Chapter 79
Chapter 79. Dissolute Couple
The principles behind the birth of Magical Creatures and wizards are the same.
Creatures that are inherently responsive to Magical Power are referred to as Magical Creatures, while humans are called wizards. Whether human or beast, individuals capable of wielding Magical Power are enhanced in every way. They are larger and stronger than ordinary individuals, and their lifespans are usually longer.
Noah is a wizard.
He was large, and his stamina was overflowing.
As a result, Olivia couldn't fall asleep until dawn. Having no basis for comparison, Olivia had assumed this was normal, but the moment she saw the faint light of dawn breaking, she was convinced that this was beyond the norm.
Olivia cried out to Noah, who was leaning in again.
"It's dawn!"
While Noah looked at the window at her cry, Olivia pulled the carelessly discarded sheet over her face.
What is this! No sex education book ever said anything like this!
The gap between theory and practice was too great.
Noah, who was not usually considerate or understanding, felt a pang of regret when he realized he had pushed her until the outlines of things were barely visible, and he reluctantly backed away.
As the heavy weight pressing down on her disappeared, Olivia curled up, wrapping the sheet tightly around herself.
She hid even a single strand of hair under the sheet, as if afraid of fueling his desires.
"......"
Noah was displeased with the sight, but he remained silent and got out of bed, considering what he had done. He still felt unsatisfied, making it difficult to fall asleep right away.
On the other hand, Olivia was soon drawn into sleep.
Leaving his bride, who had fallen asleep exhausted, the groom leisurely headed to the bathroom.
"Your Highness, you must wake up."
Olivia sprang up at the voice that pierced her ears. She hurriedly pulled the slipping sheet to cover herself, and the Head Maid smiled gently, draped a soft robe over her shoulders, and whispered.
"We need to burn the sheets and bedding. People from the Royal Palace are here, so I ask for your understanding."
Herot's marriage is completed with the couple's first night. Although it varies from family to family, it is customary to burn the bedding used by the couple the morning after the wedding and inform both families of the fact.
Olivia couldn't bring herself to look up at the messy sheets and bedding. But why was this embarrassment only her burden?
Noah was not there.
"His Highness the Prince has already had his morning bath and is waiting for Your Highness. You must have your first breakfast together."
Olivia fastened her robe and nodded hastily.
"I woke up too late."
"No, you didn't. I won't wake you up from tomorrow, so please sleep comfortably."
The Prince, who walked out of the bedroom after dawn, did not look like someone who had just woken up. Therefore, the Princess consort must have fallen asleep around that time.
Olivia avoided eye contact with the Head Maid, nodded, and got out of bed. But as she moved, her face stiffened.
It was said that you might feel a little uncomfortable after the first night, but it wasn't just a little uncomfortable, it was very uncomfortable.
The quick-witted Head Maid quickly led her to the bathroom.
"Soaking in a warm bath will soothe the soreness. Please go in for a while."
"You said he was waiting."
"He should wait that much."
It's a bit much to be sitting there all neat and tidy while the first night's bedding is being taken away.
The Head Maid wisely swallowed the rest of her words.
Then, she gently coaxed the Princess consort, who was reluctant to show her naked body, to take off her robe. A splendid truth was hidden inside the robe, and the Head Maid was momentarily speechless when she witnessed it. Olivia wanted to hide somewhere again.
The Head Maid recalled the Prince, who was sitting leisurely with his blonde hair shining, and muttered inwardly.
'Your Highness, you made her like this and you're all neat and tidy, it's really too much.'
She shook her head slightly and ordered the maids outside the bathroom.
"Bring the bruise ointment."
Olivia ended up burying her face in her hands.
While taking a bath, swallowing her embarrassment alone, Olivia worried about how she should face Noah.
His breath, which had touched her, still seemed to linger at the tip of her nose, and his voice, which seemed to boil up from deep within her throat, clung to her ears, making her spine tingle just by thinking about it.
"Liv, ah... Liv."
She never thought her name would sound so unfamiliar.
He whispered her name all night, and she called his name all night.
The path to the balcony room where Noah was waiting was as nerve-wracking as the path to the bedroom last night. Moreover, she was now wearing a high-necked housedress to hide the sharp memories of the first night.
Finally, the path that she wished would never end came to an end.
Beyond the door that opened with a click, clear autumn light poured in. And her husband, as always, was sitting leisurely, overwhelming everything.
Noah, who was looking through the morning newspaper, looked at Olivia, who had finally appeared, and smiled leisurely.
"Liv, good morning."
There's no match for a brazen person.
Olivia looked at Noah, who was greeting her lightly in a neat outfit, and regretted the time she had been embarrassed alone.
Why did I worry alone?
He doesn't care.
Fortunately, since he didn't care, her embarrassment evaporated quickly like the morning dew in summer.
"Good morning, Your Highness."
At that, Noah, who was getting up from his seat, narrowed his eyes. Noah kindly pulled out a chair and whispered in her ear.
"You called my name all night, and you're still not used to it?"
"......"
When he lightly touched her round ear, which was instantly flushed, Olivia turned her head and looked up at him. Noah simply smiled at the resentful look in her round eyes.
"...Good morning, ...Noah."
At the sound of her voice containing his name, he felt the dissatisfaction that had not been resolved at dawn resurfacing. Noah glanced at the dress closed up to her neck and returned to his seat.
As he sat down, the chef, as if he had been waiting, directly served breakfast in front of the two.
It was surprisingly simple. The tableware was extremely luxurious, but it contained poached eggs and avocado salad, and freshly brewed black tea was steaming in a wide-mouthed teacup.
As Noah sipped his black tea, Olivia also unfolded her napkin and placed it on her lap.
Noah didn't eat much compared to his physique, but he must have been hungry this morning because his plate was quickly emptied.
On the other hand, Olivia didn't even realize she was hungry, and neither the poached eggs nor the black tea suited her taste.
She glanced at him and saw that he was already drinking his second cup of black tea.
Meat, wine, black tea, poached eggs, avocado salad.
It seems he doesn't enjoy sweets.
Olivia recalled how he ate and chewed the poached eggs with avocado. She missed the cold coffee and donuts she usually had for breakfast, but this was healthier and she wanted to understand Noah's life.
From the narrow perspective of what he eats, to the broad perspective of his way of thinking.
Olivia thought that experiencing his way of life was the first step to understanding.
Meanwhile, Noah smiled as he glanced at Olivia's munching lips.
She eats well.
It was truly a peaceful and satisfying morning.
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'Debauchery.'
Being addicted to drinking and women and having bad behavior.
'Dissolute.'
Being unrestrained and letting go as one pleases without being decisive.
Looking at the sunlight shining through the clear window, Olivia recalled words that were unrelated to her life.
"Where are you looking, Liv?"
As Olivia closed her eyes at the moist and soft feeling that touched her eyes, Noah buried his face in her neck.
She might not have been able to feel it out of habit, but he felt like he was going crazy because he loved the fragrance that permeated his lungs every time he buried his nose in her neck.
And that's not all.
He loved the touch of her slender fingers that held him, and he loved her soft voice.
But most of all, what he loved most was the moment when her black eyes, which had been shining with intelligence, became hazy and dull.
That gap drove him crazy.
"Look at me."
That way I can see your eyes.
"Ah, Noah."
At Olivia's call, Noah smiled long and seductively.
The two seemed to have broken away from all customs and conventions. Not only were the usual waking and sleeping times jumbled, but even mealtimes were a mess.
Moreover, since no one had bothered the couple since the morning of their wedding day, Olivia was spending dissolute and unrestrained days.
And her husband seemed to have been that way from the start.
On the third day of continuing this ridiculous life.
The same scene had been imprinted on Olivia's retina for several days. The Head Maid had clearly said that she would show her the Hamuel mansion, but she hadn't even been able to go outside the room, let alone tour the mansion.
In addition, the veteran Head Maid, who saw that she had used up a whole tube of bruise ointment in just a few days, closed her mouth as if she had never made such a suggestion.
Olivia, who was staring blankly at the ornate ceiling, suddenly remembered Mrs. Lehman's words.
"The number of times and the cycle are determined by mutual agreement between the couple, so please discuss this with His Highness the Prince later."
It seems it's time to discuss it with him.
Around that time, Noah was lying diagonally and continuing to comb Olivia's hair with his fingers.
"Noah, do other couples usually do this much?"
Noah's movements, who had been enjoying the feel of her hair, stopped for a moment. A different light flashed in his eyes, which had been relaxed and languid with satisfaction. After quickly turning his cunning mind, the cunning lion replied as if it were nothing.
"It's average."
