Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 644
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Rufusâ POV:
Hearing this, I was surprised. In my eyes, my father was still in his prime. Why did he want to step
down for the throne so early?
I didnât respond. Perhaps he was just exhausted because of what happened to Richard. Maybe he would reconsider his decision after a while.
Plus, I didnât want to inherit the throne just yet. I wanted to spend more time with Sylvia before seÈtling down and having a chill.
Once I became the lycan king, I would be completely consumed by government affairs. I didnât want to become a machine who lived solely to work.
But even I had to admit that it would be nice to have a child soon. Be it a son or a daughter, I could pass the throne to my chìld when the time was right.
That way, Iâd be able to spend more time with Sylvia again and only tend to the government when necessary. Such a plan sounded wonderful to me.
Therefore, having children as soon as possible didnât sound like such a bad idea after all.
âI watched your webcast by the way. Everyone thinks highly of you. Public support is what makes a king a king. You did well, my son. Iâm not worried now. Iâm relieved to hand the empire to you. I believe youâll make a great ruler.â
Then, he patted me on the shoulder and chuckled.
âRelax, son. No need to be so nervous. Things will only get better from here.â
I still wanted to dissuade my father, but he didnât give me the chance. âI know what you want to say, but trust me. Iâve made up my mind. Donât try to convince me otherwise. I havenât been the best father and husband lately. Once I step down from the throne, Iâll be able to spend more time with, your mother. Iâll give her our long overdue honeymoon and weâll travel around the world.
Your mother might be sharp-tongued, but deep dówn, sheâs soft-hearted. Although she hates me now, once I kneel down in front of her and I apologize sincerely, I just know sheâll give in. After all, she must be sick and tired of staying in the palace. I think sheâll support my decisions.â
As he spoke, my fatherâs eyes lit up slightly, but then they soon became a little gloomy. Perhaps it was because my mother still refused to see him.
I could tell that he meant what he said, so I gave up trying to dissuade him.
Instead, I gave him a hug and solemnly promised,
âDonât worry, Father. Iâll take care of everything.â
He patted me on the shoulder and sighed with relief. âThatâs more enough.â
I smiled and we locked eyes. The trust and promise between men were all in silence.
After that, I said goodbye to my father and we parted ways.
Omar said excitedly, âNowâs the time to think about your proposal to Sylvia! The lycan king himself has asked you to get married as soon as possible, so we have to hurry. We canât wait any longer!â
âI agree.
Thinking of this, I had a headache. I wanted to give Sylvia an unforgettable proposal, but I really didnât know how to go about it.
ââBook a hot air balloon. Or go paragliding If you propose to her mid-air, she wonât be able to escape even if she wants to refuse! Sheâll be shocked for sure!â Omar fired one idea after another excitedly.
Youâre a genius,â I said dryly. However, even I couldnât deny that his ideas were pretty unforgettable.
âYes, yes, I know. Anyway, you should get a move on. You have to get married to Sylvia as soon as possible.â
âNo need to tell me twice, snorted coldly. Iâd literally thought about hundreds of ways to propose.
As soon as I stepped foot in my room, a white wolf pounced on me, knocking me to the floor.