Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

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Seeing her gaze fixed on the object in her hands, Aron kindly explained, "This is white crystal from the Eastern Sea"noveldrama

Such a large, flawless crystal was rare. It could be carved into anything, but instead, it had been made into a ball. Aron had previously voiced his displeasure, thinking it a waste. But if Nyx liked it, that was another matter.

Nyx silently weighed the crystal ball in her hands, took out a handkerchief to wipe it clean, squinted one eye, and held it up to the light. She saw that it was perfect, like a piece of glass.

Some chemical formulas suddenly appeared in her mind, and as she thought about the raw materials, it seemed like she could find them all.

"Are there any craftsmen in the palace who can make vessels?" she asked Aron, while smiling and kissing the mischievous little wolf pup that had accidentally helped.

The little wolf pup could now bark very clearly. Whatever the dog trainer taught it, it wasn't that it couldn't learn; it just didn't want to perform on command.

It grinned at Nyx, wagging its tail energetically, leaving a blur behind as it moved. Seeing it like a lapdog, Aron secretly clicked his tongue.

In front of the princess, even a wild wolf had to be obedient, and had to learn to wag its tail and beg.

Nyx's demands had to be met as much as possible.

"Your Highness, what exactly are you trying to make?" Aron asked respectfully. "I'lI go speak to the Ministry of Works officials."

Nyx paused for a moment. Sometimes, she felt like she really had the qualities of a national troublemaker or a seductive

empress.

Although what she wanted to do was a serious matter, it didn't look that way to others. If she were to ask the Ministry of Works to help her make glass, rumors of a foolish emperor and a seductive empress might spread.

"Forget it. I'll leave the Ministry of Works out of this." Nyx thought for a moment. "I remember the Read family has some

craftsmen?"

The wheelchair from before left a deep impression on her. The work was quick and well done.

She hadn't thought of it earlier, but now that she remembered, she thought it would be better to leave the glass-making work to them.

The glass could be very useful, and it was best to keep the process secret, in the hands of her own people.

Those craftsmen had been loyal to the Read family for generations, and were more trustworthy than the mixed-up Ministry of Works. She didn't need to worry about managing them.

Setting aside other factors, glass-making itself was a delicate task. Shaping it through blowing required dexterity, and there would be many attempts at first. The craftsmen would certainly have more patience than the Ministry of Works officials.

Aron didn't know much about the craftsmen raised by the Read family, but he made a quick trip to Duke's Mansion and brought them smoothly to Nyx.

The two men, an old man and a young man, were a grandfather-grandson pair, serving as house servants of Duke's Mansion. The Read family had granted them their surname for generations.

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Upon hearing that Nyx wanted them to make something, they didn't dare to slack off, though they were unwilling in their hearts. Most of the craftsmen who hadn't come showed the same attitude.

They thought that Erik had just led troops into battle, and now Nyx was brought into the palace and still had time to think

about leisure.

The old man could still hide b displeasure.

feelings, but the young man couldn't. Even his kneeling and saluting showed his stubborn.

Aron saw all this clearly and flicked his fan, feeling like he wanted to chase the young fool out.

He thought, 'When Her Highness asks them to do something, it is a blessing for them. Even beasts are more sensible than them, at least they'd wag their tails.'

Nyx, however, didn't mind. She waved her hand generously. "No need for formalities."

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Her voice reminded them of clear streams, and both grandfather and grandson were stunned. The young man instinctively looked up, and his surprise deepened.

At this point, Aron couldn't hold back any longer and snapped, "What are you looking at?"

It was like waking from a dream. The young man's face turned red.

Nyx acted as though she hadn't seen it, and directly got down to business,

handing Aron a drawing she had just made, which Aron then passed to them. "Please take a look."

Upon seeing it, both males were shaken, their expressions immediately changing.

"Ro!" the young man exclaimed in admiration, "Is this drawn by Ro?"