The Mind-Reading Mate: Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me?!-Chapter 148: Suspicion

He had blamed everything on his assistant, claiming he had trusted the man completely and that it was the assistant who had stolen the money.

There had been enough evidence pointing to the assistant, and the court sentenced him to death.

However, just a few days before the execution, the Marquess’s assistant took his own life by slitting his neck with a shard of glass.

Some people said he had left a letter for the Marquess before he died, but unfortunately, the letter was never found.

So it remained nothing more than a rumor, whispers behind closed doors.

At that time, Edmund had also been dealing with a far more pressing issue: a group of beastkin who had been robbing and killing humans.

That situation had forced him to travel repeatedly to the human kingdoms, where he had to endure harsh words and bitter insults from humans while investigating the matter.

Primrose hadn’t known much about it back then. She hadn’t had access to kingdom records, so she chose not to get involved.

But now, looking back, she finally understood just how heavy Edmund’s burden had been, facing all that alone, while trying to protect everyone.

No wonder he hadn’t given much attention to the issue with the Marquess of Moonshadow and had left it for the court to handle.

But now that the issue had resurfaced earlier than expected, maybe she could use it to take the Marquess down, while making sure to clear the Marchioness’s name so she wouldn’t be dragged down with her husband.

"Should we investigate this while we’re here?" Primrose slid off Edmund’s lap and sat beside him so she could get a clearer view of the road.

She continued, "You can speak to the Marquess, and I’ll talk to the Marchioness."

That way, she could find the right moment to tell Raven that she wanted to help her get rid of her husband, and even arrange for her to meet with Salem again.

Edmund finally nodded. "Yes, I think that’s a good idea."

He added, "In his reports, the Marquess always claimed he was using the budget to maintain the roads regularly, but from what we’ve seen, the actual condition is far from what he described."

Usually, whenever Edmund planned to visit Moonshadow, he would inform the Marquess at least a week in advance.

That gave the Marquess just enough time to do last-minute repairs, so the roads looked fine by the time Edmund arrived.

But this time, because Primrose had insisted on keeping their visit a secret, they hadn’t sent any notice to Moonshadow.

"And what if he’s been doing something shady behind your back?" Primrose asked, closing the window to keep more cold air from entering the carriage.

Without hesitation, Edmund replied, "Then the court will decide his fate. But in Noctvaris, those who misuse public funds for personal gain are sentenced to death."

Primrose actually appreciated that law. It made nobles and officials think twice before doing anything corrupt.

To her, the Emperor of Vellmoria seemed far too soft, only giving jail time to corrupt nobles, and sometimes letting them go early if they behaved well.

"Then ... what about his family?" Primrose asked while holding her breath.

She couldn’t help but worry about Raven’s fate if her husband was found guilty of embezzlement.

As far as she remembered, any family members who were also involved in the crime would face the same punishment.

Edmund replied to Primrose’s words a bit hesitantly this time. "It depends. If the Marchioness is proven to be involved ... then the court would also sentence her to death."

He thought to himself, [What should I do? Would my wife hate me if I allowed one of her close friends to be executed?]

"I understand," Primrose said, her tone shifting into something calm and serious. "You should investigate this thoroughly, Your Majesty. If the Marchioness is indeed involved, then let the court decide her fate."

Her words were a signal, letting him know she wouldn’t be upset, even if Raven was sentenced to death, as long as she was truly guilty.

Because at the end of the day, Edmund wasn’t just her husband, he was the King of Noctvaris, and it was his duty to uphold justice, not act out of emotion for his wife’s sake.

Besides, Primrose believed Edmund would investigate everything carefully, making sure all evidence presented in court was solid and true.

And more than that, she herself would do everything she could to find a way to keep Raven from ending up in court alongside her husband.

As long as her instincts about Raven were correct, it wouldn’t be too hard to free the Marchioness from the chains of her abusive husband.

"Your Majesty, we found a safe place to set up camp!" one of the soldiers called out from outside the carriage.

Edmund opened the small window slightly and gave his command. "Set up the tents right away. The sun will be setting soon."

The soldier hesitated for a moment. "Your Majesty, should we prepare one tent or two?"

Edmund went quiet, thinking. [Maybe two? If she sleeps alone, I could make sure her tent is filled with extra blankets and pillows.]

But just as that thought crossed his mind, Primrose gently tugged on his sleeve.

Her serious expression had already softened, replaced by the shy and sweet look of his adorable wife.

"Husband," she whispered, "I don’t want to sleep alone."

She wasn’t scared of ghosts or unseen creatures, but sleeping alone in a tent surrounded by thick forest did feel ... a little strange.

Besides, what if a vicious animal suddenly attacked her tent? Wouldn’t it be better if she slept with her husband?

Edmund cleared his throat, trying to calm the sudden chaos in his mind after hearing her words. "My wife will be sleeping in the same tent as me tonight," he said firmly.

The soldier immediately nodded, and Primrose could hear the strange thoughts running through his mind. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

[I should tell the others to set up the tents a bit farther from the King and Queen’s. It would be awkward if we saw their tent swaying in the middle of the night ...]

Seriously?

Who said the tent was going to sway in the middle of the night?!

Just because they were sleeping in the same tent didn’t mean they were going to have sex!