Chapter 223

　　King Lucien stepped out from his bathroom to his bedroom, he was greeted with the sight of Danika sleeping peacefully, curled into herself. 　　He stopped, his eyes taking in the way her long eyelash protected her eyes, the white flawlessness of her skin and her bandaged arm. The stead rise and fall of her upper body. 　　Automatically, his eyes went to the swell of her belly. 　　A feeling that was strange to him a few days ago—but not so strange since the day before—spread all over his chest. Is this what joy feels like? 　　His eyes lingered for long moments. 　　Then, he walked towards the other end of the bed and withdrew the discarded bedsheet on the floor, he threw it over her body to cover her up. 　　Afterwards, he dressed up in steady sure movements. Picking up his gold belt, he began tying it around waist, "Dargak." 　　A few moments passed before the door opened and Dargak entered. "Yes, Your Highness." 　　"Tell Baski to bring Remeta and the little boy to me." He stated, reachin