The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

The night could not even pass when suddenly, we heard a loud noise right beside our bed. In an instant, Dem took his sword that was right beside his side of the bed and I took my dagger that was on the bedside table. We always kept our weapons around even when we went to the bed.

"The fucking son of a..."

"There is no time to freaking swear!" Luc yelled.

"What's wrong? Why are you here out of nowhere?" I asked, sitting up and wrapping the blanket around me. "That's also in the middle of the night?"

"I guess I was a bit overdramatic. But that's beside the point right now," he said. "Your room is soundproof, isn't it?"

"Is that what you should be asking after coming here out of nowhere?! I will get a teleportation-preventing tool first thing in the morning! I should have done it sooner," Dem yelled.

"I will take that as a yes," Luc said, ignoring Dem. "The thing is, you guys sure got at least one of my letters, right? I have been sending you dozens of letters..."

"Five. You wrote you sent five," I corrected him.

"Yeah, the same thing," he shrugged. "So, you surely know that King Ford is not with me right now and the King of Lacuna is controlled by a dark mage. Since he is not there, I cannot do much about the situation. That's why..."

"No! Impossible!" Dem cut him off.

"What? I don't even understand anything," I said. "Make everything clear, at least."

"Your husband has the habit to talk before someone is finished with what they want to say. It's annoying," Luc muttered. "Anyway, what I mean is..."

"It's impossible!" Dem intervened again.

"Let me finish! Damn it!" Luc yelled.

"What is even going on? Dem, you won't stop him again. At least, let me hear. It doesn't matter if only you understood," I said. "Luc, tell me clearly this time."

"I need you to come with me if we want to free that damned King from the dark mage's grasp," Luc said. "Trust me, he is blabbering nonsense and he is just being slyer than he is."

"You need me to come with you?"

"Honey, no matter what the situation is, don't be crazy enough to even think that way," Dem said as he helped me wear his shirt.

The argument went on until morning. Luc was giving us reasons why I should go with him and Dem was declining his offer, no matter how many times he said it. I was getting annoyed because their argument did not seem to come to an end for a long time.

"I will go and take a bath. My ears are hurting," I announced, finally losing my patience. "The argument is not reaching anywhere. Luc is saying I should go and Dem is saying no. It has been going on like this for hours. Can't you guys understand it has no point if you keep fighting like this?

Geez... Hope you two will calm down within the time I come back."

I went to the bathroom and sat down in the bathtub. I could still hear their voice. They were very loud.

"How can you even suggest that to my wife? You were bragging even just a few days ago that she is your sister now and you also care about her a lot. And this is how you care about her? By suggesting to put her life in danger?"

"Well, if we just sit still, Lacuna might truly start a war against us. Looking at you, it seems you are sure that we will win the war. Even if we win the war, who the fuck in their right mind wants a war to break down?" Luc snapped back. "Yes, I do care about her. I have cared about her since the beginning. She is now a family member.

But the war will affect her too. Of course, I won't let any harm come her way. She just has to try to break that guy free. That dark mage is clearly trying to start a war against us and who knows what more? You know it too. You love your wife, but that doesn't mean you are gonna be this obsessed when I am reassuring you so many times that she will be with me and she will be safe!"

I had to admit that Luc had a valid point. No one wanted a war. A war would cause many innocent lives to fall. It would also cause economic damage and environmental damage. To prevent a war, if I had to help, it would not be an impossible thing.

Dem was worried about me and I understood him. Who would want to send their loved one knowing there was a possibility of danger? I would have been worried too. But I was planning on making him say yes somehow. I should at least do this much to prevent the worst possible scenario.

I wiped my body and wrapped a towel around my head. It was the first time after a long time that I had cleaned my body myself. It felt a bit weird to do this normal thing by myself after such a long time of being taken care of by others for every single thing. I was getting addicted to this luxury.

I put on a robe and came out of the bathroom. I found Dem smoking on the balcony, pacing back and forth.

"Darling...," I mumbled. "Where is Luc?"

"That punk left," he grumbled. "He needs to be there. He will come back tomorrow again to get the final answer since two days later, the team will be coming back."

Dem was clearly very mad and was in a dangerously bad mood. I rubbed his arm gently in an attempt to calm him down.

"Let's talk about it through the breakfast, hm? Don't just set onto an answer by yourself. Hear my opinion and points too. Then let's decide what to do."

He did not say anything and looked away. It was going to be a very hard job. "Dem...?"

"Alright," he sighed. "I don't know what you are planning, but I am not saying yes."

"Won't you take a shower?" I asked, trying to change the subject. "I will help you wash your hair and back."

No matter what the situation was, he was not going to say no to something like this. He had a thing for skinship when it came to me. I also liked it when he touched me, but in his case, it was much more than just liking.

I still remembered how happy he was when I said he could do it with me even when I was drunk. Since I gave consent, he did not have to worry about anything. It was probably before he went out for one month. That time, I used to not drink, but we were talking about drinking and then I told him that.

The only thing I did not like was if someone touched me when I was asleep. If he hugged me and just gave me a peck, it was fine. But I told him not to touch me in any other way when I was asleep since it creeped me out for some reason.

Dem, who sat down in the bath, closed his eyes as I started washing his hair with shampoo. The shampoos in this world used fewer chemicals than in my world and the scent was pretty organic. The same went for the soaps and any other skin care products.

"I think you should put out the cigar now," I said.

"I don't want to," he muttered.

"... Haa, as you wish."

He glanced sideways at me and then put out the cigar. It seemed he felt guilty for not listening to me.

"Don't tell me you want to listen to that punk..."

"It's not about listening to Luc, Dem," I said. "Who wants a war to break out? A lot of people die in the war, a lot loses their everything. In one word, war means destruction. Besides, we don't even know if we will win or not."

"Of course, we will win," he said confidently. "I am not bragging. Our knights are truly more trained than them. There is no doubt about winning."

"But that's not even the point!" I argued. "I don't want a freaking war! It will only cause us trouble, honey! Let's say a war just broke out. Then what will you do? As the King, you have to join the war too, right?"

"Well, of course. Someone from the Imperial family has to join to lead them."

"That's what I am saying! It's not just you who is worried about the person you love! I worry about you too! I don't want you to risk your life!"