Vol. 1 Ch. 133

Ten minutes ago, Rosvitha lay in bed tossing and turning, finding it difficult to fall asleep.

There wasn’t anything particularly bothering her; it was just a normal insomnia reaction during pregnancy. When she was pregnant with Noia and Muen, she often couldn’t fall asleep before midnight.

She lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling, the blanket pulled up to her mouth, leaving only her nose exposed for breathing.

Her hands were gently placed on her abdomen, a rather “quiet” sleeping posture. Her silver eyes shone like beautiful crystals in the night, blinking intermittently.

This dragon, once she couldn’t sleep, she tended to overthink. Even Rosvitha was no exception. Her thoughts wandered from various embarrassing moments in her childhood to the current pregnancy with their second child.

Over two hundred years’ worth of memories passed through her mind in just a few seconds.

The Queen wasn’t very familiar with human culture, so she didn’t know that this behavior was called “carousel thinking” by humans. But often, just before humans fell asleep, they would review every detail of their lives.

After reminiscing, Rosvitha closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep, but she felt no drowsiness at all. She blinked and fluttered her long eyelashes, remembering the conversation she had with Leon during breakfast today.

Rosvitha briefly recalled the conversation and realized that they both seemed to be deliberately avoiding the topic of the second child.

She didn’t know exactly what Leon was thinking, but he had said on the night they confirmed the pregnancy that no matter what, he would face it together with her. She knew Leon wouldn’t lie to her.

However, inexplicably, Rosvitha wanted to hear more from him. She wanted to know more about his inner feelings and thoughts regarding this second pregnancy.@@novelbin@@

During pregnancy, all sorts of inexplicable thoughts tend to pop into one’s mind, even ones that Rosvitha herself wasn’t consciously aware of.

But she couldn’t just ask Leon directly. That stubborn man would never easily share his true feelings with her.

“Wait a minute, true feelings…”

Rosvitha suddenly sat up in bed, softly and slowly murmuring the words “true feelings.” Then she glanced at the clock.

“Two twenty-five in the morning…”

The Queen smirked to herself. “Isn’t it just perfect, my dear captive? I happen to want to play a little game of truth or dare with you at this time.”

She threw off the covers, slipped on her dragon-wing slippers, threw on a sleep robe, and headed out of the room.

Rosvitha cautiously pushed open Leon’s bedroom door. She never locked the door when Leon was sleeping, making it easier for her to conduct surprise “homework checks.”

At first, Leon tried to resist by locking the door tightly, turning the lock left and right three times. But it proved futile because Rosvitha had the master key that could open all the rooms in the Silver Dragon Temple. Even if Leon turned the lock into a flower, it wouldn’t stop her.

Rosvitha quietly opened the door and silently made her way to Leon’s bedroom. It happened to be two thirty in the morning.

She reached the bedside, intending to ask Leon about his thoughts on the second child, but was surprised to find that the man wasn’t there!

Frowning, Rosvitha muttered, “Where is he…”

“Snooze… snooze…” came a soft sound.

The curtains on the side fluttered as the wind blew, making a rustling sound. Rosvitha glanced over and noticed that Leon’s balcony door was open.

Sleeping with the balcony door open in this season? Even if you were the strongest dragon slayer, wouldn’t you catch a cold the next morning?

Rosvitha walked slowly to the balcony, looking left and right, but she didn’t see anything unusual. However, she also didn’t find any trace of Leon.

“Not sleeping in the middle of the night, where did he wander off to?” she muttered to herself, her gaze falling on the balcony of her own room. She blinked and cautiously walked over.

Standing at the balcony railing, Rosvitha looked down and noticed some footprints and marks of friction on the railing. She examined them carefully and concluded that these marks were made just recently.

In an instant, the Queen realized what had happened. She immediately turned around and hurriedly walked back to her own room.

…The sound of hurried footsteps approached, it must be Rosvitha. But under no circumstances could she let that mother dragon find him in her bedroom in the middle of the night.

Otherwise, she would have countless reasons to blame Leon. Accuse him of plotting, accuse him of scheming for the throne, accuse him of not being able to resist talking about their homework, just say it straight to her instead of sneaking around like this—

oh~ N！！O！！

How could I, Casmode, allow myself to be tainted by others in this life of mine, clear and righteous? I must find a solution, quickly, quickly!

Leon anxiously looked around, brainstorming various strategies in his mind. Should he climb back in through the balcony?

No, Rosvitha was already through the foyer, and in a few seconds, she would be back in her bedroom.

There wasn’t enough time, and there was even a risk of being caught in the middle by her. If that mother dragon said, “You can’t move now, can you, dragon slayer?” it would be all over.

Since he couldn’t climb back in through the balcony, then… hide under the bed? No, that would be too undignified. It would be beneath him as a top-notch dragon slayer.

Leon scanned the room like a sophisticated AI, analyzing the pros and cons of hiding in various corners. Finally, he settled on the study.

Rosvitha usually loved reading, but she wouldn’t be reading in the middle of the night, right?

Once his decision was made, Leon swiftly darted into the study. At the moment he closed the door behind him, Rosvitha stepped into the bedroom.

She knew Leon was in the house. But she didn’t rush to expose him. Catching prey in the trap was something to savor, to enjoy.

However, she needed to confirm where he was hiding first.

Rosvitha glanced at the balcony and then under the bed, finding no sign of Leon. That left only the bathroom and the study.

The bathroom door was open, indicating he wasn’t there. That meant the study was the only place he could be hiding.

Rosvitha understood Leon’s mindset too well at this moment. He must be planning to wait until she fell asleep and then slip away quietly, undetected.

Then, the next morning, he would act as if nothing had happened.

And indeed, hidden in the study, Leon pressed himself against the door, listening intently to the sounds coming from the bedroom.

Why did Rosvitha understand Leon’s thoughts so well? It was because not long ago, during the Bunny Girl incident, she sneaked into Leon’s room to find those Bunny Girl photos, only to be caught red-handed by Leon, cornered in the bathroom!

Gee, that was truly a memorable day. She almost started hating the bathroom because of that incident.

And now, the tables have turned, roles reversed. Because she once got caught in the rain, she’s now going to snatch Leon’s umbrella!

“You’re waiting for me to go to bed, aren’t you? Fine, I’ll sleep and let you listen.”

Rosvitha deliberately walked to the side of the bed with slightly heavy steps, then lifted the covers twice, creating the sound of covering herself, making Leon think she had already laid down.

Then, she took off her shoes and quietly walked to the door of the study, silently waiting for someone to open the door from inside.

Rosvitha breathed lightly; she knew that in tense situations, the senses would be particularly acute. Leon must be just one door away from her now.

If she suddenly banged on the door now, it would definitely scare the living daylights out of that man.

But that momentary fear and shock would be too cheap for him. Rosvitha wanted to torture him slowly, just like before, to enjoy his helpless appearance.

So, time passed second by second. About twenty minutes later, Leon hiding in the study thought that Rosvitha should be almost asleep.

After listening for any movement and confirming there were no sounds, he gently pressed down the door handle.

Freedom, he would soon be free. Opening this door, walking through the corridor, returning to his room, and then covering himself with the blanket, burying his head to sleep deeply. Tomorrow, waking up as if nothing had happened.

Plan failed!

Leon bit his tongue, as if all the strength in his body was concentrated in the hand pressing down on the door handle, but the movement was still gentle and slow, afraid to make any noise.

Click— it opened.

Leon gently pulled the door open, ready to greet that—

“Hi, dear captive, didn’t expect you to love studying so much. Sneaking into my study to read in the dead of night?”

Bam!!

Leon slammed the door shut heavily, then leaned back against the door, breathing heavily.

Outside the door, Rosvitha remained calm, a smile playing at her lips, and she said calmly, “Open the door.”

No response.

Rosvitha chuckled, then cleared her throat, “Next up is Miss Melkvi’s request for Mr. Leon, a song called ‘Open the Door,’ please enjoy.”

“Little Leon, open the door, I want to come in~”

“You give up, Mother Dragon, I won’t open the door for you!”

Listening to Leon’s response, which mirrored her own earlier, Rosvitha covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.

Is this what it feels like to have someone trapped?

Fantastic!

Everyone says there’s no such thing as a perfect shared experience, but Rosvitha just wanted to say that they haven’t encountered this queen and her captive.

Now, at this moment, she perfectly understands how Leon felt at that time!

The melodious song came through, but behind the door, Leon felt it was the whisper of death.

He couldn’t open the door.

Absolutely not.

I’ll drag this out as long as I can!

“Open the door, Leon. Do you want to hide in there forever? Come out, I won’t do anything to you,” Rosvitha said.

Leon blinked, as if remembering something, and hurriedly said, “You really can’t do anything to me, Rosvitha. You’re pregnant now, we can’t do—”

“I know, that’s why I said it. Come out and talk to me.”

Rosvitha also knew that during pregnancy, intercourse was not allowed. So, she really couldn’t do anything to herself.

Leon breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously opened the door to the study.

The silver-haired beauty leaned against the door frame, hands crossed over her chest, smiling as she looked at Leon. “Coming to my room in the dead of night, what do you want?”

Leon’s gaze shifted, stuttering, “Nothing…”

“Not talking? Alright, I have ways to make you talk.”

Leon swallowed nervously. After all, he had trespassed into the Mother Dragon’s boudoir without justification, so he naturally lost the upper hand.

He scrutinized Rosvitha, wondering what other tricks she had besides submitting assignments.

Rosvitha’s beautiful eyes stared at him, and then, it seemed like something was moving beneath her nightgown.

The next moment, a silver tail slowly emerged from beneath the hem of her dress.

Leon stared at the agile tail, as if suddenly realizing something terrifying.

“No way… Rosvitha, you wouldn’t do that, right?”