Chapter 86

Third’s Person’s Point of view

"Please accept this, Ladyship."

"This too, Your Majesty."

"Prince Fragon is very fascinating and has it. It's unsurprising, given Ladyship and Majesty's combined attractiveness." Logan's men were lauded one after the other as they walked Fragon to the public market. They are provided with a range of food and non-food items.

Elle couldn't help but smile since other werewolves and her son had grown to adore him. Occasionally, she still hears something unfavorable, but it may be typical.

She took the food that was handed to her and then glanced at Logan, who was also accepting food. She couldn't help but smile as she realized she had already gained the normal life she desired. The servants took the food from her grasp and resumed going.

When no one followed them too closely, Elle had the distinct impression that someone had trailed her. She didn't know who it was, but she recognised that aura.

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Fragon was still weeping when they arrived at their palace because he wanted them to continue farther. Logan, seeing that Elle was exhausted, offered to take her home. Logan embraced Elle tight as they entered because he could see she was tired.

"Are you okay?"

Despite Logan's best efforts, Fragon's cries became louder, making it almost impossible to hear Logan.

"Fragon, your mother is sleepy and it's unsafe outdoors." Logan attempts to persuade Fragon, but the youngster refuses to listen.

“Gaia… Fragon needs someone to accompany him outside. Five or three trustworthy guards should be brought if at all feasible." Although she didn't like the idea of Fragon being freed, Elle didn't want him to get ill as a result of their not giving her what he wanted. Even though Fragon is a Prince, Elle is equally concerned that anything awful may happen to him.

Fragon was taken outdoors by Gaia as soon as she arrived. As they approached, three guards stood behind them, scanning the area to see if anybody was lurking in the shadows. Though it would be difficult to see whether the opponent was powerful, they tightened their grip even farther.

Nonetheless, guards were unaware of the enemy's presence as they observed Gaia and Fragon.

There is no doubt that it is Hugo.

As Hugo neared Gaia, he looked at the guards and smirked. Gaia, on the other hand, does not know that Hugo is just behind her. She senses and hears someone approaching her, but she doesn't know who it is. When she turned back, she immediately lost consciousness and was unable to complete the task at hand.

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When Gaia thought about Fragon, she instantly rose from her laying down position. When she arose from his resting position, Fragon was nowhere to be seen. She saw that the guards were still asleep when he turned her attention to them. In a flurry, he called them.

When the guards learned that Fragon was gone, they were scared."

"Prince Fragon has gone missing, please inform His Majesty and Her Ladyships! The rest will help me find him!'' Gaia quickly shifted to being a wolf and strained to smell the remaining traces of Fragon. Prince Fragon's scent remained after she couldn't tell who was with him.

In the course of their journey to the public market, Prince Fragon's scent faded from his recollection. She also had no idea where she was going since the stench was so muddled and she had no idea who the individuals were.

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Hugo's point of view

Elle, you are too unfair.. When I'm in pain, why are you and Archer having a good time? It seems like you and him were having a wonderful life, while I'm stuck in the past. You turned a blind eye to my suffering. Archer is happy with that witch while you have a baby! I killed Archer back then to have you! I want you all myself.

I caught a glimpse of Elle's child chatting with their servant. I had previously seen them, and now I got the opportunity to do so. I sped up and slammed my fist into their neck to knock them out.

I grabbed Elle's son and escorted him to the throng as swiftly as possible.

“What is your name, big boy?" As I handed him a doll, I covered his head so that no one would be able to identify him.

His silence was deafening and his face was expressionless.

“It’s Fragon… Isn't it correct? Your resemblance to Logan is something to strive towards. Your father is the guy I despise and you were the one who got your mother's eye, whom I adore..." What's the point of informing him of these?

“Mother… Father..?” He seemed perplexed as he tilted his neck..

“No… I am not your father.. It would be nice if I were the only one.” When I held him, he let go of the doll, and I had no idea why. As I looked around, I saw someone else staring at me as well.

“...Father?”

“No. I'm not Logan, however. Fuck. My envy is overflowing.”