Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate Chapter 1227 After Story: Can I Really Do What I Want?

"This is an emergency," Princess Anastasia declared, her face etched with gravity. "Sir Lux will wed soon, yet we've failed to advance our connection with him at all. What are we to do?"

"…Why come to me with this?" Henrietta questioned.

"Isn't it clear? Didn't your fiancé end things because his heart belonged to another?" Princess Anastasia answered. "And?" Henrietta blinked, utterly baffled.

"That leaves you single and ready to chase after Sir Lux too!"

"Hah?"

Henrietta had dropped by Lux's Guild Headquarters just to unwind, only to get pulled aside by the Dwarven Princess, who was there on her own visit as well.

Now a member of Heaven's Gate, Anastasia frequently chatted with Iris, seeking tips on drawing nearer to the captivating Half-Elf she adored.

In one such conversation, Iris confessed her sorrow over Henrietta's fiancé unilaterally dissolving their betrothal to chase his true love.

Everyone knew their union stemmed from family arrangements for mutual gain, not affection, yet Iris pitied Henrietta, who had braced herself for the wedding only to be abandoned.

Naturally, Iris hoped her close friend could find joy, viewing this twist as a hidden opportunity.

Still, Henrietta appeared downcast a full week after the engagement fell apart.

Iris hinted that Henrietta harbored secret affections for Lux, buried due to her circumstances. Hearing this from Lux's former fiancée inspired Princess Anastasia to see her as a potential partner in pursuit, prompting the quick invitation for tea in the guest quarters of the Fynn Royal Palace.

"Relax, we're not in this by ourselves," Princess Anastasia grasped Henrietta's hand. "One more ally awaits us!"

"…As I keep saying, why pull me into thi—" Henrietta's protest halted at the sound of a knock on the door.

Millie, ever the Protector to Princess Anastasia, approached and swung the door open.

"This is why I admire you, Anastasia. No time wasted."

"Big Sister, I'm so grateful you came!"

Henrietta's expression turned serious as her eyes fixed on the Succubus Queen, whom the Dwarven Princess called Big Sister.

Though certain Queen Rhiannon posed no threat now thanks to her ties with Lux, past events lingered vividly in her thoughts.

Spotting the Succubus Queen jogged Henrietta's memory of nearly consummating things with the Half-Elf.

Had Lux not halted her descent to complete the act, their story might have taken a different path.

"I get your caution toward me, Henrietta, and I'm sorry for past deeds," Queen Rhiannon dipped her head slightly to the lady she'd once exploited in the Abyss to gauge Lux and Cai's bond.

"I've put it behind me," Henrietta responded. "No need to fret, Your Majesty."

Queen Rhiannon offered a warm smile and a nod of acknowledgment.

"With us all assembled, let's discuss turning you both into Lux's lovers too!" Queen Rhiannon clasped her hands, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Yes!" Princess Anastasia gazed at the Succubus Queen with eyes full of stars.

"Um, I have tasks waiting, so I'll catch up with you later, girls." Henrietta sensed disaster brewing and yearned to escape promptly.

Mere steps from the door, a heavy sigh echoed from behind. "Henrietta, truly leaving?" Queen Rhiannon queried. "Will you bury your real emotions forever? Didn't dying once teach you anything? No regrets from the Void Battlefield?"

Henrietta's fingers, inches from the handle, went rigid.

Like others, she'd fought fiercely in the Void Battlefield.

Truth be told, after Cethus fell, Henrietta and several Guild mates perished soon after.

They battled atop Gyrocopters to shield their Guild Headquarters, but foes overwhelmed them in numbers.

In her final breaths, heartache struck—denied a last glimpse of her beloved.

Asked if she died regretting, Henrietta would affirm it.

Regrets aplenty haunted her, including unspoken love.

Yet she stepped back from Iris' romance, cheering silently while handling Serenity Guild duties to smother what she deemed fleeting infatuation.

"Henrietta, life's a precious gift," Princess Anastasia urged. "Second chance granted—waste it untried? Die with feelings unresolved?

"I refuse such a path, choosing honesty with my heart. Rejection? We stand tall, having given our all.

"Failure means tears shared, then new loves await. Won't you risk it for your emotions?"

Princess Anastasia stared resolutely at Henrietta's back.

The violet-haired woman's hand rested on the handle, unmoving to open it.

Motionless, she pondered the Dwarven Princess' words deeply.

Queen Rhiannon stayed silent, convinced Anastasia had spoken her piece.

Henrietta's departure seemed imminent to the Succubus Queen and Dwarven Princess—until her question made their hearts sink with relief. "Is it truly fine?" Henrietta voiced, head still turned away. "Can I pursue my desires?"

"Absolutely fine," Princess Anastasia assured. "You live once—well, twice! We face it united!"

"Having borne Lux's first child, I'm well-placed to offer solid guidance," Queen Rhiannon declared. "Shall we sit and strategize?"

Henrietta lingered moments longer before pivoting back to the couch.

Unsure if remaining was wise, she feared regret if she fled now.

Unbeknownst to the four women, Lux lingered outside with a tray of warm cookies fresh from the kitchen.

His sharp senses effortlessly caught every word from the trio within.

Realizing the topic was him, he first considered withdrawing discreetly.

Yet Anastasia's fervent words held him fast.

Had Henrietta opened then, Lux would've faced her, tray in hand.

That didn't occur.

Lux held position until Henrietta spoke, then departed the guest room.

Entering amid their discussion of him would sour the air.

He long knew Anastasia's affections, but Henrietta's feelings were a revelation.

'Time to chat with Iris,' Lux mused, channeling powers to pinpoint his beloved in the Palace.

As Lux vanished down the hall, a subtle smile curved the Succubus Queen's lips.

As a top Demigod and mother to his child, Queen Rhiannon sensed Lux's eavesdropping outside.

'Marriage may wait years, but their hearts touched his,' she pondered, eyeing Princess Anastasia pep-talking Henrietta hand-in-hand.

True to her foresight, Lux wed Princess Anastasia and Henrietta a year post Iris and others, granting the devoted pair their joyful conclusion too.