The Scarred Queen's Rise (Athena) novel Chapter 715

Natasha jumped in fright at his sudden shout.

She hastily covered Evander’s mouth, whispering urgently, “Must you shout? Do you want everyone to know we’ve had sex?”

Evander scoffed coldly, his expression darkening.

Afraid he might make a scene, Natasha pleaded with him in a hushed voice.

After half an hour of coaxing, Evander finally, though grudgingly, forgave her.

Only when Natasha settled before the dressing table did the fog in her mind begin to clear. ‘Wait a second, she thought. ‘How did the roles get reversed? Wasn’t I supposed to be the one getting coaxed?‘

After making all the formal rounds in the palace to pay her respects to the King and the Queen, Natasha felt like her legs were about to give out.

A few days later, Athena came to visit.

Natasha took her arm and poured out her grievances, telling Athena every detail of her wedding night.

Athena couldn’t believe her ears. She thought it was simply absurd.

‘And Evander had agreed to all the demands she made!‘ Athena couldn’t believe it.

“So, are you still thinking about getting a divorce?” Athena asked.

Natasha replied with determination, “Absolutely. I can’t let my prime years get wasted, trapped within these manor walls. I’ve never seen the rolling hills of Southvale or the frozen plains of Northmarch. How could I let one small setback change everything I ever wanted?”

Athena forced a smile. “Well, that’s something.”

But deep down, she had a strong hunch that, no matter how determined Natasha sounded, nine times out of ten, she wouldn’t be able to walk away.

When she got back, Athena told Xander about that.

Xander looked genuinely surprised. “Natasha is so gutsy.”

Athena mused, “Everyone has their way of living. Life is long. Who knows what the future holds?”

“You’re right, my dear,” Xander agreed.

He casually pulled Athena into his arms. These days, cuddling with her was his favorite thing to do.

“Next May, let’s head to our fiefdom,” he said. “By then, our baby will be born, and we can enjoy the scenery along the way.”

Athena thought for a moment and said, “Sounds good.”

She’d grown tired of Pidence City anyway. So she thought a change of scenery would be nice.

Xander sighed, “Sometimes I wish time would fly by so I can meet our baby sooner, but other times I want it to slow down. Life

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Chapter 715

feels too short. I want to spend not only this life with you, but the next, and the one after that.”

Since their marriage, Xander had become even more of a sweet–talker.

All those sweet words made Athena’s head spin.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and laughed, “Then let’s make a pact. Never to part, in this life or the next. Next time, let’s meet sooner and be an ordinary couple.”

“Alright, I promise you,” Xander replied.

The lovebirds were whispering sweet nothings without a care in the world. Alexandra was about to walk in at that time, but she immediately backed out.

‘They’ve been married for a long time, yet their passion just never seems to fade. It’s truly vexing!‘ Alexandra couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

Sometimes, when Alexandra wanted to talk to Athena, she had to check first if Xander, her clingy husband, was around.

Athena heard the commotion and asked, “What’s going on out there?”

“Her Highness was just here,” came the reply from outside.

Athena blushed as she replied, “Got it.”

She gently pushed Xander away. “I’m going to check on Alexandra.”

She thought, ‘Alexandra must’ve been too embarrassed to come in and left. If it weren’t something im come all this way. I should go and see what’s going on.‘

nt, she wouldn’t have

Xander nodded. “Come back soon, then.”

Athena couldn’t help but smile. ‘As if I’d run away,‘ she thought.

Trina supported Athena as they made their way to Alexandra’s courtyard. When she saw Athena, Alexandra eagerly pushed a package of crimson truffles toward her.

“I had someone bring this back from the Kingdom of Veyra,” Alexandra said warmly. “It’s wonderful for nourishing your health. Be sure to take some every day.”

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