Chapter 215
Undercover Infiltration Duchess
Epilogue (1)
She thought she wouldnât get up until the afternoon, but she opened her eyes in the morning. Ezet moved slowly, feeling the sunlight seeping over the awning. Edmondâs thick arm, which was on Ezetâs waist, twisted and slid down. Between the legs,
âOh, my God!â
As she moved her body, his arm seemed to have naturally lowered, but it is unusual to see the tip of his finger, which grazes the clitor*s and steadily wraps around the vagin*. Ezet only raised her upper body, glaring at Edmond, who was still closing his eyes.
âEdmond, youâre not sleeping, are you?â
ââ¦â¦..â
âGet your hands off me. You think I donât know?â
Should she pinch her husbandâs cheek, pull his hair, or slap him on the shoulder as he pretends to be asleep? The sight of Edmond lying relaxed with his eyes closed was still breathtakingly beautiful. She doesnât want to make love all night and fight as soon as she wakes up. Ezet sighed lightly and decided to remove only the ugly hands that had been dug between her legs.
However.
âKyaa!â
As Ezet tried to remove Edmondâs hand, his middle finger moved, stimulating her entrance and clitor*s at once.
âEd, Edmond! Stop it!â
Holding Edmondâs wrist as he tried to dig deeper, Ezet cried desperately. He slowly opened his eyes as she moved her thigh in a hurry and pushed Edmondâs shoulder away.
âYou woke up earlier than I thought, so I was wondering if it wasnât enough.â
âStop it because Iâm so full that my stomach is about to explode. Weâre going back today.â
âYes, youâd better go home and take your time for the rest.â
Who said that if one crosses a mountain, a bigger mountain will appear. Even though Edmond had been removed from the morning, Ezet was already worried about what had happened once she returned.
The powerful sex inhibitor, which the priest even blessed, seemed to have no effect. No, it worked strangely, to be exact.
Ezet also regretted a little that he had to take a sex inhibitor.
âCan you get up? Do you want me to dress you?
âIâm going to call a maid!â
Gently slapping the back of his hand stroking her hip, Ezet quickly got out of bed. Sheâs still naked, but if sheâs with Edmond anymore, she wonât be able to return to the Dukeâs Castle this week.
She wonât be able to do it.
Ezet, who ran over the partition covered with a blanket, rang the bell to call the maid of the Palace. When Edmond heard the sound, he snorted past the bathroom and went back to his room.
With the help of a maid in the Palace, Ezet dressed and looked around. Itâs only been a week or so since theyâve had so much going on here. It felt friendly, as if it had become another home.
ââ¦Should I make a room like this in my fortress?â
The interior of the Duchessâ Palace was decorated according to Eritâs taste, but Ezet liked the heavy and elegant interior unique to the northern castle.
High ceilings and stone walls. The tapestry on the wall was not irritating because of its calm color despite its splendor.
When Ezet, who looked around and engraved the room, came out of the room after her make-up, Edmond, already dressed in a suit, a coat, and a hat, was waiting at the door.
âEdmond is really fast.â
âTo be quick and accurate. Itâs the first condition for mercenaries.â
âYouâre no longer a mercenary.â
âOnly for you.â
Ezet laughed, frowning in one eye and looking like a child playing a joke, unlike his powerful appearance. He thought he had seen quite many different aspects of this man, but is there still more hidden side to him?
âEdmond, by the way⦠Is this how itâs going?â
âIs there a problem?â
Countess Harrington could not be cured. They tried to identify the culprit, but the two ladies, who were prime suspects at the tea party, were in critical condition and could not even communicate properly. At least she had seen Countess Devonâs face, but she had not even seen Marchioness Barthâs face since that day.
He stepped down first because he could not interrogate the patient without evidence, but nothing was finally solved.
âI would have talked to you at least if you were at the banquet last night, but I didnât expect you both to be absent.â
It was a complicated feeling. Countess Harrington could not be left alone. But there was nothing Ezet could do without evidence or witnesses.
Even though Edmond is a Duke of Jaxen that makes even the Emperor aware, he could not investigate the accident inside the Palace even though it was not related to Ezet.
âEdmond, youâd better send some medicine, too.â
âMedicine?â
âItâs important to find the culprit, but we canât leave Countess Harrington alone.â
After Countess Harrington has recovered, it would be better to ask for circumstances to catch the criminal. Thatâs what Ezet thought.
Edmond said it was none of Ezetâs business or guilt, but Ezet still cared about Countess Harrington.
When something bad happens, even though itâs not oneâs responsibility, they feel like itâs their fault, and itâs not easy to fix.
âYou donât have to worry about that.â
âWhat?â
âYou heard her Majesty said. She gave them a special gift.â
âNo, thatâs for Count Devon and Marquis Bathâ¦â
âLetâs get out of here, Ezet. Itâs not polite to keep them waiting too long.â
Whoâs waiting?
Kissing Ezetâs forehead as she looked up with her eyes wide open, Edmond hugged Ezet.