How to Safely Divorce An Obsessive Emperor

“…Don’t think I would just stay like this.”

When his lips touched her neck and he spoke, she felt the vibration first.

“Even though I knew that the bat was just a bat, I couldn’t let go. I felt like I would turn into a monster at any moment. When I returned to you at dawn, I was extremely sensitive and unstable. Even though you disappeared, there might be cases where spells or magic wouldn’t respond. That feeling of anxiety doesn’t go away.”

“There are many people guarding me in the palace,”

“In that situation, they must have kept checking. They couldn’t have stopped.”

His lips moved.

Lescal’s two hands covered my two hands. When Lasilia fiddled with her fingers, he spread his hands and intertwined them all.

“I’m already out of my mind because of your permission to practice.”

“That…”

“I don’t even know how far I can go. I don’t know how much I should do.”

“…”

Her mouth wasn’t blocked, but somehow it was hard to speak.

“I would have kept checking until you said no.”

Swish.

Lescal’s lips continued to trace her skin.

Lasilia also had no idea when to say no. Instead, she moved her fingers.

Lescal’s shoulders shuddered as Lasilia’s fingers tangled with his own.

“So did you think I would get angry if I said no?”

“No.”

The vibration left on her skin was very suspicious. Lasilia had never experienced this kind of sensation before.

“I thought I would get angry because I didn’t listen to you when you said no.”

Lasilia laughed briefly because she found that funny.

“You should have listened to me before.”

“I told you. I couldn’t have done that.”

Lescal released one of his hands.

He didn’t take his eyes off her and used his free hand to brush away her messy hair. When her hair fell back and her face was fully revealed, he brought her lips up as if to kiss her. But it hadn’t yet led to a kiss.

Lescal whispered, his lips touching hers.

“It’s the same now. Even now, I think you’ll be angry at me. After I kiss you.”

Was the breath that originally fell on her lips this complicated? At first, it was warm and ticklish. But that wasn’t all, it gradually tickled her entire body.

Lasilia wet her lips with her tongue, feeling her throat dry.

“I’ve kissed you before.”

“It’s different now.”

“Why…?”

“Because you didn’t say practice back then.”

The word practice wasn’t important.

The question was what it was for.

“It won’t end with just a kiss. That’s not okay either.”

Still not continuing the kiss, Lescal tilted his hair back to reveal the nape of her neck. It was the skin his lips had been gliding over just a moment ago.

He slowly moved, following the path his lips had drawn.

When the winks stopped, Lescal brought one hand to the back of Lasilia’s neck. The hand slowly stroked the skin on the back of her neck.

“Tell me what to do next. What should I practice now?”

“That… I told you that I don’t know.”

“I don’t know either.”

That seemed contradictory.

“But Your Majesty… thought I would get angry because I couldn’t stop. So you know what happens next, don’t you?”

“I don’t know. What I know,”

There was a pause.

It was because Lescal licked his lips.

“I want to unbutton this dress.”

“…”

If he unbuttoned it, the dress would come off.

“Does that include the practice you’re talking about?”

That’s why the answer was difficult.

Lasilia took her eyes off Lescal’s increasingly dazzling face for a moment. She needed time to think. Maybe she needed time to catch her breath.

“…Yes. I think that includes it.”

In that moment, a spark seemed to flash in her golden eyes.

“Then…”

“So not now.”

Lasilia grabbed Lescal’s hand. Lescal didn’t seem to be breathing, but he obediently let go.

“Why now?”

“Now…”

“Beep!”

As if on cue, Pipi’s voice was heard.

Lasilia turned her head to find Pipi.

At some point, the two of them forgot about Pipi’s existence. To be exact, it was when Lescal laid her down on the sofa, saying that she couldn’t stop.

“Beep!”

Pipi crawled out from under the sofa across from her with her swollen cheeks.

“Beep, beep.”

She complained that how could she have completely forgotten that she was there? She said that she saw something she didn’t want to see because of it.

Lacilia was also embarrassed.

“You should have told me you were there sooner. I thought you left a long time ago.”

When Lacilia said that, Pipi got angry.

“Beep! Shhh!”

She said that she didn’t know what Lescal would do and left. Just as Lescal said, when Lescal got angry, he was going to come out and intervene.

“Okay, I got it.”

“Beep! Shhh!”

When Pipi continued to grumble, Lescal grabbed Pipi’s tail and pushed her aside.

“Why not now?”

“Your Majesty. Pipi could get hurt. Pipi, are you okay?”

Lescal interrupted Pipi’s answer.

“The bird is fine. I didn’t handle it roughly enough to hurt it. And why can’t I?”

Lescal was persistent, as if he really needed to hear the answer.

“I’ll say it again, just in case you misunderstand, I’m not saying we should practice right now. I’m just curious as to why. You were the one who suggested it, but you’re the one who’s saying no. If you’ve changed your mind in the meantime, I need to know.”

The problem with Lescal was that he took everything Lasilia said seriously, no matter how trivial it was.

The man who seemed to be starting to understand little by little still had new things to learn.

The fact that he didn’t feel that bad at all seemed to be proof that he was particularly weak towards Lescal.

“For now, we have Pipi.”

“Beep.”

Pipi flew in, his beak twitching. He joked that his tail, which Lescal had just pulled, was really, really hurting.

Lasilia continued, gently stroking Pipi’s tail.

“And Princess Schreiden will be coming soon with a new teapot.”

“What if I tell you not to come?”

Lescal wasn’t insisting on continuing the practice. He was asking if Lescal still thought the same.

“Um… Maybe, but I don’t like it.”

“Why? Would you rather spend time with the princess than with me?”

Even such nonsense was because Lescal was too serious.

“Your Majesty.”

Lasilia glanced at Pipi and gestured for Lescal to bow his head.

“Beep, beep?”

ipi suddenly whispered in her ear, which was considered fatal, but Lasilia put her lips to Lescal’s ear.

“I actually thought I should hurry up.”

“…What?”

“Practice.”

Lescal stared at Lasilia, frozen. His eyes shook as he tried to judge whether what he had just heard was true or not.

“The demons who are trying to harm me must have intentions. I think they might be trying to disrupt the blood subordination.”

“That… is the most likely at this point.”

Lescal nodded and added urgently.

“But I hope there is no misunderstanding. I do not agree with your thoughts because that is the only thought in my head. It is because I believe your guess is correct.”

Lasilia loved Lescal’s flustered behavior at a strange point.

“Yes. So as fast as possible… In fact, real subordination is more important than practice.”

“That is… Ah, wait.”

Lescal covered his mouth with his hand and lowered his head to hide his expression. The skin around his eyes that was visible through his hand turned slightly red.

“Your Majesty? Why are you doing that?”

“No, please… I need to come to my senses.”

“What’s wrong with you?”

“No way.”

“Then…?”

Pipi was the same, which was strange.

Pipi suddenly fluffed up the fluffy feathers on her chest and started to fly around for no reason, saying that she had a hard time breathing.

“I understand why you said you needed to practice.”

After a long time, Lescal muttered softly.

“Or I might look ugly.”

Even if Lescal did something strange, it wouldn’t actually be funny because of his appearance.

Lacilia tugged at Lescal’s collar.

“Then you don’t agree?”

Lescal clenched his eyes and teeth at the same time.

“No way.”

When would be a good time?”

“…As soon as possible. Just like you said.”

“So, when?”

Behind his eyelids, his pupils shook like crazy. After a long time, Lescal slowly opened his lips.

“If I say tonight… will I look too crazy?”

For a moment, he was flustered. Tonight felt too sudden.

“Tonight… seems too early…”

“As expected.”

Lescal opened his eyes again.

His expression was strange. It seemed like he had become calm and expressionless again, and at the same time, the corners of his eyes seemed to have drooped.

“You should decide the date. Since you said it wasn’t tonight, the only words that came to mind were this morning or tomorrow morning.”

“…”

Would something be different if it was this morning?

It would be the same even if it was tomorrow morning. At least it would be better if it was night, but the time zone didn’t seem to matter much to Lescal.

‘But I don’t know either.’

Would it be better if she said tomorrow night? Wouldn’t it be less urgent if she said the night after tomorrow?

‘…Then it’s the same thing again.’

In the end, she just kept putting off the same thing.

“Then let’s do it tonight.”

Lasilia made up her mind.

“…Cough!”

Lescal suddenly coughed in vain. No, it was too much to call it a cough. It seemed like he had inhaled incorrectly.

Lasilia patted Lescal’s back as he coughed.

“Your Majesty. Are you okay?”

“Not really…”

“Then let’s postpone it until tomorrow.”

“It’s okay.”

As if it were a lie, the coughing stopped. Lescal gritted his teeth and held back his cough.

“Tonight.”

“Yes, tonight.”

The two of them had similar expressions. They both looked at each other with stiff faces as if they had made a firm decision.

Now, the cold and cruel expression of turning away with a knife was no longer visible on that face. Even though it was a similar expressionless face, in Lasilia’s eyes now, it seemed like her fate to do anything for her companion.

‘If blood is subordinated, there will be no such thing as the end that the demons spoke of.’

Lescal would become fully human like this, and the death that God had shown him would be different.

Lasilia impulsively raised her body and placed her lips on Lescal’s forehead. Now was the time when Yvette was needed.

As far as Lasilia knew, Yvette was the most knowledgeable person about royal etiquette and other such matters.

 

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