He didn't like to admit it even in his thoughts, not wanting to tarnish his warm feelings for his first three wives, but... His last wife was especially dear to him. His love for her had arisen completely by chance and had no binding factors.

The girl was educated, beautiful, lived in a complete and happy family and had never needed anything. He wanted to connect their lives not because she needed him, but because he needed her.

She lived far from the bustle of the demon hunter village at his personal request. He took her from the calm and measured life of her home and wasn’t going to offer her worse conditions. A separate small mansion, a dozen servants, a view of endless plains and peace. His fourth wife did not hold anything heavier than a fork in her hands and had no reasons to worry. His fourth wife was a princess, and he was a prince, a knight, a dragon, a servant, and whatever she wanted. Just let her smile more often.

"I don't know what you like about these ponds. A breeding ground for mosquitoes and skinny fish. Even my reflection is ugly in this muddy water!"

He was theatrically indignant, accompanying her on another walk through the nearby areas to their home. The sound of her soft and warm laughter in response immediately caused him to smile back.