The War God’s Favorite

Chapter 44

The Favored Heir Cassandra didn’t hear the carnage behind them, and she didn’t want to. She cried silently against

Kairen’s neck. She couldn’t endure any more emotions for the day. She was angry, sad, and

exhausted. Her Prince carried her without a word, back to the Palace. No one dared to bother them.

She didn’t look up again until they reached the gates.

Kairen brought her to his apartment and gently placed her on the bed. She wasn’t crying anymore, but

her eyes were red. He hated seeing her like this.

“I’ll send people to look for your sister.”

Cassandra sighed.

“Back then, when I had just been sold to my first Master… I looked for her every chance I had. I asked

so many people… I was caught and punished several times for venturing outside when I wasn’t

allowed to. I just wanted to find her so badly. She always looked so much like me, I knew someone

would recognize her right away if they saw me.”

“What’s her name?”

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Kairen nodded, and rubbed her back.

“We’ll find her.”

“She may not be in the Capital anymore, it’s been so long,” cried Cassandra.

Before she could add anything else, Kairen gently kissed her, and pulled her into the middle of the bed.

He kept kissing her, until she finally began to slowly respond to his kiss.

Her sister had been lost for almost ten years. Even if the news that she may have been sold to a

brothel was hard, Cassandra still had hope. If she was alive, with the Prince’s help, they would find her.

Right now, there was something important to celebrate. Kairen was going down to her jawline, onto her

neck, down to her collarbone. Her skin was now all his to touch, caress, and kiss, as much as he

wanted. Even on Cassandra’s pale skin, one could see the thin tan line from her slavery days. Eight

years… For eight years her neck and shoulders had carried the weight of that heavy, rusted metal.

“I want to bathe,” she suddenly said.

“Now?”

Cassandra nodded, and Kairen quickly kissed her before leaving the bed, allowing her to sit up. He had

gone to give orders to the servants in waiting. After a few minutes, they had her bath ready, lukewarm

water with flowers and oils, right in the middle of the room. They dismissed the servants that were

waiting with towels in order to be alone.

Cassandra undressed, revealing the little belly under her dress. Her breasts, too, had gotten a bit fuller

and more firm during those last weeks. Kairen helped her step inside the bathtub, sitting behind her as

she liked.

She could finally relax a bit inside the water, with the Prince’s warm torso against her back. Kairen

brushed her hair back, kissing her neck and shoulder.

“We should celebrate,” he whispered.

“That I’m no longer a slave?”

“That and… this,” he said, caressing her tummy.

Cassandra nodded, smiling a bit for the first time in a while. She put her hand over his, feeling a lot

better just from his touch.

“How do you celebrate?” she asked.

“Probably a feast… Gifts… I want to get you something.”

She chuckled. She would never have guessed the War God was into gifts. So far, all he had given her

was gold bars! He was so rich he didn’t need to buy anything for himself, as was all of the Imperial

Family,

“More dresses?” She asked.

“No…a necklace.”

Cassandra was a bit surprised. A necklace? What kind of necklace was he thinking about?

“I understand my brothers better now.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, a bit confused.

“You’ll see tonight.”

He was probably talking about the Feast. Since they were in the Imperial Palace, they would probably

have to attend. Last time, Cassandra had been there as a slave. Now she was a free woman. That

feeling was still too new to her. Despite the weight being taken off her neck, she had yet to get used to

not being a slave anymore. Her status had risen considerably in just a few seconds. She was a low-

rank Concubine, now, which meant she had

gone from the lowest status in this country to one of the highest.

“Why did you ask your father to… take you out of the running as his heir?” she asked, suddenly

remembering that

issue.

Kairen glanced at her pregnant belly, his dark eyes bearing a solemn expression.

“To protect you…and our son. As long as I can inherit the throne, you’ll both be in danger. Constantly.”

“But…it’s such an important matter.”

He sighed, and pulled her closer, pouring water on her back, washing her gently.

“I don’t care about being an Emperor. I don’t want you to be scared or unhappy.”

Cassandra shook her head. “You can’t make this kind of decision like that. No wonder the Emperor was

so unhappy about it.”

Wasn’t he the most favored of the six sons? The Emperor may act childish when his favorite

Concubine was around, but Cassandra knew how smart he really was. He wouldn’t act that way

towards Kairen if he wasn’t a good Heir. Moreover, he was the best Dragon-tamer, that fact alone

spoke volumes about him too.

Kairen frowned, confused by her reaction. “You don’t like that?”

“It’s not just about me. There are so many more people than just me in this country. What if whoever

becomes the Emperor is bad or an incompetent person? Hundreds, or even thousands, of people could

die.”

She gently brushed his hair, looking at him. He was such a powerful and respected man, yet all he

could see was her? Cassandra leaned closer to kiss him, enjoying this sweet taste between them. At

first, she was so scared of him, but now…now he was her refuge, the one person she wanted to be

with, unconditionally.

They kept kissing and caressing each other for a long time in the bath. Kairen had a new and

embarrassing game;

leaving a trail of hickeys from her neck to her breasts. When she noticed them in the mirror, Cassandra

sighed. “I – didn’t think you would enjoy my collar being gone to this extent.”

The Prince smirked behind her, putting his pants back on before calling the servants back. A dozen of

them ran in

to help them prepare for the banquet. Kairen only had his scaled braces on and stayed shirtless, as he

chased and scared anyone who tried to get close to him.

Hence, the servants focused on Cassandra, helping her get ready from head to toe. With her collar

gone, it was a whole new attitude they had toward her. They were extremely careful with each

movement. They kept bowing and avoiding eye contact until Cassandra begged them to stop.”

“It’s alright, you’ll hurt your back or neck if you keep bowing like that.”

They seemed surprised by her attitude. It was probably very different from the usual Concubines. It

took a while before they stopped bowing continuously. Yet, they still tried not to look at her directly.

“If the Imperial Concubine has a preference..

They kept showing her dozens of necklaces, bracelets, earrings, and rings, confusing her. Everything

was shining with gold and gems, in all the colors she could think of. How come they had so much

jewelry available for her? She had some that she had bought while at the Onyx and Diamond Palaces,

but not here!

“The Emperor has insisted, Your Highness. the Third Prince’s Imperial Concubine shall be entitled to

own anything she likes.”

Cassandra was speechless. Now, even the Emperor was treating her like a Princess! Had The

Concubine Mother played a part in this? Kairen didn’t seem surprised one bit. He stood up, glancing at

the jewelry.

“Father is probably trying to calm Mother through you. And he’s happy about the baby, too.”

Kairen picked a thin gold one, with emeralds, diamonds, and handed it to her. Cassandra chuckled,

putting it on with the help of two maiden servants. They helped her put on the rest of the matching

jewelry, which included

bracelet. After picking a very light, off-shoulder dress that had thin layers and a long skirt, the servants

put Cassandra’s hair up beautifully. Once she was ready, Kairen took her out of the room.

It would be her first time attending the Imperial Banquet as an official Concubine, as well as meeting

the Imperial Siblings and their Concubines.

Of course, she was nervous. Half of those people were wishing for her and her baby’s death.