Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

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Even though this was their first meeting, Anders immediately recognized her identity. She was Nyx. There wasn't anyone else who could sit beside the emperor.

It didn't look like a mere concubine attending to him, but rather as if Aurelius had given her half his seat.

In front of Aurelius, Anders dared not show any inappropriate emotion. He could only silently grumble, then wipe his face, tears streaming down. "Your Majesty, I am guilty..."

Anders who commanded respect in the outside world was now crying in front of Aurelius, kowtowing to beg for forgiveness on behalf of his son, claiming that he had already punished the boy with a severe beating.

No matter how much he loved his son, the punishment was inevitable. Only by taking action himself and showing his attitude could he hope for Aurelius's mercy.

Aurelius' face showed a moment of sympathy. "Your son is in poor health. He should be spoken to kindly, not beaten."

At over sixty years old, Anders only had this one son, who was frail and had almost died from several severe illnesses. Later, he sought a master to treat him, pretending the boy was his sixth son to deceive the grim reaper..

Although the story sounded mysterious, it was what helped him raise his only child.

Unfortunately, due to his indulgence, the boy turned out to be a good-for-nothing, spending his days drinking and carousing with bad mates, and when drunk, he became uncontrollable.

Nyx lowered her gaze to the desk, where a stack of evidence against Lewis had been placed. Fortunately, it wasn't too bad- mostly disputes involving damaged property-but there were no serious crimes like bullying or harassment.

Lewis needed discipline, but it wasn't beyond saving.

Aurelius called for two imperial physicians and instructed, "Go with the Marquis and treat his son well."

Anders went speechless.

He knelt and thanked Aurelius, but inwardly gritted his teeth.

He thought, 'These aren't physicians being sent to treat my son. They are clearly spies sent to assess his injuries.'

He truly didn't want to beat his son. What he said about nearly beating him to death was just an exaggeration.

After a few refusals, since Aurelius's order could not be ignored, he had no choice but to sweat coldly as he led the two physicians home, his heart heavy with worry.

When he returned to the mansion, the gate opened, and his foolish son rushed toward him, nimble as ever. "Father." With the physicians' subtle glances, Anders' headache deepened.

Seeing his face turn pale, Lewis paused in his steps and belatedly realized that something was wrong.

Two imperial doctors stepped forward, introduced themselves, and explained their purpose. His face turned even paler, his heart sinking.

He thought, 'It's over. This time, it isn't just my life at risk; it seems I have also dragged my father into it.

Anders and Lewis waited anxiously as the imperial doctors finished their diagnosis and packed away their medical boxes. One of them shrank back, as if trying to reduce his presence to the minimum, while the other steeled himself and stepped forward, trying to salvage the situation. "Please, Your Excellency, stay a moment..."

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Whether it was to explain things to Aurelius and Nyx, or to vent his anger over being betrayed by his foolish son, he was truly going to punish his son this time. He wouldn't spare his son from this beating.

He would make sure his son stayed in bed for at least half a month.

From across the courtyard, the two imperial doctors heard the sounds of chaos inside. After carefully distinging the noise of sticks hitting flesh, they exchanged a knowing glance, nodded in satisfaction, and returned to the palace to repr Aurelius was actually quite dissatisfied with this outcome, thinking it was too light. Nyx, on the other hand, thought it was just right. It had served as a warning to Anders and his son, without making too much of a spectacle and inciting public dissatisfaction.

"This is a time of peace; we should use less harsh punishment," Nyx said, stroking the belly of the little cat. "You're not a tyrant. You understand the principles, no need for me to say more."

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"The son of Anders is certainly at fault. A beating was sufficient; his crime doesn't warrant beheading," she recalled the man's storytelling skills. Drunk, he was still coherent. He wasn't completely useless, so she smiled slightly and added, "Keeping his head might still come in handy..."

The little cat's soft, warm belly was a delight to pet. It rose and fell with each breath, not resisting at all.

Nyx spoke while rubbing the cat, losing herself in the sensation.

Until the feeling suddenly changed, and she was taken aback. Before she could react, the cat had turned the tables on her.

There was no one else in the bedchamber, with Aron guarding outside, so no one would interrupt them.

Aurelius grabbed her slender waist, and with a playful gesture, rubbed her belly. Her face immediately turned red.

The same action, when she was petting the cat, felt harmless, but with Aurelius doing it, the vibe shifted completely.

The size difference was too great. His piercing blue eyes looked down at her with unmistakable aggression.

At that moment, Nyx felt completely controlled, her hairs standing on end.