Brewing Storm

Chapter 143: To The Welcome Banquet


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Ramose glared at his mate, daring her to go against his decision. They have been separated for long enough. He would not tolerate her suggesting another separation even if it meant getting into a disagreement with her.

"Good! Since we are on the same page, we should take that stroll." Disentangling himself from her, Ramose dragged his mate to the washroom and prepared to help her change again.

"What are you doing? I can change my own clothes!"

"I know you can. But since you are still recovering, I can't leave you on your own."

"Then you can wait outside!" With an exasperated sigh, she snatched the robes in his hands and pushed him out the door.

Ramose stared blankly at the closed door, taking a while to return to his senses.

'She closed the door on my face?' He was stunned.

After helping her change once, he didn't expect his mate would still be so shy. After all, in the Nar realm, the only thing that the beasts of the various races lacked was shyness. The act of intimacy between beasts was carried out with great fervor and openness.

It was only him that still held back his desires for fear of hurting her.

"Werewolf King, breakfast is ready."

The shy voice of the servant beast wiped the amused smile off his face and Ramose turned to glance at the female with a cold expression before looking away.

"You can place it on the bedside table and leave." 

"Ah? Yes, yes!" The female beast was looking forward to exchanging a few more words with the Wolf King to make an early impression. But she didn't expect that she would be ignored after one command.

Dejectedly, she walked to the bedside table and placed down the tray with an assortment of food, snacks, and desserts.

"I will now take your leave, Wolf King." Taking one last longing glance at the stoic male, the female lowered her head and deferentially walked out of the room.

At this moment, the door of the washroom opened and Versailles came out wearing a black robe with blue undergarments and a dark blue belt. The combination of dark colors highlighted her fair complexion and red-gold locks.

Ramose felt his body heat up and his breath catch at his mate's breathtaking appearance. While he saw her every day, it felt as if he was looking at a different person every day. Her beauty was that mesmerizing. As he looked at her from head to toe, he wondered if it was possible to die from a fast heart rate.

"Light, you are beautiful. Come, let me help you do your hair. You cannot refuse me this time because I am not taking no for an answer." Arriving beside her in two strides, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her towards the dressing table.

Versailles knew there was no point in protesting and didn't attempt to refuse his intention. Sighing helplessly, she allowed him to guide her to her seat before the wide mirror.

Gathering her lustrous fire-hair in his hands, Ramose gently and seriously untangled the tangled knots, treating every strand like a precious jewel. Instead of braiding it, he gathered them to the back and placed a fruity-shaped jewel in the center of her head. The purple gleam of the jewel went well with her violet orbs and flame curls.

Satisfied at his creation, he leaned forward and placed a kiss on the side of her temple, causing her to jump.

"What are you doing? If you're done, then get lost. I still need to eat." She tried to push him away, but he didn't budge.

"When did I say you can't eat? I will carry you to the bed and feed you myself." Ignoring her fable protest, he bent and picked her up, carrying her to the bed. Setting her right beside the bedside table, he pulled the tray of food towards him.

"Come, I will feed you."

Ramose raised a spoonful of soup to her mouth. When he saw her lips sealed, he raised his gaze to meet hers.

"What's wrong?"

"I have hands. You don't need to feed me." 

He furrowed his brows in displeasure and replied overbearingly.

"I want to feed you. Now, are you going to obediently open your mouth, or not? If you don't I will be forced to use other methods to feed you."

"Hmph! What other methods could you have?" Versailles wasn't daunted by his threats, scoffing in disdain as she glanced scornfully at him with a proud expression on her face.

Seeing her smug expression, Ramose didn't say anything. He just placed the spoonful of soup in his own mouth and grabbed her head. In the face of her confused expression, he sealed his lips over hers.

The sudden contact made them both shiver, the silent tremors fueling their desire. With his heart pounding in his ears, Ramose slid out his tongue and forced her sealed lips open, transferring the soup from his mouth to hers. 

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Versailles did not expect the method he spoke of to be like this. She was caught off guard by the sudden kiss and when she returned to her senses, she found her mouth filled with soup. With her mate's lips still sealed over hers, she had no choice but to swallow the liquid.

Her cheeks flamed and her eyes glistened as her heart pounded loudly in her chest. Instinctively, she grabbed onto his shoulders and drew him closer to her body. 

"Mnnnn..."

Ramose moaned in pleasure, his mate's obvious invitation stirring his heart and awakening his suppressed desires. Tightening his hold on her head, he deepened the kiss forcing open her lips again to entangle her tongue with his own.

Electric currents shot through his body, making him tremble uncontrollably from the intimacy. Her soft and wet tongue wrapped around his, leaving an explosion of sweetness in his tongue and heart as his senses clouded and her fruity fragrance filled his head.

Ramose felt his body heat up at a faster rate than when he dashed through the flames of the Seven Scorching Layers. He lifted his other hand off the table and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her entire body onto his lap.

Her grip tightened and he felt her proud mounds rub on his flat chest, making him tingle all over. With another suppressed groan full of need, he left her lips and bit onto the soft skin of her neck. She jumped with a yelp that made him chuckle. He lovingly sucked and kissed the bit mark, soothing the sting away.

With great difficulty, he removed his head from her nape and went back to the soup.

"Are you going to eat obediently now, or do you still want me to continue using my methods to feed you?" He asked with a smug expression.

Versailles felt lightheaded, the unexpected attack clouding her mind. But she still heard his words and sensed his pleasure. Blushing at her weak defense and immediate response, she lowered her head and silently drank the soup.

She had no doubt that he would do it again if she so much as made the slightest protest. Rather than embarrass herself, it was better to drink in peace.

Ramose smiled at her docile appearance. His mate was anything but obedient. However, her cute act made his heart soften as warmth filled every inch of his body. Just having her by his side already made him feel a hundred times happier than he ever felt in the past 18 years.

Recalling their heated kiss, his heart raced in anticipation for the future.

After breakfast, Ramose led Versailles out of the red palace, passing a multitude of red halls and corridors before arriving at the north of the Crimson Palace. The lightning here was a little brighter due to the purple radiance emitted by the combination of the Crimson Palace and silver-blue moon.

Flame bugs and Fire Moths flew around a glamorous purple palace with carvings of leaves, flowers, and ancient beasts that seemed to be prostrating towards the owner of the palace. Lines of sparkly silver glow wound around the perimeter of the palace, giving off an isolated and otherworldly charm that separated it from the rest of the Crimson Palace.

The air was fresh with a faint hint of mint as the soft sound of running water spread a melodious note in the region. With no beasts to be seen, a peaceful silence enveloped the place that made one's heart calm and tranquil. Upon a closer look, Versailles discovered the sparkly silver glow was a stream of clear water that surrounded the purple palace.

Her eyes widen at the breathtaking display, the awe and disbelief unconcealable. 

"This is the Purple-Radiance Palace. From now on, it will be your palace. Do you like it?" Ramose softly asked.

"Like it? I love it!"

In the entire Nar realm, there wouldn't be a place that could match the luxury and beauty of this place. Even the Floating Flame Island, which she had once found the most beautiful in the entire Nar realm, paled in comparison to the Purple-Radiance Palace.

This was a place meant for the Kings and Queens of the most prosperous empires of the other six realms. The glamorous and gorgeous layout of the palace did not fit a place like the flaming Nar realm, where blood and gore were the everyday occurrences. 

Ramose smiled in satisfaction, his mate's unrestrained delight warming his heart. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her closer to his side and whispered in her ear.

"So, how will you thank me, Light?"

"Thank you? Do you want me to thank you? Is that why you brought me here?" She raised her brows in disdain, her tilted head and scornful eyes seemingly mocking him for daring to seek payment.

Ramose ignored her pointed sneer and bit on her earlobe. She shivered but remained silent, her reproachful look causing an itch in his heart. "Of course I want you to thank me. Why else would I go so far as to bribe you with a beautiful palace?"

"Why? Because you are my mate...?"

"That I am. But a mate also has desires. So, how about you promise to satisfy me once you get better...hmmm?"

"Huh?"

Versailles went blank for a moment, not catching the underlying meaning in his words. It was only after he looked at her with his feverish eyes that she understood. Flushing bright red, she punched his chest in embarrassment and shame.

"You beast! What are you thinking about, huh?"

"Haha...thinking about you, of course.. Do you even need to ask, hmm?" Giving her slender waist a light pinch, he dragged her towards the Purple-Radiance Palace.

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