Alpha’s Rejected Mate Returns as Queen - Chapter 400

400 Have A Good Rest

Dorothy’s POV:

Last night’s confrontation and turn of events were indeed exciting, but the president and the Crown Prince were not fools. It was already good enough that they could be fooled for one night.

By the time they come to their senses, they definitely wouldn’t believe that the Council of Elders would give up on their plan so easily. On one hand, they’d monitor the Council of Elders even more closely, and on the other hand, they’d make a move on me.

I could imagine that if I didn’t take any measures, countless people would come to ‘interview’ me in the coming days, trying to get some information from me.

As long as I didn’t relent, they wouldn’t give up. By then, it’d be hard to say whether my freedom would be restricted in secret, let alone if I wanted to meet up with Selma and the others.

Therefore, instead of letting others check and balance me, I should strike first and claim I was sick. In any case, I was the envoy of the werewolves. As long as the elves weren’t crazy enough to provoke another enemy while suffering from internal and external problems, no one would take the risk of breaking into the embassy, which was no different from declaring war.

This would save me a lot of trouble, and the embassy was a place that could be trusted, so we could communicate without worry.

The Great Elder came but didn’t ask me about the Elf King. My father said it was because he had already told him most of the situation last night. In addition, the Great Elder needed help with his current situation. He would choose a safer time to meet with us.

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“I remember that I fainted last night. What happened after that? Did anything go wrong?” I asked.

“No, everything went smoothly. After you fainted, the Great Elder and I immediately brought you through the door we came from.”

“I saw and heard birds chirping in my spiritual world. I’m guessing that not all of the birds in the Elf King’s bed chamber are natural creatures. A large portion of them was probably products of natural power. I’ve shared the right of the Elf King to communicate with nature. Did they have any strange reactions?”

Speaking of this, my father’s expression was a little strange. “I think it’s a strange phenomenon. When countless birds of all kinds surround you without you knowing, it’s a hair-raising thing. However, they didn’t make any noise or attack us. They just quietly watched us leave.”

It seemed that the exchange went smoothly. The Elf King in the spiritual world was not an illusion. Only with his approval would the birds under his control watch us leave so meekly. Otherwise, they would not be so docile to the ‘thief’. The energy in nature could not only help it condense its form.

As the saying goes, ‘When the moon is dark, and the wind is high, it’s time to kill and set fire. Of course, our plan was not so cruel, but for the sake of secrecy and privacy, the contact between the elders and us could only be done in the dead of night.

“How are you feeling?” my father put the picnic basket in his hand on my bedside table. I smelled a strange but delicious fragrance coming from inside. “I brought you some restorative food that helps you recover energy. It’s an exclusive secret.”

I was feeling hungry, so I thanked him and took out a buttered bread from the picnic basket. It was wrapped in the sauce that I had for the first time. Other than the fragrance of the buttered bread, there was also a faint herbal fragrance.

“I heard that you’ve been studying herbology recently,” my father said uneasily as he glanced at the messy specimens and papers in my room. “If you’re interested, I can write you the recipe for the herbal dish. It’s passed down from your great-grandmother’s generation. She was once a famous herbalist…”

As he spoke, he stopped moving, and the awkward atmosphere quietly spread again.

Perhaps he felt that his clumsy way of expressing goodwill was funny. After that, my father hurriedly made small talk and told me to rest well before leaving.

I stopped him and smiled at his confused expression. “Thank you, Father. The bread is delicious. If you don’t mind, can we discuss the composition next time you come? I would also like to know a little about my great-grandmother’s story, her theories, and achievements.”

My father’s eyes gradually lit up like a candle. He nodded, seemingly a little excited, but he didn’t want to lose his composure. He only nodded repeatedly and left in a hurry.

I thought he had left, but a few seconds later, he turned back and said, “Don’t worry about anything else. Have a good sleep. You need more rest to recover your energy.”

I knew what he meant. Even though he said it stiffly, a wonderful telepathic connection was established between us for a short time.

“Yes, Father,” I replied with a smile.

The dizziness still lingered in my body, and the faint ringing in my ears reminded me that my body was suffering from the consequences of overexertion. Part of the reason why nature’s mimicry was removed was that my weak body was temporarily unable to withstand the power of nature. Naturally, I was unable to obtain any information from nature.