All Chapters of The Lycan Prince Maid: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

POV: CalebThe reports arriving from across the kingdom carried a consistent, hopeful pattern over the following weeks.The villages devastated during the Migrorir’s previous harvest are beginning to see a gradual repopulation, as families tentatively return to the homes they abandoned during the crisis. Most notably, there are confirmed reports of ordinary wolves discovering true mates for the first time in generations."Another pairing confirmed," Keith announced, sharing the latest news with a sense of satisfaction, even though he still needed to be cautious with his shoulder during recovery. "A young couple from the southern territories, who had been searching for years without finding a mate. They felt the bond solidify just days after the ritual was completed.""What’s the total count now?" I inquired."Dozens confirmed, and likely hundreds more that we haven't received formal reports on yet." Keith's face reflected genuine amazement. "The gift is returning just as the old pro

POV: LucienI summoned Caleb and Gina to my private study. It was time for calm, purposeful dialogue, the kind I had been eagerly awaiting for weeks as my recovery finally provided me with the strength needed for my proposal."You wanted to talk to us," Caleb remarked, taking a seat across from me with Gina beside him, both appearing genuinely refreshed for the first time since the ritual's end."I did." I took a moment to observe them, fully aware of the significance of what I was about to officially declare. "I've been contemplating the succession, and I believe it's time to initiate the process properly."Caleb's expression changed, a mix of surprise and something more complex. "Father, your recovery—""Is progressing well, but I am no longer a young man, Caleb. This battle, despite our victory, has taken a toll that I would be foolish to overlook." I raised a hand to halt any further protests. "I want to start this process while I still have the strength to guide it effectively, r

POV: GinaLady Lila's hands shook slightly as she fastened the final clasp of my gown, and I understood, watching her, that the tears gathering in her eyes carried the same disbelief settling through my own chest."I remember the day you arrived," she said quietly. "Terrified, exhausted, barely able to lift the linens I first handed you.""I remember too.""Look at you now." She stepped back, studying the finished result with genuine pride. "Seer Queen. I never imagined, watching that frightened girl those first weeks, that I'd someday help dress her for a coronation."Lady Lydia entered then, carrying a small case containing the formal jewelry the ceremony required, and found herself equally overcome by the moment's significance."We should get moving," she managed, wiping her eyes hastily. "Wouldn't want the future queen late to her own crowning."I laughed despite the nervous flutter in my chest, grateful for the familiar warmth of two women who'd shown me genuine kindness long bef

POV: GinaThe celebration dissolved into quiet urgency the moment word spread through our immediate circle.Though Caleb wisely kept it contained, unwilling to shatter the court's hard-earned joy over what the runner's superiors would likely confirm as manageable within hours."The full report," Caleb said, already moving toward the war room, Keith and Lena falling into step beside us despite still wearing their formal celebration attire.The monitoring corps commander met us there, maps already spread across the table, his expression carrying genuine concern beneath careful professional composure."The wards near the sealed Gate flared unexpectedly two hours ago," he reported. "Not a full breach, but significant enough disturbance that we immediately dispatched additional scouts to assess the situation directly.""Any confirmed sighting of what's causing it?" I asked."Nothing visual yet. The disturbance readings match patterns similar to what we recorded during the original Migroir

POV: GinaThe search for Fabian's remaining journals took the better part of a week, Keith and Varric methodically working through every known property connected to the D'Oman family, while I contributed whatever guidance my newer sight could reliably offer."We've found three additional journals," Keith reported, delivering the update during our regular morning briefing. "All secured, none apparently accessed by anyone beyond Aldric's cult before we located them.""That's genuine relief," Caleb said. "Though I'd like confirmation there aren't others we've missed entirely.""I've been thorough," Keith assured him. "Cross-referencing every property record, every known associate, every location Fabian maintained throughout his years of accumulated ambition."I closed my eyes briefly, reaching for my steadier sight, testing whether any lingering impression might confirm or contradict Keith's confidence."I don't sense anything further," I said finally. "Though I'll admit this newer abili