"Is it wrong to cherish her when her husband fails to appreciate the treasure he holds within his grasp?"
⋆ Claude De Alger Obelia x Navier Ellie Trovi
➳ 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞...
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Navier observed the female eagle's delicate form resting on the plush bedding as the skilled hands of the palace servants tenderly tended to Psyche's injured wing, meticulously wrapping it in a pristine white bandage.
Her gaze lingered on the weakened bird, her expression a mixture of compassion and sorrow.
A pained frown etched itself upon her lips, mirroring the weight of her emotions.
Softly, almost in a whisper, Psyche emitted a feeble, mournful chirp, its eyes half-closed in weariness.
"Coo..."
Navier's heart ached at the sight, an overwhelming sense of empathy enveloping her. She couldn't bear to witness Psyche's suffering and sought solace in offering words of reassurance.
"Don't worry, you'll recover in due time," she murmured, her voice filled with a gentle warmth, an attempt to bring comfort to the ailing creature.
With great tenderness, she extended her hand to caress Psyche's feathery head, her touch imbued with a mixture of sympathy and melancholy.
Each stroke intensified her sadness, reminding her of the unfortunate circumstances that had led to Psyche's condition.
Yet amidst her compassion, frustration welled within Navier.
She was frustrated by her husband's callousness, his willingness to inflict harm on an innocent being.
And guilt gnawed at her conscience, reminding her that this outcome was, in part, a consequence of her actions.
One thing remained certain in Navier's mind - Sovieshu had undoubtedly discovered the truth.
Rising from the chair positioned beside the eagle's bed, she smoothed the folds of her elegant gown with a determined air.
She had to confront him.
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Sovieshu, stepping out of his office, halted in his tracks upon encountering his wife standing before him, her countenance serious and cold.
His brow slightly furrowed, he began to speak, "Empress, I was just about to request that the servants inform you about dining with me to-"
