Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 55: A Nightmare?

The room was so quiet, the only sound was the sound of the fire crackling the wood and the occasional loud clunk when Arielle accidentally scooped the soup deeper until her spoon accidentally met the bowl.

The girl did not lift her face at all because she was so nervous to be watched so closely by the king.

Arielle and Ronan had previously shared long gazes many times before. It was just that since the day that the kiss happened in addition to two days of not seeing each other, it made Arielle very awkward around him.

Especially when they met earlier, Ronan kissed her again so suddenly as if it was something normal.

Ronan was also very casual. Or maybe Arielle was overthinking this too much?

"What about you? Have you eaten? " asked Arielle after she chewed down on the little pumpkin pieces that were so sweet.

"Just seeing you is enough for me."

"Do not be like that. Would you like me to prepare lunch for you, Your Majesty?"

"No, thank you. I need to rest my stomach after a long journey."

Long journey? Arielle asked in her heart.

Ah, Arielle just remembered that Ronan had left the palace for two days. Arielle put down her spoon. She had had enough even though there was still half a portion left in her bowl. The girl grabbed a glass of warm milk and drank moderately.

"Done?"

"I had quite a lot of breakfast earlier," answered Arielle, who felt full. To be honest, she wasn’t full yet. It was just that eating while being watched made Arielle feel uncomfortable, and it took away her appetite.

"There’s still a few hours left. Get some rest and warm yourself up."

Arielle grabbed the man’s shirt.

"Your Majesty, I can rest in my own room."

Ronan just chuckled then removed the small dining table from Arielle’s lap. The man crawled over to the bed and lay down beside her. Arielle clutched her chest. Her heart was beating very fast. The man wrapped his arms around Arielle’s body and pulled the girl slowly to lie down with him.

"I’m quite tired these last two days. I need your help as a friend. Let me hug you tonight."

Arielle wasn’t sure how to reply. Her eyes blinked as Ronan rested his head on her shoulder. It didn’t take long for Ronan to fall asleep.

Arielle, who had felt her body tense, slowly relaxed her tension. She glanced to her right to see the two eyes closed peacefully.

"Is he that tired?" muttered Arielle feeling pity.

Maybe today, Arielle was overreacting by being too clumsy. The man himself didn’t even seem affected by that. Arielle held her lips, feeling sad.

(Eh, why should I feel disappointed?)

Arielle shook her head quickly and erased the silly question that suddenly popped into her head. She once again tried to make up her mind. Ronan considered her a friend, and Arielle also couldn’t be awkward with her friends. It would only make the man feel sad. He would assume Arielle was not really serious about wanting to be his friend.

Whatever Ronan did might have to do with royal business. The man slept without using a pillow and only brought his face close to Arielle’s arm. Arielle seemed to see the figure of a child in the peaceful face of the king while sleeping.

She felt a bit sorry so Arielle lifted the man’s head to insert a pillow below him. However, before Arielle could take the pillow from above her head, Ronan pushed closer and rested his head on Arielle’s outstretched arms. The faces of the two became closer than before.

Arielle’s body froze for a moment.

Ronan went back to sleep peacefully, but it only lasted a moment because suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips pursed. Arielle tried to straighten the wrinkles on the man’s forehead and made Ronan squirm a little in his sleep.

"Mom..." muttered Ronan quietly.

"Hmm? Mom?"

"Mom... don’t... please... I promise to be a good boy..." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Arielle was so surprised to see tears fall from his closed eyes in front of her. She hesitated to wake the man. Ronan would probably feel embarrassed if Arielle woke him from crying. Arielle didn’t want to make her current situation even more awkward.

Arielle decided to let it be. Slowly she wiped a tear away.

"Mom..." Ronan called softly.

A dream? Nightmare?

Arielle remembered that the wound on the king’s face was made by his mother. This meant the man might have a bad dream. But what nightmare had made this man sleep so restlessly? Was Ronan’s past with his mother not good?

Arielle looked at Ronan sadly. Even a king can have his own fear that haunts his sleep.

Arielle shook her head. That shouldn’t be her worry for now. What did one have to do when someone else had a bad dream? Arielle tried to put herself in Ronan’s shoes.

If Arielle had a bad dream and woke up in need of comfort, she’d go to Tania’s room and ask Tania to hug her tightly and sing her a lullaby. Then Tania would also give her a kiss on the forehead afterward. Tania said it could erase Arielle’s memory of the nightmare she had just gone through.

Arielle slowly smoothed the black hair that covered the man’s forehead then kissed it gently.

"Shh... everything will be fine," Arielle said softly. She did it while she brushed and smoothened all the wrinkles that remained on the man’s forehead.

Unfortunately, the man still seemed unhappy in bed and he trembled slightly.

So, it made her come to a decision. Arielle was not awkward as she hugged Ronan’s body and pressed the man’s face to her chest. It was something that Tania always did after all. Arielle was comforted by the heartbeat of her maid.

Ronan unconsciously tightened his embrace and Arielle didn’t protest at all. Her lips soon hummed a tune of the lullaby that Tania always sang to her. Every now and then, she combed the man’s hair with her fingers.