Chapter 82: THE ROYAL FENRIR’S

EMELIANNA

Emelianna arrived at the Fenrir Mansion in a hover ship. Which was given to them as compensation for the Zerg attack..it was luxurious and big..

The moment she stepped outside, her eyes swept across the enormous estate.

Soldiers and Robots were everywhere.

They stood at every entrance, patrolled the grounds, and guarded the various buildings scattered across the property. The Fenrir Mansion was so massive that it barely felt like a mansion at all.

It was practically a city.

Compared to the Astronova residence, the Fenrir estate was at least ten times larger.

A female soldier approached her. She was an S-Class warrior.

The woman stopped a few steps away and bowed slightly.

"Princess Emelianna. Lady Melinna is expecting you. Please, follow me."

Emelianna nodded.."Thank you."

The female soldier led her into a waiting hover car.

The vehicle rose smoothly into the air, carrying them deeper into the estate.

As they passed several enormous buildings, Emelianna’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The Fenrir Clan really does live like an empire within an empire.

Soon, they arrived at the main residence.

The doors opened automatically..Emelianna stepped inside and was led into an elegant reception hall.

She sat down gracefully, her posture straight and dignified.

She didn’t have to wait long.

Footsteps sounded from the corridor.

Melinna Fenrir appeared.

The moment she entered, both women stood.

They bowed politely to each other. "Princess Emelianna," Melinna greeted.

"Lady Melinna."

Melinna has no royal title; she was only called a Fenrir hostess.

They exchanged courteous smiles before taking their seats.

Melinna’s expression soon became emotional.

"Thank you for saving Marlin Fenrir."

Her voice trembled. "If something had happened to my son... I truly don’t know what I would have done."

Emelianna sat with the calm composure of a queen, one hand resting elegantly on her lap. "It was nothing."

She smiled faintly. "I only did what was necessary to save the others. We need Male Beasts to push Haxia fertility growth forward. We can’t let them.die. I wasn’t seeking any personal gain but it’s my duty as a Haxia Royal Citizen."

Melinna nodded gratefully..After a moment, she sighed. "There’s also something I must apologize for."

Emelianna raised an eyebrow.

"My stepson Aston rejected the marriage proposal concerning your daughter, Elena. That child has always been extremely opinionated. He rarely listens to anyone."

Emelianna smiled. "My daughter Elena is an SSS-Class Saintess. There are plenty of royal families who would gladly have her attention. A rejection isn’t something she would dwell on."

She paused. "Besides, Aston doesn’t know my daughter personally. I don’t blame him."

Her smile deepened. "You can’t judge someone you’ve never met simply because you’ve heard something bad about them. Seeing is believing."

Emelinna continues. "But he recently donated a building to the saint and Saintess in my daughter’s name. I think he will come back to her soon since he loves her. Maybe he is angry that my Daughter has other Beast Fiancées."

Melinna’s eyes reddened. She wiped away a tear. "Now that he’s missing... I’m simply devastated."

Emelianna nodded slowly.

"I heard about it. Everyone knows that the Alpha King, Aston Fenrir, is missing."

Melinna lowered her gaze. "Yes."

She took a deep breath.

"Since he is missing, my son Marlin will temporarily take over his responsibilities until he returns."

She smiled faintly.

"So, we’re going to hold a banquet to officially crown him the Prince Royal to be the next king in seat since Aston has no child.."

Emelianna’s smile froze for half a second.

Your King Aston is missing, and you’re throwing a banquet?

What an evil female!!

She quickly concealed her thoughts behind a polite smile.

Emelianna suddenly leaned forward. "And since we are speaking of family..."

Her eyes gleamed. "Why don’t we arrange a marriage between my daughter and your son?"

Melinna’s fingers curled slightly against her lap.

Here we go again, stinking Red Bird!!. Always trying to stick their feathers into any Royals to suck their wealth!!

Melinna continued. "Is that really possible? My son is only Eighteen. Would he be comfortable marrying a twenty-year-old female Beast?"

Emelianna’s expression stiffened.

No. No. Elena is seventeen.

"My daughter Elena is only seventeen," she corrected smoothly. "My eldest daughter, Vivian, is the one nineteen almost 20 soon."

Melinna tilted her head. "Hmm?"

"I was under the impression that Elena was twenty."

"You must have heard incorrectly," Emelianna replied with a smile. "My eldest daughter is nineteen. Vivian is the one who is soon 20. Elena is seventeen."

"Oh..."

Melinna’s expression suddenly became thoughtful. "Vivian?"

She smiled knowingly. "Oh, that Vivian?"

Emelianna’s smile remained perfectly composed.

"The one who publicly rejected her Princess title?"

A tiny silence followed.

Emelianna laughed softly. "She was simply angry with me at the time. Nothing serious."

She waved a hand dismissively. "She’s just like your stepson. Very opinionated."

Emelianna sighed. "She was pampered growing up, so sometimes she insists on doing whatever she wants."

Melinna picked up her wine and took a slow sip. "That one isn’t my flesh and blood." Her gaze darkened. "So even though I’ve given Aston all the love I could, sometimes it still feels like he isn’t satisfied."

She looked directly at Emelianna. "But your daughter is different. She is your flesh and blood."

Melinna placed her glass down. "Perhaps you should be stricter with her before it’s too late."

Emelianna’s smile didn’t change.

"I heard she’s only a mere fox beastkin and hasn’t even awakened."

Melinna’s voice became colder. "Why not simply send her to the Exile Lands? She’s old enough to find her own way."

Emelianna’s eyes flickered. But her voice remained gentle. "She is still my daughter."

She smiled. "Whether she has awakened or not doesn’t change that."

"I could never treat my daughter that way. I love her very much."

Her gaze softened.

"All I want is for her to live freely and safely."

Meanwhile...

Vivian was standing in a kitchen far away in Ignora looking at a video online on how to cut a fish.

She held a knife in one hand. A fish sat on the cutting board.

She chopped it.

Once. Twice.

Then... "Achoo!"

Vivian rubbed her nose. "Achoo!"

She sneezed again. Her eyes watered.."Who the hell is cursing me?"

She sniffed suspiciously. "Someone must be talking shit about me."

She glared at the fish "And you’re not helping." She resumed chopping.

Back at the Fenrir Mansion...

Melinna smiled warmly. "You really are a loving mother. Your daughter is fortunate to have you."

Emelianna gave a graceful nod.

"I simply do what any mother would."

"As for the marriage..." Melinna smiled. "I’ll speak with Marlin first. If he’s interested, I’ll let you know."

"There is no problem with that." Emelianna lifted her wine cup just served by the Robot. . "I’ll leave the decision to the children."

Melinna nodded.

Then her expression suddenly became serious. "There is, however, another matter we’re currently investigating."

Emelianna lowered her cup. "Another matter?"

Melinna sighed. "It concerns Aston."

Emelianna’s expression changed slightly. "What about him?"

Melinna hesitated before speaking. "My son was Love scammed online."

Emelianna blinked. "Scam..?"

"Yes."

Melinna rubbed her forehead. "The woman called herself Elena."

Emelianna’s brows furrowed.

Melinna continued. "Aston was foolish enough to believe her."

"He kept sending her money and expensive gifts. When he went missing, we began investigating his accounts."

Her expression became increasingly complicated. "We discovered countless money transfers... and their private chats. But the account the money goes to seems untraceable like someone blocked it.."

Emelianna’s fingers slowly tightened around her teacup.

Melinna looked directly at her. "And the woman he was speaking to kept sending him pictures of your daughter ELENA."

Silence. Emelianna’s expression turned cold.

She slowly rose from her seat. "What... Do you mean?"

Melinna looked uncomfortable. "The woman used your daughter’s pictures while pretending to be her."

Emelianna’s eyes hardened. "My daughter is an SSS-Class Saintess."

Her voice was low. "She has dignity and good character."

She stared at Melinna. "She would never do something like that. This is a frame up.!!"