Read Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Novel by Only For You Updated 2025 -26 - Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3405

Petra thought for a long moment before stepping forward.

“Let me go too,” she said quietly. “I want to follow you again.”

This time, Andrew refused. His voice turned firm.

“Petra, you and Juno don’t belong to Holtrien. You belong to Dragonfang—to yourselves. You’ve already endured enough and fought more than enough in your past. So now I’m ordering both of you to stay and guard Throne City.

“Throne City is your home. I need you here to watch over it for me.”

Petra hesitated, parting her lips.

“But I still want to fight beside you.”

“Me too,” Juno added.

Andrew patted their shoulders.

“You’re both my friends. Listen to me. Stay in Throne City, guard our home, and wait for me to come back.”

Juno nodded. “Alright. I’ll listen to you.”

Then she added, “Oh, by the way, Eastonia’s crown prince, Vance, has been killed. Right now, only his sister, Iridessa, is still alive. She’s temporarily staying in Throne City.”

Andrew looked mildly surprised. “Vance was killed? Who did it?”

Juno’s voice turned cold.

“He died at the hands of the werewolf progenitor, Ragnar. Iridessa came to Throne City with Eastonia’s top fighters. She wants revenge for Vance.”

Andrew remained indifferent. Eastonia’s internal affairs didn’t interest him.

Juno’s expression shifted slightly.

“Iridessa wants to see you. As soon as you arrived, she asked for a meeting, but I refused.”

Andrew frowned briefly. “Let her come.”

Ten minutes later, Andrew received Iridessa in the Throne Hall.

She wore a bright dress, her soft bangs framing a delicate face faintly flushed with color. When she saw Andrew, a flicker of joy crossed her eyes—though she quickly hid it.

She spoke softly. “Iridessa Titoria, here to see you, Lord Andrew Lloyd.”

Then she knelt formally before him.

Andrew was slightly surprised, wondering why the Eastonian princess was making such a grand gesture.

He said calmly, “Ms. Titoria, there’s no need for such formality between us. Tell me—what do you want?”

Iridessa looked up and bit her lip.

“I want to ask you to avenge Vance. For that… I’m willing to offer myself again.”

Andrew let out a cold laugh.

“Offer yourself? Like last time?”

Iridessa quickly shook her head, her face flushing red.

“No, not like last time. This time, I’m willing to serve you properly. Whatever you ask of me, I’ll do it—as long as you agree to help me get revenge.”

With that, she stood and suddenly sat in Andrew’s lap.

Half-closing her eyes, she leaned closer, her lips hovering near his face.

“I’m Eastonia’s top covert artist. If you want it, I can fulfill any request.”

Her voice trembled slightly.

“Vance is dead. He was framed by Sorya’s Ezekiel Beckett and ultimately killed by the werewolf progenitor, Ragnar. I can’t avenge him myself—but I know you can.”

“For that, I’m willing to stay in Throne City forever… to become your servant. I’ll serve you day and night and let you do whatever you want with me.”

She was truly staking everything on this.

Even Andrew felt the pressure, silently wondering if he could withstand it.