Chapter 192
Undercover Infiltration Duchess
Is it difficult to be a husband like this? (5)
Ezet glanced at Edmond with resentful eyes. There is no demon wearing an animal mask during sex, but it is beautiful enough to sigh under such bright sunlight. It must be true that the Bible says that the devil seduces a man with its beauty.
Ezet breathed out as if he had reached a convincing conclusion.
âIâm sorry, youâre the only one whoâs had a hard timeâ¦â
âDonât think like that, Ezet. For me, to look at your face is enough.â
Soothing with a friendly voice that didnât go with the monstrosity of the lower body, Edmond even dressed Ezet in her underwear.
âEdmond, the dress is for the maidâ¦â
âItâs unfortable to stand. Leave it to me.â
If they leave the bedroom, they canât stick together like they are now. Edmond, who wanted to stay close to his wife for another minute or second, insisted on persuading Ezet, who was quick to give up and made Edmond serve her well.
The interior dress of Damask fabric, embroidered with silver and black threads and small petals with white threads, looked elegant and not dull at all, even though it was achromatic.
Even though it was tightly wrapped around the body, it did not look stuffy thanks to the wide sleeves that stretched out coolly under the round puff on both shoulders.
He wore a lighter silver overskirt and the same color bolero on top of it. The tiny beads on the end of the overskirt were transparent, invisible, but each step reflected light to create a bright feeling.
Ezet, wearing white lace gloves on her hands and a silver-gray hat tailored to Boleroâs color, looked like a thorough lady.
Edmond liked the elegant yet bright impression that although it was a decent-colored and well-behaved design, it didnât look dull or gloomy at all.
Just because itâs achromatic doesnât have to be solemn. Edmond put his hands on her waist, thinking that Ezet also looked good in subtle and bright colors.
âShall we go, Milady?â
âYes, Iâm all set⦠Oh my!â
She tried to grab Edmundâs hand around her waist to put her arms around him, but now heâs holding her in his arms.
âYour back must be hurting, so Iâll take you to the Eastern Outer Palace.â
âEdmond, what if someone seesâ¦â
âJust tell them youâre not feeling well, and you need my help.â
What kind of excuse does this man have to e out breathing like this?
Ezet was terrified, but she didnât hate her husbandâs rigid arm supporting her, so she decided to let her body be.
Edmond, dressed in a gray suit to match the color of Ezetâs dress, was solemn, unlike his bright and shiny wife, so he felt pressured. Of course, it was meant to be. He had to block the hard guys from looking at his lovely wife.
Ignorant of Edmondâs innermost thoughts, Ezet wore the same achromatic costume and leaned her head against Edmondâs chest, thinking that she looked so different.
âOkay, letâs go.â
***
Four outer castles are located beyond the Inner Palaceâs high walls, where the Emperor and Empress stay.
Among them were high-ranking aristocrats from the empire invited to the banquet stay in the Eastern Outer Palace.
On the fifth floor, which is the top, people from the northern Marquis Spencerâs family are staying, and the 4th floor houses the Marquis of Bath, the most influential couple in the capital.
And while staying on the third floor, he gave a room to Count Harrington and his wife, Count Devon, the great family in the west.
Ezet visited the Palace to inquire after the two wives who were unconscious in an accident in the basement of the Empressâs palace the previous day.
âEdmond, which side should I visit first?â
âThe elder is Marquis of Bath, but the big shot is on the side of Count Devon. If you go up and overpower Countess Devon first, you can easily defeat the other one.â
âNo, Iâm not going to fight.â
Ezet patted Edmond on the shoulder, denying in a whisper.
âEdmond, donât be rude to other ladies.â
âIf theyâre polite to you, I will.â
âThatâs what youâre sayingâ¦.â
Ezet murmured embarrassingly.
âI donât think itâs because men are weak to beauty.â
âBeauty?â
âCountess Devon, sheâs a charming woman.â
âIs that so?â
Edmondâs words were a mild question, not a rebuttal. As if he had learned something he didnât know.
âDonât you think Edmond is? Countess Devon is tall and has gorgeous platinum hair.â
âI didnât know that. Youâre very observant, Milady.â
âAre you kidding me? You can see the height and the color of my hair.â
âIâm not interested in girls other than you.â
He didnât remember the appearance.
Edmond calmly added thatâ¦
It was. Edmond was not interested in the appearance of a woman. No, it wasnât a woman; it was for everyone.
The only person that Edmond, a mercenary, needs to remember is the face of the client who will visit after the mission and receive the money. Even that was forgotten when the deal was over.
There are only two types of people in the world who are approaching them, those who should be wary of them and those who pass by them. There was no reason to remember a personâs face one by one, whether they were wary or ignored anyway.
The habit became somewhat worse after being Duke of Jaxen. Even if they stay still, he has no reason to remember their face and name because the other side introduces themselves.
âEdmond, the Countess of Devon, is a western man. You have to be polite.â
âThereâs always the courtesy of dealing with nobles. I wonât make a mistake, so donât worry.â
Edmond, who kissed Ezet tenderly in the eye, dropped her off in front of Countess Devonâs door.
Her back was a little sore, but she could walk. Ezet fixed her clothes and stood upright.