“Cayena!”

Natasha rushed towards Cayena and greeted her cheerfully.

“I was just remembering that I left something in the dining room, thank you for bringing it. It’s a fan that Lady Dorothea made herself as a gift, so it would be troublesome if I lost it.”

“It’s nothing. Shall I accompany you to your bedroom while I’m at it?”

Cayena asked as she handed over the fan. She thought it would be convenient for both of them if she guided them to the room.

“Why not? We can chat along the way.”

Natasha, who had secretly hoped for this, readily accepted the offer.

With Cayena leading the way, they followed slowly behind.

Sieghart, seemingly mindful of the earlier request, would affectionately caress Cayena whenever she turned back to face them.

When they reached the bedroom, he stepped forward to heat up the situation.

“You can go back now.”

“Yes! Shall I bring you a warm cup of tea before you retire, to help clear your head?”

“I appreciate your thoughtfulness, but I think we’ll be fine.”

Sieghart pulled Natasha by the waist, bringing her close to his side.

“If the servants overhear a couple’s private affairs, my wife might feel embarrassed.”

He entered the room, leaving behind a flustered Cayena. The sound of the door locking was perfect.

At last, it was just the two of them. Natasha, who had stepped into this world, stared blankly at him with a puzzled expression.

Soon, the man’s eyes smoothly lifted. His face seemed to ask smugly, isn’t this what you wanted?

Right. Sieghart had moved exactly as she desired. It felt as if he had read her thoughts thoroughly.

Thanks to Cayena’s excellent cooperation, there was no need to worry about her side.

“What are you thinking?”

Now, what remained was…

Sieghart Asthart’s side.

It was a completely different matter from the suspicion towards Cayena and Sieghart’s innocence.

Sieghart was also among those who needed to be tested to uncover the truth of the incident.

‘Stay here, with me. Forever. The princess’s trace is what I desire.’

Natasha slowly caressed the man’s chest.

“I have a favor to ask of you, Your Excellency.”

Gently meeting his eyes with hers,

“I have no ulterior motives. It’s just that I need to confirm something.”

She whispered softly.

“Will you kiss me, Sieghart?”

Her clear face immediately crumpled. Covering her face with her hands, she repeatedly rubbed it dry, hiding her furrowed brow completely.

“Tisha, you brought this upon yourself. I’m merely complying with your request. Like an obedient dog.”

Sieghart’s shadow fell over Natasha’s face. His countenance, swallowing the darkness with his back to the light, slowly approached her.

“You may have decided the beginning, but I’ll determine the end.”

Natasha closed her eyes at the anticipated friction.

The lips that met left no space even to exhale. The roughly neighboring lips were tightly sealed as if they had stuck together on their own.

For a moment, the lips parted. It was a gentle coupling for a man who had been displaying well-worn patience.

Until then.

The moment their eyes met, Natasha’s instincts told her to close her eyes. However, she defied the signal and didn’t avert her gaze. The same was true for her counterpart. The shadows of the two people rippled and moved on each other’s red glass.

Sieghart, who had come one step closer, rubbed his lips against hers once more. Before she could say it was enough, the soft flesh enveloped her upper lip.

Hup, as she took a small breath, the impatient flesh this time enveloped her lower lip. The violated lips trembled in turn. Yet Sieghart didn’t stop. Instead, he made Natasha open her mouth wider and inserted his flesh.

Something moist swept around inside her mouth. Viscous saliva that couldn’t distinguish its owner mixed wildly inside each other. Sieghart sucked in her lower lip as if ordering her to swallow it to the end.

“Mmph…”

Gulp, gulp, it felt like being a fish. Natasha repeatedly opened and closed her mouth to match his pace. Even if she tried to stop the vulgar contact, she had no time to block the man who was coming in more fiercely than expected.

Every time she tried to stop the man, she was prevented. The sharp Sieghart firmly grasped her nape and continued his instincts.

Was this what he meant by saying he would determine the end? The man truly didn’t accept Natasha’s will at all, not even a little.

Unable to overcome the moistly pressing body, Natasha kept being pushed back. As she stepped backwards without knowing her position, she suddenly sank down at a caught edge.

The ornate chandelier pierced her pupils. As she squinted at the dazzling light, broad shoulders blocked the light.

Only then did Natasha realize that she was lying on the bed.

“I’m not finished yet. How about we do more?”

“…”

“Give an order to this obedient dog.”

She had to reject the black hand. Isn’t this enough?

…Is it really enough?

Natasha couldn’t be sure. This wouldn’t be enough to reveal the truth of that day. It had to shake even her mind hazily.

Eventually, she wrapped her arms around his thick neck. Sieghart, with a smile full of ecstasy, lowered his body. His rough hand on the bed firmly gripped the sheets.

Soon, the two bodies overlapped side by side.

She felt lecherous hands groping her body. Fierce movements attempting to tear at her delicate flesh continued repeatedly.

After a while, footsteps could be heard snooping around, and the owner of the footsteps carefully traced Natasha’s surroundings with gentle hands.

“…”

Natasha opened her eyes and looked around. The person who should have been lying next to her was, of course, not there.

Turning her head to the other side, she saw a familiar face. Cayena, who had been continuing her work with an expressionless face, immediately smiled as soon as her eyes met Natasha’s.

“My lady, are you awake? Oh, did I wake you up? I’m sorry! I was touching this and that trying to change the sheets…”

“The sheets?”

Natasha feigned ignorance and asked.

“Yes, it would be terrible if blood soaked into the sheets. I was about to secretly take them out while you were sleeping and hand them over to the maids.”

When she lowered her head, which had been leaning against the headboard, she could clearly see the bloodstains drawn on the white sheets.

Oh my, covering her mouth with her hand, she couldn’t hide her surprise, saying what should she do.

“Oh dear, it seems my monthly cycle was troublesome. I couldn’t prepare in advance…”

“Monthly cycle?”

Cayena looked at Natasha, who believed the bloodstains on the bed were traces of her period, as if finding it strange.

“Monthly cycle? This is a token of love!”

“…A token of love?”

“Yes! Isn’t it evidence that you two shared passionate love last night?”

Natasha still looked confused. Frustrated by her mistress’s slow grasp of the situation, Cayena added a word.

“Don’t you remember when you parted with me yesterday? His Excellency was so affectionate towards you then!”

“…Maybe it’s because I was drunk? I don’t remember well.”

This time she postponed a definite answer, using dizziness as an excuse. Cayena handed her a prepared glass of water, saying the alcohol must have been that strong. Gulp, drinking the cool water seemed to completely relieve her fatigue.

Seeing the Duchess’s brightened eyes, Cayena attempted conversation again.

“When I passed by the corridor last night, I heard such erotic sounds!”

“…Cayena, what exactly did you hear?”

“Oh my, why do you keep asking such embarrassing things when you should know best? Of course, it was the sound of a couple making love!”

“I have no such memory.”

Natasha immediately denied Cayena’s confirmation attack.

“You were in a drunken state, so there might be parts you don’t remember. But just because you don’t remember doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. Look at the evidence clearly imprinted on this blanket!”

Cayena pointed clearly at the bloodstain.

In this life, Sieghart and she had never consummated their marriage. If the two had indeed carried out the deed yesterday as Cayena said, it was a situation where blood could certainly flow.

“And…”

“…”

“You have so much evidence that it’s almost embarrassing to list it all?”

Cayena’s persistent gaze scanned her body. Belatedly turning her gaze, Natasha discovered red spots blooming on her skin.

As if entranced, she stood up and approached the mirror, where she could observe her ridiculously changed body in more detail.

Apart from her arms and legs, red passion flowers were in full bloom on her neck, collarbone, and chest area. Even the negligee she wore at night was thoroughly disheveled, as if it had been taken off and put back on.

“Haha…”

It was too perfect evidence. Given the circumstances, it was impossible not to believe that the two had spent the night together. She had reached a point where she couldn’t deny last night’s events using fragmented memories as an excuse.

Yes, it would be a believable story if Natasha’s memory had ‘really’ been cut off.

‘I have only one request. You can stop here.’

‘I see, is that your request, my lady?’

‘Yes, that’s the end. A situation where we engaged in embarrassing contact in a hazy state of mind but didn’t spend the night together. That’s the extent of the situation I wanted.’

‘What a vicious act.’

‘Yes, it’s a vicious act. One where we have to deliberately deceive someone…’

The two had never engaged in an unholy relationship before God last night. Sieghart, who had shared a deep kiss, left the room in the early morning, unable to resist Natasha’s request.

“Did that really happen, Cayena?”

“…Pardon?”

“When you were walking in the corridor. Did you hear my moans? Did our intimate sounds echo and spread through the corridor?”

She stared fiercely at Cayena through the mirror and interrogated.