“Your Highness?”
Lilian, who was shy, barely lifted her head, as if Damian, who stood still while trembling without speaking, was strange.
“Am I doing it wrong? Ah, in case I misunderstood Your Highness’ intentions.”
“No, you did very well.”
Very well.
Damian hugged Lilian as she was about to walk away. Lilian’s face which had a question mark because she couldn’t grasp the situation, blushed again.
A smile crept across Damian’s lips.
“Come on, my wife. Time to take your medicine.”
“Your Highness, that tone is a bit…”
“Why? Is there something wrong with my analogy?”
Damian blinked innocently. Lilian said, “Your Highness…” and rubbed her face.
“Don’t make fun of me.”
“I wasn’t joking.”
“Didn’t you make fun of me?”
“I like it.”
Damian, who had dug in as usual, said, aang, and lightly bit Lilian’s neck.
“Your Highness…!”
“I want to eat it by chewing it gently like this and melting it all.”
He spoke in the same tone as usual, like a joke, but underneath his voice was a deep sincerity.
Lilian shut her mouth in surprise. Damian lifted his eyes and smiled at her, looking up at Lilian.
“I am the one who has to give medicine to my wife, but I’ve done all the talking. Right?”
“Your Highness, that’s, um…”
Damian slowly lifted his head and kissed her lips. He touched her moist lips more slowly and lightly than usual.
Damian was always in a hurry at this point, so Lilian took a deep breath in preparation for the powerful kiss. But…
Chu.
Their lips fell apart with a light wet sound. Damian was smiling.
“…?”
Damian twisted his head again and bit her lips. Their open lips met in an instant and then fell apart again.
Like a bird pecking, or a baby sucking on a bottle.
It’s like playing a joke when you’re hungry.
It was light and itchy.
Lilian felt a chill down her back and her strength was draining.
‘….?’
Damian skillfully handled the knees staggering from exhaustion. Before she could come to her senses, the very next moment Lilian found herself tangled up on the couch with Damian.
“…?”
“Okay, once again…”
“Hup…”
Their lips touched slowly again. In an instant, her toes curled up at the minute tickling she hadn’t felt while kissing.
Damian lightly sucked Lilian’s lips with his tongue. Perhaps it was because he was more relaxed than usual, the slow wet sound was vividly recognized.
“Um, Your Highness, this…”
“Shh…it’s okay. Be good. You are a good adult if you take your medicine well, right?”
‘You promised’, Damian said, continuing the sweet, slow, shallow kiss. One of his hands dug their fingers into the back of Lilian’s head, caressing her hair.
The chills scraped from her waist to the back of her neck. Lilian took a momentary breath and held her breath.
Damian parted her lips and raised his head. Before she knew it, Lilian was half lying on the couch, looking up at Damian.
Rarely did her eyes smile.
“…I’ll do it too.”
Lilian involuntarily placed her hands on Damian’s neck. She moved her fingers, albeit clumsily, and stroked Damian’s short hair and the nape of his neck.
“Hah…”
Damian’s eyes widened. His face was as beautiful as usual but more dangerous and dark.
Maybe Damian is feeling that chilling sensation she felt just a moment ago.
If so…I wanted to do a little more. Lilian moved her hand a little further and ran it gently from the nape of Damian’s neck to the back of his pretty ear and earlobe.
“Oh.”
Damian quickly grabbed the hand that had fallen from his ear and asked with a groan.
“You really have no fear, My Duchess.”
“Your Highness told me to do it, yap!”
After that, it went back to the normal pace. As promised, Damian filled up the entire hour and harassed Lilian to the fullest.
***
Recently, there was been a secret fad in the social world.
“Did you know? Lady A is engaged but she is said to be with Viscount C, the heir to Marquis B!”
“Oh, the Madame saw it too!”
“Lady A, of course… if it’s both, and it’s the viscount who is heir to the Marquess family, no way?”
It was gossip.
The gossip magazine, which started when a newspaper company couldn’t keep up with the declining number of subscriptions and posted a collection of socialite gossip on the last page as a desperate measure, became a hit in the capital Excelsior within three months.
The socialite gossip column, which came to be called “Page Six” after the number of the last page of the first issue, unexpectedly gained sensational popularity among commoners who were curious about the aristocratic world and wanted vicarious satisfaction rather than among aristocrats.
In the capital city, a service that collects various <<Page Six> and lends them out like a book was created in rapid succession.
In contrast, the aristocrats despised the hobby of playing Page Six, calling it a vulgar curiosity. Of course, it was only on the surface.
That means. People who didn’t look back were even rarer.
The penetration of Page Six was very great. The strict and noble Mrs. Maureen, who was once a handmaid of the imperial palace and now the Chief Handmaid of the Grand Duchess, also enjoyed the secret hobby of reading page six every morning with a cup of tea from the Grand Duchess.
Today as well, Mrs. Maureen brewed a cup of tea in the small kitchen adjacent to the kitchen, dedicated to the use of superiors. She then returned to her room and spread the gossip with a reverent, quick hand and a hearty smile.
‘What other exciting articles were published today?’
Hoping that there will be a follow-up article about Lady A’s engagement following last week’s, the Missus turned her attention to the title of the main article.
And…
“…oh my god, so rude, no, so ridiculous…!”
The precious, stiffly ironed Page Six was crumpled in the Missus’ hand.
There it was written:
[New Grand Duchess of Rupenwein: Will she give birth in seven or eight months?]
***
Here’s Lily’s response to the insulting article in Page Six:
“I already know.”
“Yes?”
A rare look of bewilderment flashed across Mrs. Maureen’s thin, stern face.
“No, but your Ladyship, this is very insulting…”
“It’s an insulting lie. Seven months, anyway, it won’t go that long. It’s a rumor that will disappear after 3 months. If I responded seriously, it would only make the Grand Duchess look ridiculous.”
“That’s true, but…”
That’s true, but Mrs. Maureen bit her lip in anger.
“You seem very angry.”
“How could I not!”
Mrs. Maureen exclaimed. Lilian thought she deserved a tantrum from a proud Madam. She must have thought that the Grand Duke’s honor had been seriously damaged. However…
“Her Highness’ urgent wedding ceremony without even debuting was the best decision for our Crown Prince, His Highness the Grand Duke and Her Highness’ family.”
“…pardon?”
“Those who don’t even know the inside story of such a noble sacrifice are making a lot of noise! What the hell are they doing to a lady who hasn’t even debuted!”
“No, strictly speaking, I’m no longer a lady, but a Madam.”
The reason for Mrs. Maureen’s anger was unexpected, and Lilian had unknowingly made a mistake. Like it or not, Mrs. Maureen wasn’t listening.
“All these reckless people must be punished for insulting the royal family!”
If given the right to execute, the death penalty would be executed right away.
Lilian soothed her with a sigh.
“If you do that, the Grand Duchess will look ridiculous. Everyone will say this. ‘Oh my gosh, looking up small talk in a third-rate magazine and making a fuss like this. We never dreamed that such low-level rumors were going around, did we?’”
“…”
Her comedic skill in imitating the nasal sounds of noble ladies was greater than expected.
“Your Ladyship…?”
It didn’t seem like the Lily she knew. Lily giggled.
“So it’s better to act like I don’t know and then respond when someone brings this up in front of me. Right, Rita?”
“Your Ladyship’s words are correct, but…”
Rita’s expressionless eyebrows twitched.
“It’s very upsetting that I have to put up with it like this.”
“That’s what I mean!”
Mrs. Maureen quickly agreed.
“I have always been waiting for Her Ladyship to attend the opening banquet and stand out. But, before it even started, such a nasty rumor hit the candles…”
“I can’t stand it. We must find a way.”
“You’re right.”
“But you have to be patient.”
“Your Highness, I’m sorry, but could you please be quiet?”
Oh, dear. Lilian shook her head in surprise and turned her gaze to the papers she was reading.
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