Chapter 143: Precious to this family

"Shall we go back?" Damian finally asked, his hand sliding up to cradle her neck, his touch soft yet possessive.

"But the promise..." Eilika started, her voice fading into the sound of the waves.

"It holds no value. Don’t you understand yet?" Damian’s eyes searched hers. "Sylvian sent word to the King. If you hadn’t been able to bring that flower, the King would have forced the cure from August himself. Besides, the physician’s calculations were wrong. I would not have died within hours."

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