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"Well... I read in the book... I am talking about that blank page. I read that the black-eyed female werewolves can possess some kind of power that will enable them to absorb a dark mage's power if she can kill that dark mage," I said.

"I am not sure and I don't know much about King Ford, but there is a possibility that it might be true. You see, if his mother had black eyes, then she perhaps had killed a dark mage and absorbed their power. Because of that, she might not be a dark mage descendant, but she still could possess the power of a dark mage."

"This means black mana would flow inside her body just like a dark mage's. I heard that King Ford's mother, the previous queen of Trouvaille was not from any Royal family. That means, she did not have Alpha blood flowing inside her. And I saw her portrait as well. She had black eyes. She was from Mazazine, just like your mother."

"A dark mage's child will also have black mana inside them because the dark mage has black mana inside them. And if his mother had black mana inside her, then it is possible for King Ford to have black mana inside him as well. I know I am thinking too much. I just can't let go of any possibility, you see."

"You..."

"Hm?"

"You are a genius," he said.

"What?"

"It can be true. There is a huge possibility that it might be true," he said. "What you said is right. His mother indeed had black eyes and as per the book, there is a huge chance that she killed a dark mage and acquired their power."

Thankfully, Dem did not think I was blabbering nonsense. I was kind of worried that I was just overthinking things.

"If I am right, then it describes everything," I said. "A dark mage can detect another dark mage. At this moment, my power is not fully awakened, but perhaps because of Luc's trying, it is partially awakened. That's why I managed to awaken the book's power that day. Since I don't have any training on how to hide this small amount of power that's awakened, perhaps he found it out."

"Yes, it can happen," he nodded. "Now there is one thing we must do."

"Yes?"

"We have to meet him."

"King Ford?"

"Yes," he said. "If he knows about it, then we have no choice but to negotiate with him. And ask him what he wants. But first of all, we have to make sure if he truly knows."

"Then when are we going to meet him?"

"Though I don't want you to meet him, we don't have a choice," he sighed. "I will send him a letter now and then let's see what he says."

"Alright," I nodded.

The wind was pleasant. But there was again an unpleasant feeling. It was as if I was being warned that something bad was going to happen very soon.

'I'm just tired, perhaps.'

These days, I did not have much strength left inside me. All the time, I would feel fatigued. I could not stay up and walk around for a long time. I had to take a rest every once in a while. Even resting felt tiring now. I wondered when I would be able to return back to normal, or if I would ever be able to be normal.

Dem never mentioned it again. He pretended as if I was not pregnant in the first place. And I knew why.

Because whenever he thought of the fact that I was with his child, he was reminded that I might die because of it. But every night when I closed my eyes, I sometimes heard him whispering that I was going to be alright, he would not let anything happen to me. Sometimes, my heart would break hearing his almost devastated tone.

How much did this man love me to say those words with that heartbreaking voice?

"Want to go back?" he asked.

"Hmm...," I mumbled and nodded at him. I took a last look around the roof and then returned with him.

'What's this strange feeling now? I feel like... someone is watching me...'

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing... Just tired," I said. I did not want to worry him anymore now. And I was not sure if someone was watching me. It was just a feeling.

"Take some rest then. Then have your lunch. I won't be able to have lunch with you," he said. "I have some work to do."

"It's fine. Don't worry about me," I gave him a weak smile. "Just do what you have to."

"Hey, keep talking to me, alright?" he muttered, touching my cheek. "If anything is wrong, just tell me. Don't keep it to yourself. I don't my wife to pressure yourself."

"I won't. I will talk to you," I reassured him.

He sighed and kissed me on the forehead and then on the lips. The touch of his lips was very gentle as if he was scared that if he kissed me too hard, I would get hurt.

"Dem..."

"I will leave," he said abruptly, turning his face away. His ears were red and his hands were fisted tightly as if he was suppressing something. "Take care of yourself."

"I will...," I said and just the moment he was going to leave, I held his hand and pulled him towards me. He seemed taken aback. "I will wait for you tonight. I want to satisfy your big man with all I can."

He looked back at me sharply. His face was red and his eyes were glowing dangerously. "I will come back as soon as possible then."

I knew he would be back soon. He was just too eager.