Buried in the Emperor’s broad chest, Arabella for the first time cried out loud, unrestrainedly.
“Your Majesty!”
The Emperor’s knights, who had been waiting outside the lord’s castle, rushed out upon spotting the approaching white horse.
In the chilly dawn of early morning, as the royal guards, who had been dispersed in search of the Emperor and Arabella, were regrouping and returning to the castle, the Emperor returned.
“It’s a relief to see you unharmed, Your Majesty.”
Knight Jacob, large in stature, placed his palm over his heart, greeting loudly. Suddenly, the Emperor’s index finger swiftly rose to his lips.
“Shh,”
A signal for everyone to be silent. The knights, including Jacob, closed their mouths and their eyes landed on the small bundle in the Emperor’s arms.
Arabella, wrapped from head to toe in the Emperor’s cloak, peeked out with half her face, fast asleep in his embrace.
“I will take her.”
“Not necessary.”
As aide Kyle extended his arms towards Arabella in the Emperor’s embrace, the Emperor curtly responded.
Kyle felt a chill run down his spine at the brief, piercing look from the Emperor.
With one arm holding Arabella, the Emperor skillfully dismounted the horse using his long legs.
“Take Cassius to rest. He has worked hard.”
At the Emperor’s command, two soldiers quickly led the white horse to the lord’s stables.
“Is the bedroom ready?”
“Yes, the guest room on the third floor is prepared, with the lord’s steward and maids waiting,” Kyle replied, visibly tired.
Kyle, about to offer again to escort them, changed his mind and remained silent.
The Emperor, holding Arabella, seemed to be protecting a precious treasure, refusing to let anyone else near, almost forming an impenetrable barrier around her.
Honestly, the word ‘prey’ rather than ‘treasure’ had crossed his mind, but he hurriedly dismissed the thought.
Not only Kyle but also Jacob, Knight Peter, and the other gathered guards swiftly dispersed, thinking it safer to look elsewhere.
As Maxwell ascended the spiral staircase, his large hand shielded Arabella’s closed eyes from the bright chandelier light illuminating the stairs.
The small head, peacefully asleep in his chest, nuzzled deeper into his embrace, causing his long throat to visibly swallow once.
Upon entering the bedroom with Arabella in his arms, warm steam with a delicate lavender scent rose from the pristine porcelain bathtub next to the fireplace.
“We have prepared warm bath water so she doesn’t catch a cold from sleeping like this.”
The steward and two maids greeted the Emperor as he entered, their voices trembling, barely daring to look at the face of the Emperor who had wreaked havoc just hours ago.
The Emperor’s brutal decapitation of the nefarious Lord Lorel and his sons had been a welcome event for everyone in the lordship. However, the ruthlessness with which the Emperor had wielded his sword, with not a trace of mercy or hesitation, was so terrifying it chilled them to the bone.
Maxwell nodded and carefully laid Arabella on the bed.
The women’s faces flushed with confusion as the Emperor, casting a long shadow, showed no signs of leaving, essential for undressing Arabella for her bath.
‘Ah, the two must be intimate. That’s why the Emperor personally carried her in. And here we were, preparing separate chambers,’ the steward realized, exchanging knowing glances with the maids.
As the women approached Arabella to undo her ash-smeared dress, a frigid voice cut through the air.
“What are you doing?”
“We were unbuttoning her dress to help her bathe…”
Startled, the steward bowed and replied.
The steward’s mind raced. To bathe her, they naturally had to undress her. It felt like they were caught tampering with something of his without permission.
Having bathed the countess and her three daughters for over twenty years, the steward’s eyes darted around, lost.
‘Perhaps, does His Majesty wish to bathe with the young lady?’
‘Should we leave then?’
‘If we linger, we might get caught in trouble.’
As the flustered women communicated silently with their eyes, the Emperor’s voice resounded, albeit reluctantly.
“Then, assist her carefully with her bath.”
“Yes? Yes, we will serve her with all our heart.”
As the Emperor turned to leave, his red eyes suddenly widened in surprise.
Frozen, he gazed downward at the small, chubby hand gripping his finger and thumb tightly. The owner of the hand, Arabella, lay with a blissful smile on her pale face, sound asleep.
Unknowingly, the Emperor’s other hand drifted to Arabella’s sleeping face.
As his palm cradled her soft cheek, her small head leaned into his hand, rubbing against it. The soft eyelashes, the plump and moist lips, all were felt in the palm of his hand.
‘Haah.’
Feeling warmth spread through every corner of his body, the Emperor clenched his teeth.
Arabella must undoubtedly be a spy sent by the enemy to test his unbreakable resolve.
Eager to save the wild animals, she had rushed into the flames, infuriating him, and now, she was stirring every single cell in his body, pushing him into a cauldron of excitement.
The irony was that the protagonist, who had made his lower body uncomfortably tense, was blissfully unaware, sleeping soundly.
As the Emperor stood there, hand still in place, it was the maids who became increasingly anxious.
They were torn between leaving the two alone and pretending ignorance, or undressing the young lady under the Emperor’s watchful eye. Uncertain of the Emperor’s intentions, the maids remained standing for a long time, merely exchanging glances.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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