Book 15.5: Chapter 4
“You just need to remember what I told you. I’m sure you won’t have an issue with intelligence given that you’re an intelligent animal. You only have three days. Just follow my work schedule, and you’ll be fine.”
The White Deer King worked very, very diligently as per Luna’s instructions. She didn’t admit she was working hard to please Troy, but she was afraid he would be angry. Two days had passed, but the White Deer King still didn’t dare to lift her head to look Troy in the face. She could see his face in the past, but when she saw his face in her human form, her heart would thump scarily.
In the morning, the White Deer King took in a deep breath. It took a lot out of her to pick up the basin of hot water and carry it into the bedroom. His Majesty was already awake. He gave Nier a kiss on her lips and then covered his wife with the blanket. He removed his sleepwear and tossed it onto the ground when he saw the hot water coming over.
Because of the sweat in the atmosphere, Troy’s faint scent dispersed in the air. The White Deer King’s heart beat even faster due to the scent. Troy had just removed his clothes, revealing his thin physique, yet solid, chest. While Troy hadn’t fought much, he did have some scars on him. In the opinion of the White Deer King, scars were a man’s badge. However, Troy’s body was comprised of just scales, so who did the sweat belong to…?
The White Deer King knew her heart would explode if she kept looking at him, but she couldn’t resist the urge to check out Troy’s body. Troy stood up and went over to the White Deer King, leading to the scent on him intensifying. Troy was the Prince of elves and was raised by Vyvyan. The food he ate growing up led to his body having a nice scent. The clear forest scent was what the White Deer King craved. As such, the White Deer King couldn’t help but take in deeper breaths. As a matter of fact, she wanted to lean into Troy.
Troy didn’t intend to let the White Deer King touch his body. Troy was very adverse about others touching his scales. Perhaps it was an inferiority complex. Nevertheless, it was easy for him to wipe his body. He gave his body a simple wipe and tossed the towel into the hot basin. He then rubbed the White Deer King’s head and greeted her with a smile: “Good morning, Bai Lu.”
The White Deer King’s mind went blank. Under normal circumstances, she would be apprehensive about others touching its head, so she would knock his hand away when he touched her head before shooting a glare at him. This time, however, the White Deer King’s mind was completely empty. Her entire body felt as if she melted from the single rub, while an odd sense of bliss warmed her heart, which almost led to her letting out a soothing moan. Still, the White Deer King still didn’t dare to look at Troy. She felt an odd feeling; if she saw his face, she’d pass out.
The White Deer King managed to feel an emotion that was completely different to the past. The White Deer King gradually adapted to being in a human body. She could follow behind Troy, and she dared to look up at his back. Being able to see Troy’s back wasn’t usually an opportunity that she was afforded. Troy was an elf, so he didn’t have a tough physique. Surprisingly, the view of his back strangely told one they could trust him.
The lifestyle was one the White Deer King had never experienced before. She had never experienced the feelings and things she did daily as a human before. To be able to follow behind His Majesty, see his back and feel his warmth was something she cherished. It became a life she yearned for.