Under The Oak | Tree Manga

Her hands clenched the book. He saw the battle within her—the stutter that choked her words, the fear that paralyzed her tongue. She wanted to say something. He could feel it. But the words died in her throat.

He lifted her from the chair as if she weighed nothing. She gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist instinctively. He carried her to the bed— their bed—and laid her down on the fur blankets. Under The Oak Tree Manga

"I… I try to be g-good," she finally whispered, tears welling in her eyes. "I know I am n-not what you wanted. A… a broken, s-silent wife. But I… I am t-trying." Her hands clenched the book

Years later, the beast had conquered a dragon, earned a title, and returned to claim his dove. Their marriage was a decree from the King, a political bandage for the volatile Anatol region. But for Riftan, it was the fever dream of a lifetime. He could feel it

Maxi was curled in the large armchair by the fire, a heavy tome on mythical flora open on her lap. She was not reading it. Her eyes were fixed on the dancing flames, her brow furrowed. She wore a simple woolen dress, a far cry from the silks of Croix Castle, but on her, it looked like a queen's regalia. When she heard his boots, she flinched—a tiny, almost imperceptible jerk—and her hands flew to smooth her hair.