The morning sun filtered softly through the palace curtains, spreading gold across the marble floors. Josephine was already dressed for school, her uniform crisp and neat, her hair tied back with a dark ribbon. Xavi stood by the window, watching her leave with the royal guards.
Adris was with Queen Olydia in the garden, playing among the tulips while the Queen hummed a lullaby she used to sing to Xavi as a child.
Anesthesia, her arm and forehead still wrapped in bandages from the fight with Xoni, quietly placed a tray of food in Xoni's room. Steam rose from the plate, the scent of stew filling the air.
"Are you still upset with my sister?" Xavi's deep voice came from behind her, calm yet authoritative.
Anesthesia straightened quickly and bowed slightly. "Yes, Your Majesty," she said, her tone small.
He regarded her silently, his red eyes thoughtful. "Understood," Xavi said, and turned away. His voice carried no judgment — only quiet control.
Later that day, Xavi's carriage stopped outside the academy gates. Josephine came out slowly, cradling her arm against her chest. Her face was pale, her lips pressed tightly together.
"What happened?" Xavi asked, alarm flashing in his crimson eyes.
"Training," she signed with her free hand. Her arm was bruised and swollen.
"Let me see, love," he said gently, kneeling beside her. His palm hovered over her arm, glowing a deep, warm red. The light pulsed softly, and the wound began to close, the swelling vanishing before her eyes.
Josephine blinked, stunned.
"What?" Xavi said, noticing her expression.
She pointed at his hand, her lips moving silently — Magic.
He smiled faintly. "Yeah. I learned it from my father."
Josephine reached up and patted his head proudly, smiling at him the same way Ceillie once did. Xavi froze for a second, recognizing the gesture. His lips curved upward, and he let out a quiet chuckle.
When they arrived home, Josephine's eyes caught the red roses blooming in the royal garden.
Pretty, she thought. I should get some for X… Yeah, I will.
Xavi, hearing her thoughts through their faint bond, smirked slightly but said nothing. When the carriage stopped, he stepped down first and extended his hand. Josephine took it, her small fingers fitting into his palm, and together they walked inside.
Xoni sat on a velvet couch, staring blankly ahead. Her heart was heavy — she missed Anesthesia terribly. Xavi joined her for a moment, offering quiet comfort. "We'll fix this," he murmured, his mind already working on a plan.
Meanwhile, in the palace kitchen, Josephine stood on her toes stirring a pot of sauce. The scent of spiced beef and herbs filled the air. Anesthesia entered softly.
"Hey, Jojo," she said with a small smile.
Josephine turned, holding a spoonful of beef. She gestured for Anesthesia to try it. Anesthesia leaned forward, took a bite — and her eyes lit up. "It's delicious!" she said, hugging Josephine tightly.
"Hi, Mama!" Adris chirped, running into the kitchen.
Anesthesia giggled, scooping him up and kissing his cheeks.
In the throne room, Xavi sat quietly, thinking about Josephine's health. His powers flickered faintly at his fingertips, red energy swirling and fading.
"Josephine!" he called.
She appeared moments later, holding a plate of food.
"Come here," he said softly.
She walked closer, tilting her head curiously.
The gang and the family — Xoni, Agana, Hendrick, and the others — were secretly watching from the balcony above.
"Sit here," Xavi said, patting his lap on the throne.
Josephine blinked in disbelief. "Heh!?" The gang exchanged glances, muffled laughter barely contained.
"Did he just—?" Xoni whispered, but before she could finish, she clamped a hand over Anesthesia's mouth, dragging her away as Anesthesia tried to protest.
"Josephine, I said sit," Xavi repeated, voice calm but firm.
She hesitated, then obeyed shyly. He guided her gently by the waist, lifting her onto his lap. Her cheeks flushed scarlet.
"My food?" Xavi said, glancing at the plate she held.
She nodded shyly and began to feed him, one spoonful at a time. His gaze softened as he ate — the ruthless king, tamed completely by the silent queen.
In Xoni's room, tension sizzled.
"TF is this!?" Anesthesia snapped as Xoni threw off her jacket and kicked off her heels.
"What does it look like, baby?" Xoni said, voice low and teasing.
"I'm not talking to you," Anesthesia said sharply, trying to leave.
Before she could reach the door, Xoni grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her back. Their eyes met for a charged moment before Xoni kissed her deeply.
Anesthesia froze — then melted, her anger dissolving like snow under fire.
"I'm very sorry, love," Xoni whispered against her lips. "Let me make it up to you."
"Make it hard," Anesthesia murmured as she kissed Xoni the made a sloppy kiss Xoni grabbed her boobs tightly and her finger slipped inside Anesthesia pushing it up and down inside her fuck….Anesthesia said Cum for me Xoni said as she rubbed Her clit faster make anesthesia eyes to rolling back and she held Xoni head her legs were shaking Xoni kissed her deeply again slapping her pussy Do you accept my apology love? Xoni said y…..yes Anesthesia said.
"Gladly," Xoni smirked, kissing her again, the tension replaced by warmth and release.
By nightfall, the castle grew quiet. The moonlight washed over the corridors in silver light.
Xavi sat slumped in his chair, a faint fever running through him. Josephine hurried to his side, her brows furrowed.
"Go to sleep, Jojo. I'm fine. I have work to do," he said hoarsely.
Josephine frowned and signed firmly — No.
She fed him spoonfuls of hot soup, then helped him to the bathroom.
"Will you bathe me now?" Xavi said with a teasing smirk.
Josephine nodded with her usual quiet stubbornness. She poured warm water over his head, washing him carefully, her touch gentle but sure.
Xavi watched her silently, his heart softening. She has the most adorable eyes I've ever seen, he thought.
Josephine noticed him staring and leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to his nose.
After bathing him, she carried his robe to the bed, covered him with his blanket, gave him the medicine she had prepared, and patted his chest gently until he fell asleep. Before leaving, she kissed his face softly.
Outside the doorway, Queen Olydia and Xoni watched quietly.
"I really love Josephine," Queen Olydia whispered. "And I hope that bitch never comes back here."
"Yeah, me too, Mother," Xoni said softly. "We're having a family reunion soon, and she'll show up with that bastard. Grandma's coming too… Do you think she'll accept Josephine?"
Queen Olydia smiled faintly. "She will. Xavi has his ways."
Inside the room, Josephine lay beside Xavi, curling into his warmth. The King's breath evened out, his fever fading under her care.
And as the night deepened, the silent queen rested her head on his chest — her heart calm for the first time in weeks.