Chapter 210: Adelaide.

Adelaide plays me like a fiddle.

No a harp.

She plays me with dexterous masterful fingers and she plays the most concordant of notes, I play out her tune like an oaf. Like a simple man whose two priorities are his wife’s life and his wife’s happiness.

I want to ensure Adelaide has both in abundance, so I agree to her whims.

I let her play me the way a youngling would play the piano. Clumsily at first, missing a few notes and blundering about on the musical scale.

Yet getting better with each time, obtaining some bit of mastery, one after the other.

“Are you ready, Lord Lyros?”

The excitement in her eyes is tangible and it leaks into her voice. I turn and Adelaide is in a dress that takes my breath away.

Her heels. She’s wearing heels with this outfit.

The crystal stem of the heel gleams and leads to a pitch-black sole.

Adelaide’s legs sit prettily in it, and a diamond-encrusted spiral holds the heel in place as it wraps around her leg.

She’s in a brown top and a pink skirt. It hugs