It was a kind of contract marriage proposal.

“I definitely rejected it, but Cordelia formally proposed an engagement to the family.”

Cedric’s voice was slightly mixed with irritation.

“And even after rejecting it, she brought up that story every time we met.”

Quietly listening, Lamain slowly moved her lips.

“It was a proposal worth considering for you at least once. Why did you reject it?”

“That’s probably…”

Suddenly, the vague husband looked at her gently.

At that moment when he was trying to say something.

“Maybe because I wanted to meet you?”

Suddenly, Lamain flinched at the pinkish gaze.

…Uh, blink a little.

Seeing the embarrassed Lamain, Cedric chuckled softly. And then.
“Cordelia and I are completely incompatible.”

He explained the reasons properly.

“We’re incompatible? What do you mean?”

“Quite literally, our personalities and preferences don’t match at all.”

“Ah…”

“No matter if it’s a marriage by contract, I wouldn’t be able to live even a day with such a personality.”

Cedric asserted.

“How is she, though? I heard that you received the Queen’s approval, and currently, you’re in charge of the education of the youngest princess.”

There didn’t seem to be any major issues with Cordelia’s personality.

“Cordelia is smart enough to be acknowledged in the royal family and has a straightforward character. I admit that part.”

“…”

“So, I call her a person with dual personalities.”

Kluck. Lamain burst into laughter without even realizing it.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Oh, no, nothing.”

Come to think of it, it seemed more fitting for the two of them to exchange friendship rings than engagement rings.

“Is there nothing else you’re curious about now?”

Lamain quickly smoothed out her rounded eyes.

She momentarily forgot that she shouldn’t be laughing now, focusing on the unexpected story of their contract marriage.

“No, there isn’t.”

Lamain replied briefly in a confident tone.

“I have something to tell you in advance.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“I have a conversation to share with Cordelia at Ralph’s party.”

Lamain blinked her eyes slowly.

“What kind of conversation?”

He moved his lips slowly as if considering it.

“It’s not certain yet, but if it becomes clear, I will definitely let you know.”

There was no falsehood in his perfectly aligned blue eyes.

“Yes, please do.”

She was slightly curious, but she decided to endure it.

“If I happen to have a long conversation with Cordelia or disappear, please don’t think strange thoughts.”

“…Strange thoughts?”

“Well, for me, it’s fine, but aren’t you having a hard time?”

Her husband made a meaningful yet pleased smile. And then.

“Honestly, tell me.”

He spoke with a gaze that suggested he knew everything.

“What?”

“Were you jealous?”

“No.”

With a knife-like answer, Cedric furrowed one eyebrow slowly.

Then he suddenly softened his gaze.

“I don’t mind either way.”

“…”

“The fact that you’re interested in my affairs makes me happy.”

The husband, who transparently revealed his feelings, looked at her with warm eyes.

Somewhere in her chest, something itched, and she held her breath.

…What is this? Foolish.

The inwardly muttered Lamain pressed her lips firmly and asked.

Actually, the foolish one wasn’t Cedric; it was herself.

While unable to deceive even herself.

Feeling the lingering gaze, she briefly held her breath.

“To be honest, it bothered me a bit.”

And she honestly admitted.

Thinking there was no use avoiding it anymore.

“I tried not to mind. It’s nothing but the woman my husband even got engaged to. It’s strange not to care, isn’t it?”
Warmth spread over the cheeks and ears.

“It’s not that the past is important, but still, my husband…”

At that moment, as she avoided eye contact and continued speaking.

“…Agh!”

Suddenly, she felt a force pulling her body.

Flop.

She felt the cozy sensation of a mattress behind her.

“…!”

When she opened her tightly closed eyes, she found herself trapped in her husband’s arms, who had taken over her position without her realizing.

Feeling a comfortable weight pressing against her, she looked up into her husband’s blue eyes.

Beautiful like the clear sky on a day with no clouds.

Her eyelids, which had shot up in surprise, found their place.

This must be the gaze of a man in love.

She hadn’t realized it despite looking at it every time.

“Exactly where is not pretty?”

A short laugh escaped Lamain’s lips.

It felt like she was having a sweet dream she didn’t want to wake up from.

Somewhere in her chest, warmth rose, and her breath became shallow.

At that moment, when her heart began its excited pace.

“May I kiss you?”

Her husband’s gentle voice softly enveloped her ears.

Another small laugh escaped from Lamain’s lips, and a faint smile spread across them.

“Just because you told me not to do it doesn’t mean I won’t.”

Have I been in this situation one or two times before?

Lamain glanced at him without resentment.

She couldn’t find a reason to push him away.

No, even if she found one.

“Don’t ask, just do it.”

Now it was an impossible act with reason.

“If it’s the lady’s order.”

The beautiful smile that had spread across her lips was soon swallowed by Cedric’s warm lips.

As their lips met, the movement of the husband, shifting the warmth over their entwined lips, was sensuous.

Always persistent movements felt pleasant.

Closer. An impulse to get closer surged.

She reached out her arms and wrapped them around Cedric’s neck.

As his hot breath penetrated deep, the illusion that his scent spread throughout her body occurred.

Cedric tightened his arms around her waist, swallowing her up as if he would engulf her.

Afraid that the desire surging like a torrent would go beyond his control, he put extra strength into the arms embracing her.

Even if she pushed him away, she would be the one pulling him in.

Cedric let out a groan-like sound between his moans.

And distractedly alternated between Lamain’s upper and lower lips.

Without giving time to exhale the pent-up breath, he delved deeper, leaving his marks more profoundly.

It wasn’t entirely gentle, but it wasn’t rough either. It was a kiss.

‘I just wish time would stop like this for a while. I had that thought.’

She recalled something he had said once.

For her, it was now.

Feeling a sense of reassurance from her husband, who held her as if he wouldn’t let go, she closed her eyes.

The illusion that she had just taken a step closer and had been lingering in his arms for a long time overwhelmed her.

Closing her eyes, only the vivid sensations he left behind were felt.
The hand that was wrapped around the nape of the neck touched the gown hanging over the thin slip.

The gown flowed down from the shoulders.

A tingling sensation brushed over the delicate skin, and long fingers swept over the white flesh.

At that moment, when the body soaked in sensations was shivering.

The hot sensation that was tightly pressed against the lips disappeared.

As Lamain opened her closed eyes, the hot lips of her husband were now felt in a different place.

Cedric began to place his lips on the round shoulders, over the white skin.

The provocative sound of sucking the flesh resonated countless times.

With the unfamiliar sensation covering her body, Lamain’s open lips let out a soft sound along with the excited breath.

A thrilling sound that pierced the ears.

Cedric, who left his marks between the neck and shoulders, stopped moving.

And with a hazy gaze, he looked at Lamain, who was exhaling in the field.

The moment before the bursting intense desire.

Cedric shook his head again.

Descending over the skin that he explored with his lips, he moved back up again.

The wet sound reverberated through the room once again.

Cedric, embracing the slender body that bit into him, barely pulled his lips away.

“Lamain.”

In his profoundly sunk voice, she revealed the eyes she had been hiding.

The heated breath held in her mouth flowed out slowly.

Cedric, with an eye expressing a gaze reaching its limit, slowly opened his mouth.

“How far can I go?”