Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 660: Princess Irene Learning Some Social Interaction

William could see the fear in the little princess’s eyes vividly. Princess Irene had a past that couldn’t be said to be normal. Arielle had told him everything, including what the werewolf did to the princess. It was the worst.

He couldn’t imagine if he was in the girl’s position. William averted his face when the wind brushed past him. It also blew the princess’ coat hood. Because Irene’s hair was in a bun, her neck was visible.

William’s heart ached after hearing what the girl had been through. He could understand why Ronan was so mad at that time. Irene, who was still a minor, was forced to carry out the mating procession, leaving traces of wounds on her shoulders that could not be erased completely. William politely put back the girl’s hood so that she would not catch a cold.

William could also understand the reason Irene built high walls that were difficult to break down. He just hoped that Sasha could help the princess slowly get out of her protective shell.

The reality of the world wasn’t always beautiful, but seeing everything from the positive side, there was no darkness if there was no light. And if we wanted to start enjoying the beauty of the world, we had to start by changing the way we saw the world itself.

Just look at Lazarus. The man always laughed out loud almost every day, like he had no burden at all, and so did William. He didn’t really think that the world was bad and rotten. Even if he had to be under Northendell’s extreme cold all day, William was sure he and Lazarus could still laugh together, especially if Kael or Ronan joined them.

"Um... being afraid of something is a normal thing. Everyone can feel afraid. I often feel afraid too. Even Lazarus, who has dealt with storms every day, still has fear when he is faced with your angry brother. It’s just how we turn the fear that resides in our heart into something else."

"Turn into what?"

"Become thirty seconds of courage."

Irene tilted her head in confusion. William laughed at the girl’s innocent face. It Reminded him of Arielle.

"What do you mean by thirty seconds of courage?" Irene asked curiously.

"Hmm... this way. Lazarus once taught me how."

William raised his hand then clenched it very tightly. He put his fist in front of Irene so the girl could see it clearly.

"Lazarus said you just do whatever you’re afraid of for thirty seconds and let the laws of cause-and-effect work after that. For example, I’m afraid of haunted houses and got stuck in one of them. I just need to clench my fists tightly, take a long breath of air, then run as fast as I can to jump out the window and voila! I’m already outside the haunted house."

William stood up. "Another example that Lazarus had done was... ah, but don’t ever do it okay? Lazarus had almost drowned in that river. That’s because Kael fell into a cold river and no one helped him. At that time, Lazarus was not good at swimming. He clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and then plunged into the river. He did manage to catch Kael, but he also almost drowned because of his action, so I ran to call Ronan, your brother, who happened to be relaxing here. I forced him to help Kael and Lazarus, and the two of them were successfully saved."

Irene looked at her pale hands. Then, she glanced at William’s hand alternately.

"And now I ask, Princess. If there’s someone in front of you who wants to be your friend, how do you approach them? Are you going to clench your fists, take a deep breath, and then run in the opposite direction, running away?" William asked.

Irene thought for a moment. She stood up and faced William. Then, she clenched her fists in front of her while looking at the man with determination. William could see the same expression he had seen on Ronan’s face before. The two of them were indeed siblings. If Princess Irene was braver and bold, maybe both of them would look much more alike.

"What am I going to do? I will clench my fists tightly, take a deep breath, and approach them to introduce myself," Irene answered confidently.

"Are you sure?" William asked. "You won’t feel shy?"

Irene thought for a moment. "Yeah, I will try to turn my fear into thirty seconds of courage, right? After that, I can do whatever I want."

William nodded proudly. He raised his hand to ask the princess to toss with her, and Irene accepted it with enthusiasm until a teenage boy with thick glasses accidentally bumped into William’s shoulder, scattering the pile of books he was carrying.

"Ah, sorry, Sir. I... I... didn’t see you there," he said in a trembling voice.

William glanced at Irene, and the girl just blinked her eyes. The two of them seemed to be talking telepathically.

Irene clenched her fists tightly, took a deep breath, and then left William. She helped the boy to pick up some of the books on the ground. She also brushed the snow that stuck to the top of the cover.

"Um... do you.. n-need some help carrying the books?" asked Irene, making William’s jaw drop in awe.

"I-if you don’t mind. I-I don’t think I can carry all of it myself," the boy replied.

William pressed his lips in disbelief. He never thought that the princess would do it that far. He only thought that Irene would help the child.m, and that was all.

Somehow, William felt very proud, like a father who sent his daughter to see the world. He also felt like crying because Irene, who he had thought like his own sister, finally braced herself to take one step forward.

Irene turned to look at him and, before she asked, William happily gave her permission to help the boy carry his books to the library. William was deeply moved to see the princess leaving with the boy.

He was almost about to take out his handkerchief because he was feeling touched by the sight, until Aimee tapped his shoulder, making him startle.

"Where, Princess Irene?" Aimee asked while looking around.

"She is learning social interaction."