Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

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“Who told you to serve this? Not everyone can consume raw meat! Take it away!”

A furious voice belonging to the young man boomed from the throne, causing everyone in the large hall to jump in

fright.

He was now glaring at the plate of raw meat, his beautiful face looking especially somber.

Lucy was dumbstruck.

She quickly turned to the king, only to notice that he was also staring at his son in puzzlement.

“Kaiden, wouldn't it be nice for them to give this a try?”

“We're dealing with foreigners and businessmen, Father. What if they start hunting our deer after tasting them? We

can trade silver and textiles, but the deer belong to the wild. If we refuse to trade these animals with them, they'll

resort to hunting,” the young man remarked coldly.

Realization dawned on the king as he heard that.

He, too, turned grim and roared at Lucy, who was kneeling on the ground. “You insolent! Who told you to serve

this? What are you waiting for? Take it away!”

“But-”

“You dare defy my orders? Men! Get her out of my sight! Make her remember her place!”

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The king immediately ordered for the woman to be whipped as her punishment.

While everyone in the hall watched her being dragged away, the foreign businessmen appeared visibly confused.

Vivian was no different, but she quickly returned to her senses and felt relieved as someone came up to remove

the bloody dish from the table.

The feast lasted for over an hour.

When it was over, everyone got ready to view the products.

“Well, now that we're done with our meals, allow me to introduce you to our products,” the chief announced.

“Please do,” the businessmen responded.

Vivian, who had just finished her food, quickly followed them.

The group exited the court and headed toward a few tribe members' houses where the products were being

exhibited.

She walked along with the businessmen while introducing each product to them in French.

“Have a look, Mr. Will. Everything here is purely handmade, and this is what they used to dye the goods. It's called

woad, scientifically known as isatis tinctoria.”

The young girl had such an eloquent demeanor—unlike when she was busy stuffing her face back in the hall.

The businessmen appeared satisfied and now had a grown interest in the tribe members' goods.

“What a remarkable young lady, I must say,” the chief commented. “She knows so much for her age. Elysium will

benefit greatly if this event turns out to be a success, Your Majesty.”

“Indeed.”

The king finally appeared pleased as he nodded.

Just as he was preparing to head to the following house, he noticed his son next to him staring right at Vivian.

The young man's eyes had always been cold and unapproachable, but for some reason, there was now a slight hint

of gentleness in them as though a ray of light was slowly melting an iceberg.

The king said nothing.

“Let's go, Prince Kurt,” said the chief as he noticed the prince spacing out.

Kurt snapped back to reality and retracted his gaze. By the time he turned to leave, his eyes had regained their

usual frostiness.

Noticing that, the king stared at the young man's back with a profound expression.

“When is his birthday?”

“Hmm?” The chief hastily turned to look at the king. “Are you referring to Prince Kurt, Your Majesty?”

“Yes.”

“Very soon. On the eighth, to be exact. You've mentioned wanting to have him select the candidates for his royal

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concubine, Your Majesty, so I've already informed a few of those families,” the chief explained thoroughly.

Turning sixteen was a huge deal in Elysium.

Here, the age of sixteen signified adulthood and members of the royal family would immediately begin wedding

preparations for the princesses.

Of course, the princes were no exception.

In fact, it was all the more important. That was why the royal court had long prepared for the arrival of their future

ruler. Not only were they going to hold his coming of age ceremony on a grand scale, but they also intended to

provide him with an extraordinary selection of royal concubines.

Lucy was one of the candidates.

The king nodded approvingly.

The group continued to walk ahead. The next house they were going to involve silver ornaments. As Vivian had little

knowledge in this area, she let the chief do the explaining while she admired the products alongside the

businessmen.

“Do you like them, young lady?”

The tribe members approached her enthusiastically, assuming she was also a foreigner because of her attire and

the group she had arrived with.

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