The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79: Chapter 79 Merchant

"Sweetheart, come here and sit with me," the Queen said warmly as she gently guided Addison to sit on her right. The twins quietly took their places on Addison’s right, behaving with calm obedience, while Mila sat gracefully on the Queen’s left.

As the first store owner entered to present their products, their gaze briefly landed on Addison. She looked familiar. It wasn’t the first time these merchants had stepped inside the palace to showcase their wares before the royal family.

Though the Alpha King and Queen had always shielded Addison from public attention, this private shopping arrangement had been their tradition from the beginning. Outsiders simply viewed it as an extravagant royal custom.

Over time, many had grown accustomed to it—and those who had been around long enough remembered Addison from her childhood days, recognizing her face even now.

So, the moment they laid eyes on Addison—though her golden hair had turned silver—they still recognized her face. Their eyes widened in shock, and they froze for a moment, stunned. But as realization dawned, their eyes grew misty and red with emotion.

Without hesitation, the werewolf dropped to his knees before her. Not everyone had known what Addison looked like, but all had heard of her—their future Alpha King. Seeing her alive and well, back in the Royal Capital, filled them with joy and reverence.

"Welcome back, Princess!" the werewolf said, his voice thick with emotion. "I am so happy to see you again. I never stopped believing that you would return."

He looked up at her, eyes glistening, his expression a mix of awe and deep sincerity. Then, with a wide, earnest smile, he added, "As a gesture of my loyalty, please choose more, Princess. Consider it my gift to celebrate your return."

Addison’s expression softened, but she quickly shook her head. "No... there’s no need," she said gently.

She hadn’t flinched when he knelt before her—in fact, it felt natural, as if she were slipping into the role she was always meant to play. Like a fish in water, she found herself thriving in this atmosphere, effortlessly poised under the reverence of her people. Yet when he offered to give her his goods, she couldn’t bring herself to accept.

Having lived in the Midnight River Pack for the past three years, she had experienced the struggles of a merchant firsthand. She knew the long hours, the cost of materials, the toll of transport, and the uncertainty of trade. These weren’t cheap trinkets being presented to her. They were the result of someone’s hard work, sweat, and hope.

And now, looking at the fine items displayed before the royal family—crafted with care, worthy of their station—Addison understood just how much they truly cost. She couldn’t bring herself to take advantage of her own people, not when she knew what it took to make a single piece of this merchandise.

"I’m already grateful for the warm welcome," Addison said with a gentle smile. "But I can’t accept these as gifts. I know how much effort and hardship goes into creating these clothes and accessories. The cost of materials alone must be immense."

She gestured toward a dress displayed on the right. "Take that gown, for example. The fabric appears to be mermaid’s silk—woven from the silk of underwater glow worms by mermaids themselves. It gives off a luminous shimmer with every step when worn at night."

"That material is rare, highly coveted by nobles, and unbelievably expensive to acquire. Even obtaining the raw silk is difficult, and the weaving process is delicate due to its fragility. It’s the kind of fabric reserved for mermaid royalty."

Her gaze was sincere as she continued, "Transporting something that valuable would be incredibly risky. You must have faced threats from bandits, and I imagine you spent a fortune hiring mercenaries just to ensure it arrived safely."

And yet, now she stood there, speaking so thoughtfully about the difficulties merchants faced—the cost of materials, the danger of transport, the work behind every product. That realization hit him with a mix of awe and emotion. She hadn’t just grown stronger—she had matured, become someone who truly understood the weight of leadership. freeweɓnøvel~com

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