pulled out a handkerchief and casually wiped her mouth, nodding in

satisfaction. "I'm full”

She had only eaten a little of the dozen dishes, and it looked like she hadn't touched the fork at all.

Erik's gaze fell on the table as he scanned the dishes, frowning. He thought, 'Her

appetite really is small. No wonder she's so thin. Except for her soft belly, when she's close to me, I can feel her sharp bones"

"Eat a little more." Erik pointed to a plate of shrimp Nyx hadn't touched. "You don't like this?"

"What?" Nyx followed his finger and shook her head. "I don't want to eat it; it's too much trouble."

The shrimp looked pretty good, large and colorful, but peeling the shells would

dirty her hands, and she would have to ask for water to wash them. It was too

much of a hassle, so she chose not to eat them.

Erik didn't expect such an answer and fell silent for a moment.

People like them were supposed to have someone assist them while eating,

without needing to do anything themselves. But he didn't like anyone watching him, so he always did things himself.

He hesitated and then called someone over. "Arlong