"Ugh," the King of Curses was annoyed... But he dared not move. He looked at the woman who clung onto his second right arm, not letting go. With his first left hand, he reached over and caressed her cheek, which seemed to help her relax. His beautiful and pregnant wife laid with him in the throne room despite attempts to 'abandon' her in their bedroom. "This woman... Honestly," he sighed. She'd repeatedly said that she couldn't sleep without him being close, she needed to feel him to feel safe.