Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 131: [Bonus - ] Arielle’s Worries

Arielle’s eyes bulged at that sudden question. Her lips parted slightly, she was very surprised by the king’s words. She knew of the end of the story of the princess and the prince that Tania told her. It was how both of them ended up happily by being united in a marriage bond.

But she was just a princess without having the qualities of a real princess. Doubt entered her heart again. Arielle knew if she married Ronan, it meant she would become a queen.

What if Ronan was disappointed with her in the future because he finally realized she was not good enough for him? Or... what if Ronan regretted that his chosen queen was completely useless?

"I ...."

Ronan could see Arielle’s hesitation. Her pupils moved restlessly. The girl squeezed the blanket in front of her tightly, showing a sign of anxiety.

"Arielle, if you have any doubts. Can you share your doubts with me and tell me?" asked Ronan softly.

He didn’t want to make Arielle feel uncomfortable. Therefore he hoped there was clear communication between the two. Ronan didn’t want any misunderstandings between them.

For him, conflicts caused by miscommunication were the most ridiculous things. If he knew what was in Arielle’s heart, then Ronan could choose how to respond. He didn’t want to risk their relationship by making assumptions. It could lead to Arielle’s disappointment in the future if he made an incorrect assumption.

Arielle was too precious to him, and Ronan wanted to treat her as well as he could. The girl deserved the best. He wanted Arielle to know that Ronan felt very lucky to be loved by a woman like Arielle, and he wanted to repay Arielle’s kindness by giving her all his love. Ronan would give anything for Arielle.

"If I married you, doesn’t that mean I will become the queen of Northendell?" asked Arielle, hesitating.

"Yes."

Arielle’s heart was pounding harder and harder. Her anxiety increased after she got the confirmation. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

How could she become a queen? Was she worthy of that title? She only learned to read and write after Ronan taught her. Arielle knew nothing about the duties of being a queen.

Arielle never knew what it was like to be a real princess. She always spent the day with the servants and palace guards. She was not a real princess and therefore wouldn’t be able to understand how to become a queen. That much she knew.

"But... I don’t know anything about being a queen. I’m even new to reading and writing. I have not gotten quite good on it either. Also, I’m a princess who doesn’t have a good family background or support. My status won’t be much help of you later on."

Ronan smiled. He waited patiently as Arielle furrowed her brows in deep thought. The girl started biting her thumb. Ronan seemed to be starting to understand the girl’s habits. While Arielle was focused on thinking, the girl would subconsciously bite her thumb.

"I think it will take a long time to learn. Being a queen is also not an easy responsibility. I don’t have the authority of a noble like my older sister, Andrea. What if I just embarrass you later?"

"Done? Is there anything else you want to say?"

Arielle leaned back and shook her head. Ronan held Arielle’s hands to rest on his lap. He leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"Arielle, I’ll tell you something important," Ronan said seriously. "To be my queen, I don’t need someone fake who only cares about power and smiles endlessly on a throne without caring about the people around her. I need a queen who is full of love and fairness, one who shares warmth and cares for others."

He continued, "And that is all you are. The North desperately needs a queen like you. No, actually, the world needs more people like you. So North and I would be very grateful if you become our queen."

Ronan watched the girl’s lips begin to tremble. The corners of her eyes began to drop, indicating that Arielle would cry once more.

"To be a queen, you just need to be yourself. That’s enough for us."

"But-"

Ronan immediately put his index finger on Arielle’s lips. He wasn’t done talking yet.

"And don’t compare yourself to others. Andrea, your sister, maybe better in education or have more relations between nobles. But she doesn’t have your heart. Andrea doesn’t have the compassion or warmth that you have."

Arielle didn’t know how to feel. Her heart was warmed by the attention Ronan had given her until now. She felt that she was more valued in the North.

If Arielle had stayed in Nieverdell, she would definitely only be married off to a lowly noble who had nothing, that was if she was lucky enough to be remembered. If not, maybe Arielle would end up alone for the rest of her life.

When Andrea and her siblings had gone through proper education, she only learned to paint. What if Arielle failed in studying? Her lack of confidence would not go away.

And... if she failed, would Ronan replace her with another woman? The man himself had said that choosing his wife was the prerogative of a king. So what if one day Ronan decided he wanted a new concubine? And if the concubine was better than Arielle, would she be removed from her title?

Thinking about all those made Arielle feel more and more panicked.

The thought of her loving Ronan alone while he was in love with another woman really hurt Arielle. The tears that she had been holding back for so long finally fell down to her cheeks.

"What if I can’t live up to your expectations? I... I don’t have the right to forbid you from marrying another better woman in the future. It’s just... I’m afraid that I’ll disappoint you..." Arielle said in a trembling voice.

Ronan sighed. He couldn’t believe Arielle was worried that he would marry another woman. Until now, only Arielle could make Ronan feel alive again.

He had met many women in his past, but only Arielle could really fill the void in his life. No woman could replace the warmth Arielle gave him.

Ronan pulled Arielle’s body and hugged her tightly.