“That lowly b*stard dares…” Cedric gritted his teeth in his room after returning to Haieren’s mansion.
Throughout the meal, watching Antar and Fiona become friendly and even calling each other by name towards the end drove him insane. Yet Fiona seemed blissfully unaware of Cedric’s turmoil.
“Ah, Antar? He turned out to be a much better person than I thought, so we decided to be friends.”
Friends, my foot. Just by looking at him, he could tell Antar was a scoundrel aiming to become her husband and leech off her.
Trying to control his anger, Cedric’s eyes fell on a vase on his bedside table. Glaring at the flowers, he grabbed them roughly. As the petals scattered and water droplets felt like a cry, Cedric marched to the terrace to throw the ruined flowers into the garden.
“What the hell is this…!”
Just as he was about to throw them,
Screech— A high-pitched cry faintly echoed in his ears. Cedric looked up in surprise. A falcon-like figure with white flames flickered into view against the full moon.
Ignis. Recognizing it as Rebecca’s spirit, Cedric dropped the flowers and extended his arm. Ignis landed on his arm and handed him a note tied to its leg.
“Thank you,” Cedric muttered, taking the note. Returning to his room, he locked the door and poured water for Ignis to drink.
While Ignis caught its breath, Cedric lit a candle and opened the note under its orange glow. The first thing he noticed was the clumsy handwriting as if it had been written by a child.
[The date of the plan has been moved up. Seduce Fiona Yelling as quickly as possible. At the right moment, whisper that you will prove your love by dying.]
A smile crept onto Cedric’s face as he read the note. The sudden appearance of Antar had already made him anxious. Moving the plan up would mean fewer days of enduring this disgusting act.
After confirming the contents, Cedric glanced over his shoulder and flinched. Ignis was already on the bed, watching his every move intently.
Damn it… Cedric forced a gentle smile.
Just in case, really, just in case things went wrong and Rebecca tried to abandon him, he wanted to pretend to destroy the note and secretly keep it. Even with the handwriting forged, Ignis never left until the note was completely burned.
Reluctantly, Cedric brought the note to the candle flame. He watched the edges of the paper turn black and grit his teeth.
It’s fine. Fiona’s heart was already leaning towards him. As long as he didn’t make any major mistakes, the scales wouldn’t tip easily to the other side.
It would be fine. He would make sure it would be. To finally reward himself for a lifetime of repression, as he was born as a second son.
Eventually, the note turned to ash. Ignis pecked the ashes with its beak to check for any remaining pieces, then flew into the night sky.
* * *
It was a leisurely and lazy afternoon at the tea party among noblewomen.
“How many times a day does Your Highness do it… with the third prince?”
Hearing that question, Diana stopped drinking her tea and stared blankly with her mouth open. As a result, tea spilled, causing a commotion among the noblewomen.
“Oh my, what do we do?”
“Are you alright, Your Highness?”
“I-I’m fine.”
In truth, she wasn’t fine at all. Diana wiped her mouth with a handkerchief someone handed her, trying to recover from the mental shock.
It’s finally come.
She placed her hands on her lap. Although she had anticipated this situation ever since deciding to marry Kayden, hearing it directly was more impactful than she had expected.
As soon as Diana calmed down and set her teacup down, the conversation resumed.
“Being newlyweds, is it twice a day?”
“No way, during that time, three times a day is no problem.”
“What are you talking about? Both of them are in their prime and healthy. Five times a day is totally possible!”
The noblewomen discussed the intimate aspects of married life with more passion and seriousness than anyone else. Their gazes were all directed at Diana.
Diana wanted to cry. Why are you looking at me…
Of course, Diana was a newlywed, known to have fallen in love with Kayden at first sight, and their whirlwind romance had quickly led to marriage, making them the epitome of passionate love.
The more Diana thought about it, the more exhausted she felt, so she decided to stop thinking… But the noblewomen’s eyes sparkled as they all turned to hear at once.
“So, how many times a day does Your Highness do it?”
“Once? Twice?”
“Five times?”
“Uh…”
Diana tried to think quickly. Saying, ‘Kayden and I sleep in separate rooms and occasionally pretend to share a bed,’ wouldn’t work here. As various thoughts raced through her mind, one escaped her lips. “O-Once?”
“Just once?”
“I mean… once in the morning, afternoon, and evening…”
“Oh my, oh my.”
“How passionate you two must be!”
“Are you feeling alright? Shouldn’t you be heading back to the palace to conserve your strength?”
As Diana hurriedly amended her answer, the noblewomen grew even more excited.
What did I just say? Diana belatedly realized what she had said and buried her face in her hands. Should I jump out the window? It would spare me this embarrassment…
Diana felt mortified and zoned out. However, to the noblewomen, her expression seemed to say, ‘Why are we only doing it three times a day when even they could do it five?’
The noblewomen, each married for five, seven, or nine years, looked determined.
Let’s help her.
We must!
Having sex was one of the great joys a couple could share. Many of the women at this gathering would have considered divorce if not for this aspect. They believed it was normal to stay in the bedroom for about a year after marriage. After all, it was something you could only do when you were young, and the passion of love hadn’t cooled yet.
The noblewomen, eager to help the newlywed Diana, enthusiastically stepped up.
“There’s nothing like clothes for seduction.”
“I think wearing nothing is better.”
“My goodness, Madam! I’m worried someone might hear us. But I believe lingerie is better.”
“Right? Recently, designs from ‘’ Esdil’s Garden’ boutique have been trending…”
“I happen to have two sets of lingerie from there!”
“Um, really, I’m fine…”
Diana tried to dissuade them, but she couldn’t compete with the experienced noblewomen who had seen everything with their husbands.
“Stay strong, Your Highness!”
“You can do it!”
“I hope you can reach five times a day!”
In the end, she had to return to the third prince’s palace with the set of victorious lingerie that the noblewomen had personally prepared for her.
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