Primrose immediately sat up straight and gasped once she was certain she wasn’t dreaming.
Her husband ... he had suddenly changed into a dog! No—wait. Not a dog, but a wolf.
Yes, there were beasts in the kingdom with animal ears, but they were usually the weaker kind. Edmund, however, had never shown a single beastly trait in his human form.
So why now? Why had he suddenly grown wolf ears? Was something wrong with him? And more importantly ... why hadn’t he woken up yet, even though she had been moving around so much?
Usually, he was a light sleeper and would always wake up at the slightest movement near him.
"Husband ...." Primrose reached out to him, touching his arm, but then she froze because his body temperature was far too warm, even hotter than usual.
His hair was slightly damp, and when she placed her palm against his forehead, she finally realized that her husband had a fever!
But that was impossible. Edmund never got sick. His body healed wounds in an instant, his strength unmatched. For him to have a fever meant something was truly wrong.
Was it because he had been overworking himself? Day after day, he trained soldiers, hunted for the winter, rode to the borders whenever rogues appeared, and still, he always cared for her. He never took a moment to rest, and at night, he even poured his magic into her body.
He had always told her that his body wasn’t like a human’s, that he wouldn’t grow tired the way others did. But now ... now he was lying here, feverish and weak.
Seeing Edmund still not opening his eyes, Primrose began to panic. Dark thoughts rushed into her mind. If a man who never fell ill was sick now, then it had to be serious!
"H-husband ... Husband, wake up." Primrose patted his cheek gently and placed her fingers under his nose to make sure he was still breathing. "Edmund!"
Right after she called his name, Edmund finally opened his eyes slowly. His eyelids trembled, reluctant to open fully.
"Wife ...." His voice was hoarse, deeper than usual. "You’re awake? I’m sorry ... I didn’t clean your body."
"That’s not important!" Primrose brushed his damp hair back and touched his forehead again. "Edmund, you have a fever ... and your wolf ears have come out."
Edmund’s eyes widened as his hand instinctively went to his head, his fingers brushing over the soft wolf ears now sticking out.
"Husband, what’s wrong?" Primrose’s voice trembled as fear tightened her chest. "Are you really sick? I-I’ll call Dr. Celdric right away."
She hurried off the bed, but before she could reach the door, Edmund’s warm hand caught hers. "Wife ... you’re still naked."
"Oh ...." Primrose lowered her gaze and suddenly realized she had almost walked out of the room completely bare. Worse, a clear liquid trailed down her thighs, making her feel even more exposed.
Her whole body flushed with embarrassment. If anyone had seen her like this ... how shameless she would have looked.
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