On the other hand, as soon as Edith confirmed Balter’s miraculous return to normal body condition, she headed to the couple’s bedroom. It was to conceal the pieces of evidence.

“Vivian, let’s move these letters to my desk drawer.”

She discreetly took out the letters and items containing memories of Isaac that she had kept in the bedroom.

Just the fact that Balter discovered that she had been preserving the grass flower ring for almost ten years made her face warm, and if he were to carefully examine other items and speak in his smooth voice, she felt like she wouldn’t be able to lift her face due to embarrassment.

Thud—

However, as soon as Vivian left the bedroom, the door closed as if it had been waiting.

Edith, who was about to ask if she had left something behind, immediately swallowed her dry saliva. With strong arms coiling around her waist like a snake, the scent of soap tickled her nose.

Without asking who the owner of the body tightly pressed against the back of hers was, it could be known.

“Balter.”

Balter let out a light laugh, pulling her even closer. Her movements were so natural and smooth that she could feel relieved.

‘It’s completely different from regular patients suffering from illnesses, and those who are bedridden due to Lexion’s bloodline and magical exhaustion.’

Edith knew that a person who fell due to a magical outburst woke up as soon as the problem was resolved, but she was a bit surprised because she didn’t know that Balter would become this vigorous.

However, being healthy wasn’t just about overall physical condition.

“….”

Edith flinched at the intense and warm energy reaching her at once.

Just a few hours ago, Balter was excessively healthy and warm to the point that it would be an understatement to say he had been lying in a sickbed. No, the heat he radiated felt more than before…

“Edith, why are you thinking like that?”

“Just… it seems like your physical condition has improved more than before.”

Satisfied enough to be suspicious of Edith’s answer, he pressed his lips to her neck.

“Our lady is quite straightforward. How does she know that your overall condition seems good enough to skip a week of sleep after resting for a few days?”

“Balter. I’m talking about overall physical condition. And please stop that lady talk… uh.”

Due to the wind of him kissing her ear, Edith couldn’t continue her words.

It seemed like she couldn’t resist him. The soft and pliant kisses along her shoulder line seemed to awaken her nerves. The blood flowing through her veins was already as hot as if it had been boiling.

“Think of it as our own nickname, Edith.”

“But still…”

Edith, unable to resist his following touch, unknowingly clung to him. Unlike her mind, which was reluctant, her body, without knowing what to do, was positively responding to him.

‘Now he’s not just a small duke; he’s the crown prince in waiting…!’
The reporters of the capital no longer used the title “Duke Lexion.” Whenever he jokingly addressed her as the lost son of the emperor, the crown prince, and so on, she was startled, fearing that someone might hear.

It wasn’t that she disliked his endearing nicknames, but she thought that, as the emperor proclaimed, they needed to sort out the titles before officially receiving the appointment as the crown prince.

However, as if seeing through her thoughts, Balter turned Edith’s body towards him.

“More than anything, you like it. I’m just shamelessly begging.”

His eyes narrowed slightly. Perhaps because he heard the news that he had fully recovered his memory. Edith felt that the accident might stop at that smile that she had been secretly in love with for a long time.

Balter, as if possessed, gazed at her, lowering himself gradually.

“There’s no place for me to lean on except the glass window, so I endured it. But when I see it with those eyes, I want to prove it, Edith.”

“….!”

Kneeling with both knees, he gently stroked her calf. The moment he placed her leg, leaning on the window sill, on his shoulder, impulse and thirst arose simultaneously.

In the moment when their eyes met, Edith was captivated by exactly the same desire. The image of him running his fingertips and lips over her wet nose and lips came to her mind as if it unfolded on its own.

She didn’t dislike him rushing to her. To lower his posture only in front of her and beg like a beast was something she couldn’t resist either.

“….”

Edith, gently stroking her disheveled black hair, looked carefully towards the bed. Bacter, who read the meaning of permission from her reddened cheeks, picked her up in a flash.

As the soft bedding touched her back, Edith closed her eyes. He was about to swallow her up in one go as if he would devour her. Every time their skin rubbed against each other, her heart pounded loudly.

Balter threw the fussy clothes under the bed in one go. A light breeze blew, and a few letters that Edith had placed on the bedside table fell onto the bed.