༺ Andante ༻
Early in the morning, several carriages entered the mansion, causing Euphemia, who had been sound asleep, to slowly open her eyes.
ââ¦â¦â
When Euphemia awoke briefly at dawn, she was certain that Ferzen was by her side. However, as she peered through blurry eyes, there was no one beside her.
Reaching her slender hand into the empty space, she could still feel the lingering warmth on her fingertips, indicating that he hadnât been gone for long.
âThenâ¦â¦â
Couldnât he have stayed in bed a little longer?
While Euphemia was grateful that Ferzen had returned to her side after fulfilling his promise to spend time with Yuriel, it still felt bitter to wake up alone.
Especially after being intimate just the night before.
A blazing bonfire brings warmth to those sitting next to it, but once it dies down, only ashes remain.
Is that how it feels when looking at those who leave without any regrets?
Grumbling at Ferzen, Euphemia pushed herself to her feet and turned her head toward the clock.
âAhâ¦â¦â
It was then that she saw him.
He stood in front of the window, silently gazing out.
âYouââ
Before Euphemia could utter a word, she flinched as Ferzen turned his head and looked her straight in the eyes.
âIâ¦â¦â
ââ¦â¦â
âI have never broken my promise to you even once. That disappointed look on your face is upsetting.â
âTh-thatâ¦â¦â
Just as she shook her head and was about to make an excuse, Ferzen approached and sat comfortably on the edge of the bed, extending his hand.
And in a flash.
His large hand swept across her collarbone with the back of the hand.
At the tickling sensation, Euphemia blushed and parted her lips.
âWh-when I woke up briefly at dawnâ¦â¦ I was sure you were by my sideâ¦â¦ But you were not there anymoreâ¦â¦â
âHave you double-checked?â
âI-Itâs not because I donât trust youâ¦â¦! Itâs justâ¦â¦ Justâ¦â¦ Are..⦠Are you ok?â
Suppressing the excuses she had been about to give, Euphemia looked at Ferzen.
âIâm not sureâ¦â¦â
Ferzen responded with an ambiguous answer, leaving Euphemia feeling restless. Her unique golden eyes darted around anxiously.
At first, Ferzen thought it was merely an act. However, there was no lie in the anxiety that flowed out from those gestures.
He really didnât mean to worry her that much.
However, as he noticed, he was once again reminded that he had tamed Euphemia and made her dependent on him.
The woman who had once fiercely led Louerg was now nowhere to be seen. Yet, Ferzen couldnât bring himself to despise this version of Euphemia.
No, to be precise, he couldnât hate her.
After all, it was his own doing that had shaped her into who she was now.
Suddenly,
Suddenly, Euphemiaâs eyebrows trembled as she grabbed the shoulder strap of her lingerie and lowered itâ¦
âDo you want to touch my breastsâ¦?â
She made such a daring proposition.
âN-Noâ¦? Then⦠with my mouth, Iâll pleasure youâ¦â
ââ¦â
âDo you want something elseâ¦? T-Tell me⦠Iâll listenâ¦â
âEuphemia.â
âEungâ¦â
âIâm not offended, so thereâs no need for that.â
âIs⦠is that soâ¦?â
A sense of relief washed over her face, though uncertainty still lingered.
At that moment, Ferzen took her in his arms.
After gently patting her back, he stood up and spoke.
âLetâs go.â
âWhere are we goingâ¦?â
âIt seems my older brother has sent me some birthday presents. If heâs true to his word⦠there will be several items for children. Actually, theyâre meant for you.â
âBirthdayâ¦?â
âAhâ¦â
Ferzen realized that he had never mentioned his birthday to Euphemia.
âItâs on June 30th. Since I wonât be home that day due to my duty as an exam supervisor, you donât have to prepare much.â
âI-I seeâ¦â
Though she desired to celebrate itâ¦
If Yuriel didnât know Ferzenâs birthdayâ¦
And if she was the only one to offer congratulationsâ¦
How much would she resent herself?
But now, with the carriages entering the mansion so loudly, she would inevitably learn about Ferzenâs birthday, whether she had known about it already or not.
Setting aside those thoughts, Euphemia rose from the bed and followed Ferzen.
âAhâ¦â¦â
Drip-!!
His seed poured from within her.
âIs something wrong?â
Ferzen put on a puzzled expression as he saw her standing still in an awkward posture.
At that, Euphemia lowered her panties slightly, then grabbed the hem of the lingerie with her two hands and shyly lifted it up.
Then, the thick semen flowed out between her sahved slit. On top of that, the semen that was connected with the middle part of the panty stretched out, creating a lustful scene.
âYour seedâ¦â¦ Is drippingâ¦â¦â
Euphemia was ashamed.
However, when she was alone with Fersen, she allowed herself to be more vulgar.
Yuriel, the daughter of the great aristocratic family Alfred, wouldnât dare present herself in such a manner. Despite her knowledge of sex, she would have maintained a conservative approach to it.
âCan youâ¦â¦ Wipe it for me?â
ââ¦â¦â
Humans who were accustomed to greater stimuli often found themselves unenthused by stimuli that fell short of their expectations.
And so, Euphemia couldnât help but wonder that every time Ferzen engaged with Yuriel, he would inevitably compared Yuriel to herself.
âAhâ¦â¦â
Without uttering a word, Ferzen retrieved a towel and knelt, delicately wiping her womanhood.
Euphemia couldnât help but feel a mix of strangeness and amusement. It was as if she were being treated like a child, yet also cared for. And so, a peal of a soft laugh escaped her lips.
* * * * *
ââ¦â¦â
Yuriel, having finished breakfast, accompanied Ferzen and Euphemia as they made their way toward the mansionâs warehouse. A subtle frown appeared on her face.
She had always believed herself to be superior to Euphemia. Howeverâ¦
Ferzenâs older brother.
The current head of the Brutein family.
Her brother-in-law.
Yuriel knew she wouldnât be regarded as favorably as Euphemia in Jeremiahâs eyes. This realization caused her small fist to involuntarily clench.
The items meant for children couldnât be used right away. Euphemia curiously examined them, taking up Ferzenâs time as the maids assisted her. Ferzen explained that his brother had sent them in advance without any intentions.
Considering their power and influence, Jeremiah must have been informed about Yuriel becoming Ferzenâs concubine. It was highly likely that he had set boundaries in advance, fearing that her grandfather, Corleone, would use her as a pretext to approach him.
Unlike Ferzen, who would be part of a collateral line, Jeremiah would remain in the direct line of succession.
âI see no opportunity for intervention.â
Sighing, Yuriel turned away.
It was time for her to head to the academy anyway, to spare herself the cold gaze of Euphemia.
After exchanging a brief glance with Ferzen, Yuriel climbed into the carriage and settled comfortably.
âLetâs go.â
âUnderstood.â
Without hesitation.
With a sense of ease.
The carriage continued its journey.
Inside, Yuriel gently caressed her lower abdomen.
Ferzenâs seed had infiltrated her womb multiple times.
Had it succeeded in implanting itself?
âI hope⦠my next period doesnât come.â
A small wish drifted away with the wind that blew through the carriage window.
* * * * *
Step-!!
ââ¦â¦â
Roer Poliana Claudia had been wandering aimlessly in the park since early morning.
In fact, he found himself in the park without even realizing it, as if he had been walking in a trance.
âWhat should I doâ¦â
Last night, his wife delivered a shocking piece of news that pierced Roerâs already broken heart.
It was about the Claudia familyâs decision to actively support the First Prince in the succession battle within the Roverium Kingdom.
Despite his deep hatred for Ferzen, it would be futile to fight against the forces aligned with the Second Prince, supported by Brutein, within the Roverium Kingdom.
If they were to play an active role, they needed to expand their business and build their reputation elsewhere⦠avoiding the Roverium Kingdom as much as possible.
They were ill-prepared for the conflict, and stumbling upon it would be a foolish move.
However, when his wifeâor rather, Corleone Wayne Barretta Alfredâgave them her order, Roer couldnât help but notice the unspoken pressure to avoid deliberately causing friction with Ferzen.
âHahaâ¦â
The sword he had acquired to strike down his enemies with, after countless twists and turns, was now becoming the very chains that ensnared him.
Who would have predicted this?
If the saying that happiness and unhappiness come hand in hand was true, Roer couldnât fathom where the happiness the Claudia family should feel resided.
Rustle-!!
ââ¦â¦â
At that moment, Roer turned his head towards the sound coming from the bushes.
There, he spotted a snake.
Despite the misery he felt, Roer remained true to his role as a knight. He stood up and caught the snake, ensuring it wouldnât harm anyone.
He noticed a ratâs tail protruding from the snakeâs mouth, unable to be swallowed whole.
And then, as the sight of the tail reminded him of the Claudia family, Roer forcefully killed the snake and slumped back down onto the bench, feeling helpless.
The snakeâs tail hung limp around his wrist.
Was the relationship between predator and prey truly irreversible?
âNice weather, isnât it?â
ââ¦â¦â
Roer, who had been observing the fate of the Claudia family in the mouse devoured by the snake, instinctively turned his head towards the person sitting next to him.
Given that it was currently summer, he couldnât help but feel uneasy as the man was dressed in a robe.
âDo you, by any chance, know?â
âKnow what?â
âThese rodents that are regularly devoured by snakes, once winter comes, they visit the burrows of the hibernating snakes and chew and crush their heads.â
ââ¦â¦â
âItâs to increase their chances of survival and to satiate their hungry stomachs.â
ââ¦â¦â
âSpring, summer, autumn. The food chain remains unchanged during these three seasons, but it shifts only in winter.â
After all, there was no eternity in the mortal world.
When Roer realized that someone else had seen right through his current state of mind, he felt a sense of doubt rising within him, rather than wonder.
âWho are you?â
âThatâs a good question. Human connections begin with the desire to get to know each other.â
ââ¦â¦â
A faintly visible face inside the robe revealed a slow curl of the manâs lips.
TL note: What a better way to start your day with an Email notifying you that your work contract ends this monthâ¦â¦
Im posting this at 7 a.m and the day already sucksâ¦â¦..