She didn’t seem vulgar in her attempt to seduce him, despite his warning that there would be no wedding night if she failed.
Instead, she seemed like a saint bestowing mercy on him.
As her hands touched him, the buttons of his formal attire came undone one by one, revealing his upper body.
Seeing this, a look of difficulty finally appeared in the woman’s eyes. She had managed to move until this point, but seemed uncertain about what to do next.
This attitude at least indicated that she too was inexperienced, softening Kaian’s approach.
In the meantime, she leaned down and kissed his exposed chest.
Only then did he vividly feel her slight trembling.
Suppressing the desire seeping into his body and enjoying the ticklish sensation, Kaian asked her,
“What’s your name?”
Yet, the woman who had not reacted to any of his previous insults suddenly stiffened and trembled violently.
Her wide golden eyes showed a complex emotion, as if encountering something unbearably difficult.
This twisted his already knotted emotions again. Just as the mood was about to improve, he felt like he had become the villain.
“Don’t make me repeat myself. What’s your name?”
A small, trembling voice responded to his question.
“Clodel Queen… Bermont.”
That damn Bermont.
Kaian muttered softly to himself.
“Whether you’ll become Clodel Queen Temnes depends on your efforts tonight. Try your best.”
He got up and extinguished the candle.
Somehow, he thought he could manage if he couldn’t see her red hair, reminiscent of an inexperienced wife.
Soon, his large frame overlaid her delicate body.
Clodel Queen Bermont.
Her becoming the wife of Kaian Fluke Temnes, the war god who had tripled the territory of the Oberon Kingdom, was unexpected.
Originally, the Temnes and Bermont families were founding contributors of the Oberon Kingdom, acting as political powerhouses within the kingdom.
The indomitable sword Temnes and the protective Bermont.
The military family dominating the battlefield and the Bermonts, known for their outstanding diplomacy and widespread marriage connections, each played their roles diligently for the prosperity of the Oberon Kingdom, leading to an era of great peace.
Two hundred years ago, a significant rift occurred between the heads of the two families.
Initially, it was over trivial matters like being seated in a less honorable place at a banquet or finding an uncleaned shell in a dish.
However, the problem was that the offended party was the leader of the largest political force within the kingdom.
Their mutual hatred and malice grew as they bolstered their egos, leading to increasingly severe conflicts and fights, both big and small, everywhere.
Over time, the hatred between the Bermont of the north and the Temnes of the south had reached such a peak that even their respective citizens would spit on the ground in disgust when mentioning their enemies.
When the power of the two families was evenly matched, intense conflicts were somehow manageable. The issue arose when the Balmond region, under Bermont, suffered from a decade-long drought.
Located in the north of the Oberon Kingdom, Balmond was a land with scarce farmland, mostly consisting of mountains and permafrost, where most inhabitants worked in mines or forests. It was impossible to feed them solely with the harvest from within the territory.
Bermont had accumulated wealth by selling medicinal herbs, timber, game, and precious ores from the mountains of their domain, buying and stockpiling food with that money.
However, as the drought worsened and the output of Balmond diminished, Duke Temnes seized the moment and blocked the export of grain to the north.
As the food crisis in the territory worsened, the people began to flee with their families.
The most crucial element for maintaining a lord’s power was his people.
With the starving citizens deserting, the prestige of Balmond rapidly declined.
Kaian did not miss this opportunity.
Rumors circulated that he was preparing for a territorial war against Bermont, seeing it as a chance to erase the longstanding grudge of the Temnes family.
The King of Oberon intervened, resolving the issue by sending the daughter of the Duke of Bermont to Duke Kaian Temnes.
If Temnes had attacked the territory, the Bermont ducal family would have surely faced extinction.
Bermont’s money and jewels had become almost worthless since Temnes started controlling the grain export to the north.
Asking starving people to take up arms and fight was a cruel demand.
The King of Oberon’s explicit move to revive Bermont had an external justification: not to lose a talented diplomat.
Without Bermont, no one could replace them. The key to Bermont’s diplomatic skill was their marriage connections.
Nobles from their family had married into or become sons-in-law of key figures in various countries.
Strictly speaking, it was an unwanted marriage for Kaian and a desired one for Clodel.
The starving people of the territory could not be forced to wage war for years.
Moreover, this marriage meant that Temnes would allow the export of grain to the northern region.
It was a relief to be able to do something for the starving children.
The next day, Clodel was awakened early and had to hastily prepare herself.
Her body, tired from being up until dawn, creaked and complained of pain, but she was used to enduring discomfort.
“Cough. Cough.”
Seeing her coughing finely, Hanna asked with concern,
“It seems you caught a cold from being in the rain yesterday.”
“That’s right.”
“I’ll get you some medicine.”
It seemed that in just one day, Hanna realized that she couldn’t rely on asking for help here. Her determination to procure it herself was evident. Clodel smiled at her resilient maid.
Shortly after, the steward of the lord’s castle came to escort her.
The wedding night had passed, but the marriage ceremony wasn’t completely over yet.
She had to go to the underground mausoleum of the past Dukes of Temnes to pay her respects as the next lady of the house.
The damp underground staircase was slippery, possibly wet.
Holding Hanna’s hand, Clodel carefully descended to see the stone tombs filling the vast underground cavern.
Graves were dug into the floor, with tombstones above them, bearing names and deeds.
In the center, a newly made tomb stood out.
Kaian Fluke Temnes.
Clodel Queen Temnes.
It was the place for Kaian and her.
Clodel lightly touched the cold, smooth tombstone.
What more could be engraved under this stone that bears only a name?
The man who had said last night that it was up to her whether she could carry the name of Temnes, apparently, had no intention of casting her out. The fact that this tomb had been prepared for her seemed to indicate that.
Then, from behind her, came the cold voice of Kaian.
“Do you like the resting place that has been prepared for you?”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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