Miriam stood by Harriet's side, standing on the far side of the main staircase. Her arms were tightly entwined with Harriet's and her eyes stared at the group that had come on horseback and a plain horse-drawn carriage. "From now on, Miriam," Harriet whispered to her sister-in-law. "Every time we go out of our room, we have to wear beautiful jewelry and dresses." Miriam still didn't understand why Harriet had asked her to be so overdressed. They looked pretty, but they were not partying or attending a special event or something, right? When Miriam saw the clothes the Old Duke and Heath were wearing, she was even more surprised because both of them were wearing the regular clothes they wore every day. Not saying they wore simple clothes, no. The clothes the Old Duke and Heath were wearing were clothes fit for royalty even, but not as extravagant as what Miriam and Harriet were wearing. But in the end, Miriam decided to go along with her sister-in-law's words. Heath also told her
Harriet left the discussion with Crown Prince Hyacinth to Heath and the Old Duke, and as a result, she had more free time today. It had just passed noon, and she couldn't go about her routine, fearing it would be discovered that she had a voice in this house. So Harriet thought of visiting her husband, who had recently been immersing himself in the library. Harriet didn't know what the man was thinking. Something changed, that was all she knew. Liam was still as gentle and humorous as ever, but… As Harriet slowly opened the door of the castle's library, she tried not to make a sound. If she stepped inside for a bit, she would be able to see the reading table in the middle of the library where her husband used to sit and read a few books this week. But Harriet could never see what book the man was reading. Every time Harriet walked over, he would hear her footsteps and put away his book, then walk over to Harriet so she couldn't get any closer to his desk. There was something the
Actually, this wasn't the first time Ezekiel had come to the north. Several times, he had come to the Duchy of Almandine for work. In the lands of the Euclase Continent, there was no area that he had not been to. This was thanks to his father, the Emperor, who insisted on having him work all over the continent, assigning him here and there and not giving him any rest since he was a teenager. However, the middle-aged man always kept Harriet close to himself. He never asked Harriet to go anywhere or away from the capital, as if wanting to raise her with his own hands. It was only natural that Harriet's reputation had skyrocketed because of the Emperor's treatment of her. In fact, even if Ezekiel had forced his father to place Harriet in the Western Fort, far from the capital, if Harriet didn't agree and asked the Emperor to stay in the capital, he wouldn't be able to drive Harriet away. The emperor spoiled Harriet by letting her do what she wanted and giving her wealth and power. It
Liam led her around the street, looking for a summer dress Harriet liked. Actually, Liam didn't know much about fashion, but he was used to seeing fabrics and loved to learn new things. The tie Harriet bought him was a new twist on the old fashion of a few years ago, and he was happy to hear Harriet explain it to him."Okay, that's enough." Harriet held Liam, who was about to move on to the next shop."But you saw the long skirt in this shop earlier, right? Why don't you go inside and try it?" Liam asked.Harriet shook her head and closed her eyes. "I won't be looking at anything anymore. So don't make excuses that you want to give me something because I saw it." Harriet firmly stood on the spot, even though Liam had tried to persuade her again.Liam watched as his wife closed her eyes through the whole road they passed after that, and she also asked for them to return to the city roundabout to enter another street filled with restaurants, as it was time for them to have lunch."Are
"Now there are many types of vegetables circulating in the northern market, and the cuisine in this place has really changed a lot from decades ago," Liam muttered quietly. Harriet smiled when she heard his comment. "This is thanks to the Old Duke and the Emperor," said Harriet softly. "You're right," Liam chuckled. "Northern people like alcohol to warm our body up, and the climate here is perfect for making winter wine, or fire water… but I've heard a lot that Northerners who travel to the south really like spicy food," Liam said quietly. "Ah, right. It's still hard to get spices here. The pepper I got the other day was also bitter…" Harriet muttered. "If Northerners had access to warm-climate herbs and spices, perhaps there would be more dishes that would satisfy you, Madam," Liam said softly. Harriet nodded. "Ginger, ginseng, pepper, chilli, paprika…" she muttered under her breath. "Unfortunately, even from the capital to here, it takes a week for a freight carriage… the in
Liam lifted the paper bag he had been carrying and showed it to Harriet. Inside, there was a book. When Harriet opened it, there was a list of ingredients for herbs from the East Continent that were famous for their medical technology. This was a book that was still very difficult to obtain even after world transportation had developed rapidly since decades ago. Harriet looked up at Liam who was gently caressing her cheek and stared at the man with pain. "I know I'm very late. I regretted it as soon as I knew I love you. And most likely, this too will fail," Liam said softly. "Milord," Harriet hugged the man before her with despair in her chest. It hurt her to see that Liam would go this far to try to make her happy. She didn't know how to react. "Listen, Madam," Liam whispered as he hugged Harriet back. He explained, "This is just a book that I can get my hands on with a little effort. Several other books are still waiting to be shipped far from the East Continent, and some I wi
Ezekiel was following Harriet Goldlane and the blonde-haired man when he began to realize that their relationship seemed to be much deeper than he thought. In the blonde man's presence, Harriet laughed and told many stories with enthusiasm, anger, and even tears. His brows furrowed as he felt a little guilty doing all this. They looked so in love with each other. And not only guilt, but a strange discomfort grew in Ezekiel's chest. This was the life of the woman he hated. The woman he thought was a devil who had a beautiful face–which turned out to be more normal than he had imagined. If he married Harriet, would he be able to get her to make all those expressions too? Was she laughing because the man was making a joke? Was she crying because she was sad that she couldn't be with him openly? Was she angry that the man was teasing her? What kind of stories did the two of them share? As the sun began to fall to the west, Ezekiel saw the two people coming down from the treehouse. Af
Liam sat in a boutique with tea served before him. His eyes saw the broken cane in his hand and felt so annoyed. His cane's handle was gone, and his body ached all over. He didn't want the man from the empire to see his weakness, so he immediately left. Luckily he still had the energy to reach the boutique near the city roundabout and rest here for a while. However, it was clear that he troubled the shopkeepers with his presence. It was a women's boutique, but he sat here shamelessly amid the other female customers. After gathering the energy to speak, Liam pointed to some long skirts and white blouses, as well as some jackets for women."Send it to Almandine Castle and collect the money under the Old Duke's name," Liam said flatly.The boutique employees shuddered to feel the presence of the only man in the place. He seemed to be in a very bad mood, but some of them recognized him as the man walking the streets this morning with a woman. Of course, they automatically want to know t
It was about a week later at night... that Harriet was finally tired of waiting.Liam had been gone for a week now, and no matter what she did, he wouldn’t come home. Could it be that... it was because of Mr. Saturday?She couldn’t reach out to his mind. She couldn’t even hear his voice. This was the first time Liam was gone by his own choice without saying anything to her.At first, she was okay with it. It was okay if he needed some space. It would be okay if he said at least something to her. Just a little mental note...But he didn’t.He went cold, just like that.So it was time for her to be creative.He refused to heed her call, closing all kinds of communication that existed within their mind... then the only resort was to call him through his body.“Mmmh...”She slipped her fingers inside herself. She let out a sigh as she tickled her inside, her eyes closing in ecstasy. The so
“You have to squeeze me hard, or I won’t come.”She nodded in understanding, holding his throbbing cock against her palm. He shivered when she wrapped her fingers around it, squeezing it firmly, making sure he was fully aroused.“Ohhhh... squeeze harder. Give me just a little bit more strength, my love.”She squeezed him even tighter, and he cried out loudly, his voice echoing through the room. Even though he scared her, she kept pushing further, trying to breathe in unison with him.His waist moved against her hand, thrusting into her grip. His muscles tensed, and he groaned loudly. Her hand felt sore, but his dick looked desperately more stiff than usual.“AHHHH!”In an instant, his legs buckled, and he fell onto her, throwing her off balance. She tumbled to the ground, landing heavily on the floor.When she glanced up, the beast had been released from its chain. He grinned at her.&l
“In my memory, that side of the world was tainted by the use of Sorcery. That’s why we have to purify it with holy fire,” Mr. Thursday said as he pointed to the east.When they were burning the world, it was in a literal sense. They were burning the world, turning the effect of Sorcery on the earth to ashes. They spared nothing, no one, no witnesses.They were determined to let the world start anew.“And at the far east, where you can see it from here, is where the holy fire was never exhausted because too much curse of Sorcery needed to be burned,” the man said.“That much destruction was possible?” Harriet asked, and the man nodded.“In a way, your timeline was the best-case scenario. Ezra’s sacrifice had not only saved us but also our future generations,” the man said.“You sacrificed yourself too,” Harriet reminded.“Not me, but your husband...”
Her body was battered blue, but he didn’t know why it turned him on even more. No, he wasn’t a sadist, thus why he wanted to fondle her gentler than ever.He licked her clitoris, soft. He played it with his lips...slowly, gently. He kissed the tip of her pink bud. His fingers moved inside her, massaging her g-spot softly.She moaned as she felt him go deeper into her slit. His thick fingers created a lewd wet sound, making her so horny that it made her want to grab his hair and pull hard. She didn’t, though, because she liked this slow game. She let him do what he wanted with her body.The man parted her pussy, slowly pulling out his fingers and inserting them again in their place. Her vagina felt like heaven to him. It was warm, tender, and so wet. He could feel how excited she was by the way her walls tightened around his thick digits.He wanted to add another finger, but not yet. Make it even slower... more intense. She would love tha
“Are you awake?”Harriet’s eyes slowly opened. She smelled a delicious aroma. When she looked around her room, she saw a lot of delicious-looking dishes.And Liam sat on the other side of the room, staring at her with his arms crossed in front of his chest.“Come here and eat,” he said, inviting her.The morning sun lazily peeked through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. A soft breeze blew through, rustling the curtains and sending the scent of blooming flowers wafting inside.The table was set with an array of delicious dishes, their mouth-watering aroma wafting through the air.They sat beside each other, their fingers intertwined on the table. Their eyes were fixed on the spread before them, but... there was a subtle sadness in Mr. Wednesday’s eyes.It was a quiet melancholy that settled around him like a cloak, casting a shadow over the brightness of the morning. The woman noticed i
“Harriet... I love you...”THRUST! THRUT! THRUST!“I want to marry you... making you happy... but instead I... I can’t save you...”“I’m sorry...”Harriet gasped and moaned as she heard his whisper in her ears. She didn’t like this at all. “Mr... Monday... how dare you... say all this... when we’re in the middle of... mmmh...! Oh... kiss me, Liam...!”The man devoured her lips as her body spasmed, her limbs clutched into his body desperately.The night had deepened. It was almost midnight, and they hadn’t finished their activity. It was a good decision to let the servants empty the wing.Since their tower hadn’t been rebuilt yet, they had to use a normal bedroom, and the place was a bit close to the working servants...“Don’t you dare pull out again. Put your seed inside me, Liam,” Harriet whispered.“Is this how y
Harriet passed out the moment her head hit the pillow. These days had been too hectic for her; she didn’t even have time to rest properly.When the sunlight hit her eyes that morning, she felt something blocking them to let her rest more. And then, she smelled it. Only one man in this world could give a scent of the sun.He was like the beginning of summer right after the spring ended. Not even the night could hide this kind of scent... even though Harriet instantly felt something different.It was too distant.Her eyelids trembled open. She was expecting to see him lying facing her, but she was met with his back instead.He was awake.He was even awake since midnight. When he opened his eyes, he was there, not knowing what had happened or what to do. But when the sunlight hit her frail-looking body, he was afraid it would disturb her sleep, so he covered her from the sun.That was when he felt her small fingers grazing his back
[Hello, my name is Charmy.]Penelope’s jaw was still hanging open.[I’m 5.]Penelope stared at Heinrich in disbelief.“So, this is Charmaine. He’s... he’s the stone I made five... almost six years ago to become an Immortal Archmage,” Heinrich said.Penelope still couldn’t comprehend anything.“Okay, mine and the Duchess’ working theory is that when we create the Philosopher’s Stone, the mythical balance is achieved, and a new soul is created from it...”“No, Your Highness, what I was surprised about is... why did he call me his... Mommy?” Penelope seriously asked.“Well, this...” Heinrich tried to think of a way to explain it.[Mommy, you mean. I was cheering for you allllll the time! I’m screeeeaming for Daddy to just see you and be with you!]“He chose you as his master. That night at the North, he... essentiall
“It seemed that we’ve all concluded all we know about the stone. With the help of the communication device I created, we will be able to discuss with your stone to create the ideal society we’ve talked about,” Harriet said as she concluded their talk.She only conveyed her discovery about the stone but also theorized about what had happened to each stone.“Now that you’ve become a Lycan, Aslan, you have double the responsibility to uphold. Don’t disappoint us,” Harriet said.Aslan stood and kneeled, bowing his head low. “I won’t disappoint you, God and Goddess.”After Aslan left, Harriet turned back to Heinrich. He was clearly deep in thought.“Do you have something you want to ask your stone again?” Harriet asked him.Heinrich sighed and started to loosen his tout posture. “Actually, may I borrow the device for a day?”Harriet held her smile and