《The Double Life of The Villainess Grand Duchess》 Chapter 1 The castle hallway was dark, unlike the room she was in where the afternoon sun was shining. Standing tall at the door, the man also seemed buried in the shadows of the corridor. Her heart was thumping for no reason. A cold sweat came stuck to her back as if she was a child caught doing something naughty. But she was skilled enough and not one to show her feelings. ¡°Come in.¡± Elysee smiled and stepped aside. Entering the room, he put his hand on her waist and kissed her on the cheek. ¡°Were you resting?¡± ¡°Yes, I¡¯m a little tired. Your Highness, why¡­.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have work, so I came to see you.¡± His words were not wrong. Yesterday, Elysee became his wife, the partner to the Grand Duke, Blake Freysen, and this was the bedroom where they spent their first night together¡ªjust last night. But there was a predicament that made it hard to welcome her husband wholeheartedly. What would happen if he found her step-brother hiding under his wife¡¯s bed, only a day after she got married? ¡°Ah¡­¡± Elysee¡¯s heart sank as he came close together. ¡®Surely¡­?¡¯ ¡°I have a problem, so I stopped by.¡± He smiled softly, looking down at her, who seemed rather nervous. ¡°Last night, I broke your bed.¡± He let Elysee go and strode toward the bed. In case he might look under the bed, Elysee quickly followed him. Stopping in front of the bedside, he patted on the cracked wooden board. ¡°I¡¯m afraid we¡¯ll have to change the bed. Something more solid and comfortable.¡± Had it not been for this tense situation, Elysee would have cheerfully burst out laughing. An enthusiastic groom who broke a solid wood bed while spending the first night with his bride. She thought it was a good setup. But now Elysee was very nervous about Lucas, lying only a few millimeters from Blake¡¯s foot. So, with only a slight smile, she nodded. ¡°Yes. Sure.¡± ¡°Is there any material or design you want?¡± Elysee sat on the bed as naturally as she could and pondered, ¡°Well¡­¡± And she pretended to be worried while thinking, ¡®If you do this, he won¡¯t at least bend your waist to look under the bed since he isn¡¯t interested in looking up your skirt.¡¯ ¡°I¡¯ll leave the bed to you. I think it should be as strong as possible.¡± Elysee patted gently on the back of his hand, holding the bedhead. ¡°Since you¡¯re full of strength.¡± At that moment, she could feel the force in his hand. ¡®Shit.¡¯ It was just playful words and actions. Elysee had no intention of provoking him. She belatedly stole her hand away. But Blake grabbed her wrist in haste, and her heart drummed in her chest. ¡°Wife.¡± Elysee¡¯s eyes shook finely because of his firm grip on her. She slowly raised her gaze. His blue eyes filled Elysee¡¯s sight, full of dark passion swaying hotly. From the corner of her vision, she saw his wide, hard chest and tense muscular neck with protruding, pulsing veins. Blake, who had looked at her several times today with longing eyes, now seemed unwilling to let it go. ¡°Anyway, the bed has to change; it doesn¡¯t matter if it breaks a little more.¡± ¡®Oh my God.¡¯ With the heat coming off his hands and the harsh sound of his breathing, Elysee realized: ¡®I am in deep shit.¡¯ Chapter 2 Elysee was dead. She was killed absurdly on the same day she decided to give up his life-sustaining treatment and try to play to her heart¡¯s content. But she did not go to heaven or hell. Fortunately or unfortunately, there was one more option. The Midlands. A place that does not belong to either heaven or hell, and where there were ¡®enforcers¡¯ who monitor beings on the ¡®good¡¯ side or the ¡®evil¡¯ side to prevent excessive intervention in the real worlds. Among them, she was assigned to a ¡°fantasy control tower¡± that balances things based on imagination, and she immediately became the tower¡¯s (temporary) investigator agent and was dispatched in a scenario. It was the last film Elysee was offered. Like the feeling of the title, it was a scenario that was not for teenagers (r-19), and the cast alone attracted a lot of attention. ¡®Unfortunately, the production was canceled.¡¯ Now, in this scenario, there are many insidious people, including Elysee. [In recent years, other worlds have invaded the fantasy world more and more frequently. We have had to deal with all the post-storms that occurred after the unexpected occurrence of people being possessed and unscheduled routes occurring.] Philip, Elysee¡¯s new boss, got information that suspicious beings had invaded in . Thus, a large number of agents were sent in to investigate. [Then I lost contact!] He was almost on the verge of tears. [You are an outstanding actor. No matter what story you enter, you keep in character, and your identity will not be revealed. So please save our investigators.] [Why should I do that? What is the benefit I can get by saving them? If I perform well, can I go up there?] [Up there?] [Yeah. Heaven? Paradise? Well, The Good Place.] [Ah! Okay. If you have a lot of good influence in the world and you do your job well. But that¡¯s not something I can decide¡­. Instead, if you do this successfully, I¡¯ll give you a long vacation as the part in the story you want.] For her, who had lived as an actress, the proposal to ¡°the cast in the story you want¡± was even more attractive than going ¡°up there.¡± That¡¯s why Elysee entered this story with the risk that she might be trapped. The role is the Grand Duchess of the Duchy of Freysen, and the start is at the beginning of newlywed life. From the scene where she ends her bath and lies in bed, waiting for her groom. Elysee began to act, putting herself in her character¡¯s mindset immersing herself in her set values. It wasn¡¯t a role she was initially supposed to play. She even had little time to read her script. However, she did not panic. Since taking off her newcomer ticket, she has hardly ever made NG* (no good or failed scenes). Isn¡¯t it obvious what the Grand Duchess will see on this bed during the first night of her newlywed life? ¡°Your Grace¡­¡± So now, Elysee¡¯s eyes and facial expressions looking up at her husband Blake were very plausible. Tears seemed to flow in her eyes, shaking with a mixture of fear and shyness. Elysee had a great acting ability to play her role as her own. Because she acted so realistically, there were many cases where the opposite actor misunderstood her. Blake¡¯s breathing was clearly getting rough. Grasping Elysee¡¯s slender wrist, he buried his face at the nape of her neck. In response to his hot breath, Elysee twisted himself very slightly. She did not forget to moan, ¡®Ahhhh!¡¯ His erection had long been full and hard, slapping against his muscular thighs. In fact, his center had already been swollen before he could lay her on the bed. It was typical for Elysee. The only actors who didn¡¯t react or didn¡¯t get hard were gay. Elysee, pretending to know nothing, rubbed his thick flesh with her soft thighs. It would just seem like an innocent wiggle, but it was very effective in making a man hot. Since it was acting, it was even more important to draw the other actor¡¯s concentration and deepen the immersion. As expected, she could see him clenching his teeth. Blake¡¯s hands spread her legs somewhat ferociously. Elysee slightly frowned at his grip, grasping her thigh. But she didn¡¯t complain. It was better to make up your mind and do it right, rather than not commit and act negligently in a daze. Elysee recalled her earlier lines. She gently cleared her throat and then sweetened her red lips. ¡°Please be gentle¡­ .¡± She carefully placed her hand on his shoulder, and she begged pathetically. She neither pushed nor pulled; her purpose was to deliver her lines as the ambassadors stood outside the door to confirm a real marriage had taken place. The soundproofing of this huge castle couldn¡¯t be that bad, but that¡¯s how it¡¯s like in an original creative world. But just in case, Elysee gave strength to her abdomen every time she moaned. Her voice was so good that she often appeared in plays and musicals in her first life. As if he had crossed the limit, Blake¡¯s face was distorted. He untied the waistband of Elysee¡¯s robe, which had been tied beautifully, and threw it off the bed. Beyond the white veil encircling the bed, the naked body of the man and woman appeared strangely in the light of the moon. Elysee quickly scanned her exposed body. She thought only her face was great, but her body was also exactly what she preferred. Considering how prominent Elysee¡¯s other co-actors were recently, this was very unusual. ¡®I¡¯m pretty sure they told me that he was an agent from the upper world, like me.¡¯ Not too much, but his tight-knit muscles pressed her soft, smooth body down. It was the right weight to make a woman feel good. Elysee¡¯s red lips parted, and his warm breath tickled her ear. His sturdy shoulders tightened. A hard pillar rubbed between her open legs. The liquid dripping on his tip and the love liquid that flowed from her pussy mixed with his movements. ¡®Ah¡­. This is a bit dangerous¡­.¡¯ Her abdomen was getting feverish. The level of contact was higher than expected. If this were real, she would have been a scammer, but that wasn¡¯t the case, so she bore this situation. ¡°Oh uhh¡­ .¡± Little by little, she tried to avoid him by shaking her ass, but it was useless. On the contrary, the sound of her clapping ass cheeks and his penis rubbing against her wetness became louder and louder. ¡°I don¡¯t think we need the lube.¡± It was the first time she heard his voice. It was low and heavy. Mixed with a rough breath and sounded even more sensual. ¡®This isn¡¯t real, and we¡¯re not actually doing it, so of course, it¡¯s not necessary.¡¯ Elysee looked up at him with her frightened eyes while thinking deeply. ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid. It will hurt more if you are nervous.¡± Ah. This was the last line. Now, the male protagonist outside the door will no longer be able to hold it in and will escape. ¡°Your grace¡­ .¡± Elysee called him according to the script, and as if to announce the scene change, the vibration coming from her ring on her finger stopped. A long breath came out from her. Her body was relieved and relaxed by the thought that she had somehow finished the scene. The same would be true of Blake, whom the agent had also possessed. Elysee looked up at him with a slight smile. What should she say? How should she introduce herself? They were both agents from the upper world, The Midland, and they successfully finished their first scene. ¡®Or later, should we discuss how to cooperate and move with each other?¡¯ While Elysee was contemplating, she was bitten. It was then that she felt embarrassment flush on her face. ¡®Wha¡ª what. Why is he doing this?¡¯ His penis settled in one spot. He didn¡¯t put it up properly. The exact site was the most intimate part of a woman¡ªwhere she was spilling milk. As if trying to dig into it, his round tip was pressing down on her entrance. Chapter 3 ¡°W-wait¡­¡± In this situation where she was plenty wet, if there was any pressure, his cock would slip in. Elysee pushed Blake on the shoulder as if she were protesting. ¡°Your Highness¡­? Their eyes met in the dark. Their faces barely half a span apart. Because of the closeness, Elysee could clearly see his blue eyes. A deep passion stirred in his eyes, sending unprepared Elysee chills down her spine. If he was acting, Blake was a masterful genius. ¡°Don¡¯t tell me you really¡­?¡± The sound of her mumbling caused an intense frown to wrinkle his forehead as he looked down at her. ¡°It¡¯s our first night. Do you want to be married?¡± Of course, Elysee had to stay up all night and become the wife of Grand Duke Blake Freysen. It certainly was in the story. ¡°No, it¡¯s not like that¡­.¡± Acting should be perfect. Up to the scene in the script. However, it was at the end of the script, and there were no other actions the supporting roles had to do. In short, there is no need for further acting. ¡°I¡¯m glad to hear that. It¡¯s too late to stop.¡± ¡°¡­¡­!¡± Before Elysee could say anything, his member was already pressing into her. The sound of her heavy breathing filled her mouth and ears. His head barely penetrated her and entered smoothly; since there was no forced entry, she felt a thick, hard solid filling her insides and sliding into her. Elysee felt her mind turning blank. Her eyes were wide open, and no sound came from his open mouth. She didn¡¯t even know that she was hurting Blake from holding on to his shoulder too hard. ¡°More than I thought, too, much¡­ It¡¯s narrow¡­¡± Even Blake¡¯s struggling low murmurs were not discerned by Elysee. She was in shock; her body seemed to be splitting in half. Little by little, he slowly and steadily penetrated until his pillar was completely stuck in. ¡°¡­Relax and breathe.¡± This wasn¡¯t acting. Elysee couldn¡¯t come to her senses at all. The foreign body filling her stomach was real. ¡®Now, with this man¡­?¡¯ Blake, who was frowning painfully, held and caressed her face with both his hands. ¡°Wife, are you all right?¡± Elysee finally reacted to his urgent concerns and exhaled. ¡°That¡¯s right. Well done.¡± ¡°What¡­ what¡¯s th¡­¡­¡± With a deep gaze, Blake looked down at her with tears brimming in her eyes. ¡°Did you not know it was like this?¡± He wiped the tears from the tail of her eyes with his lips and lightly kissed her. Then he pushed one hand under her back and gently comforted and stroked her. ¡°I guess Clanton didn¡¯t teach you in advance. I suppose it¡¯s not a bad idea to learn through hands-on experience.¡± ¡®No, that¡¯s not what I meant!¡¯ Elise recalled the mission and what the person who sent her here told her. ¡®You said he was an ally and fellow agent. Why did it end up like this? Something¡¯s wrong!¡¯ Although only a few words were exchanged, Blake was so different from the information file she received from the Upper World¡¯s Agency. He was supposed to be precise and reserved, but he seemed like a completely different person. ¡®Maybe there was a mistake.¡¯ She was also sent to this world very urgently. If Blake wasn¡¯t possessed yet, the other agent must have missed the time to intervene in the story. If that was the case, Elysee shouldn¡¯t prematurely say anything else to Blake now. If her husband became suspicious of her, it would be harder to carry out her mission, and she would be monitored. ¡°Wife. Elysee. Look at me. Umm?¡± Blake continued to try and read her face, worried as Elysee trembled with her eyes closed. Leaning gently on her forehead, he whispered softly, ¡°Trust me. It will get better and better.¡± Elysee slowly and quietly opened her eyes. Blake¡¯s feverish blue eyes were staring at her. She spotted the sweat on his forehead. In a different sense than before, his breathing became rough. But what took the most amount of her critical attention was the weapon that was heavily embedded in her body. The only sexual experience she had had was with her original body before I died. This body was unable to adapt to his cock. Before she knew it, his other hand was between her legs. He gently stroked her tense thigh. He also lightly massaged her as if to relax her. Thanks to his touch, Elysee¡¯s body was gradually calming down little by little. ¡°I think I¡¯m a little better now.¡± Without knowing the complexities within her head, Blake smiled with relief. ¡°But I can¡¯t stay like this all night.¡± After tasting Elysee lightly, Blake started to rock and slowly and gently piston, as Elysee cried out, ¡°Ah!¡± He looked carefully at her face and didn¡¯t stop moving. He continued to shake his waist slowly as if he were trying to imprint himself on her body. Elysee felt herself getting weirder. Annoyed, she pushed him. But Blake didn¡¯t even seem to know she was pushing him away. Rather, he held her hand, which had been groping around his sweaty shoulders and chest, and kissed her wet palm. ¡°Uh¡­¡± A moan broke out of her. He stuck out his tongue and licked her from the center of her hand to her ring finger. The tip of each finger was kissed with his lips until he touched her wrist. He kissed her for a long time, where her pulse was fluttering, and whispered: ¡°It smells sweet.¡± Chapter 4 In the meantime, his gaze never left her face. ¡°Did you bathe with roses? Wife, are you trying to kill me?¡± Faced with his passionate eyes, resembling a savage beast, Elysee gulped. He was too provocative. Was he just born with such sensualness? ¡®This guy¡¯s pretty sweet, isn¡¯t he? Not bad for sleeping with.¡¯ Now Elysee was determined to embrace him comfortably. She would go all the way anyway. If she hadn¡¯t been willing, she wouldn¡¯t have started. She wanted to enjoy what would happen. Her quick judgment and adaptability were one of Elysee¡¯s many strengths. Elysee struggled to relax her body as he instructed her. The burning pain was manageable. It was somewhat wet before insertion, so it didn¡¯t feel like dry flesh rubbing. The first night. Perhaps out of consideration for her, who seemed to know nothing, he didn¡¯t try to satisfy his lust. Since mixing the flesh, it was fortunate that his face and body fit her taste. ¡®Ah, his voice too.¡¯ His low groans sounded very loud and lewd to Elysee¡¯s ears. Her instinct was to make him more impatient with her and stroke his lust. Elysee slowly slid her hand on his powerful chest. She swept up his thick, hard shoulders and wrapped herself around his neck. She breathed in-sync with his breath and movements. Her rigid body naturally loosened and became entangled with him as if she were melting. Her lips, as red as petals, were swallowed by him. His tongue, which slipped into her mouth, persistently clasped her tongue and coveted her. ¡°Ohhhh¡­¡± The kiss wasn¡¯t bad either. Elysee began to feel better and better. She liked this man who was thoroughly immersed with her, exchanging passionate breaths, and moving his body. Before Elysee knew it, her wet bottom was full of joy. There was no pain, and only pleasure remained. ¡°Aha, Elysee¡­.¡± The name that flowed from his lips sounded incredibly sweet. He was only bending his back with deep insertions, but gradually he expanded his range of movements. Every time he pulled out halfway, Elysee¡¯s inner flesh contracted and stuck to him. ¡°You¡¯re driving me crazy.¡± As force and intensity heightened between them, the sound of slapping wet flesh also increased. To prevent her body from being pushed up, Elysee wrapped her legs around his waist. Blake held his upper body against the head of the bed and grabbed it with such strength that it broke. His penetration was deepened by her narrow tunnel, splashed, and bounced his waist. Her clit, along with her most sensitive areas, were pressed continuously. She could feel her love juices pouring out. Shallow climaxes swept through her body several times and gradually reaching an extreme pinnacle. ¡°Ohhh¡ªUhhhh¡­!¡± Her moans, mixed with coquettishness, completely took his reason away. Blake was also drowning in complete pleasure. He never expected a woman¡¯s body to be this delightful and lustfully disorganized. He held her body in one arm and stuck his teeth in his neck, tilting her head. There was a low groaning, growling noise. ¡°Unnhhhhh¡­¡± Blake could no longer endure the tightening of her inner flesh. He poured his first affection into her. It was as rough as his heavy breathing. ¡°Ah, haaa, aah¡­.¡± He and she both stopped and panted out hard. After a long time, they calmed down and had room to look around. Raising his head from the neck of Elysee, she flinched. ¡°¡­¡­?¡± Blake took his hand off the cracked head of the bed and gently rubbed her neck that he had bit. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. It¡¯ll leave a mark.¡± Elysee slowly blinked and looked up at him. He looked at her as if he was going to eat her up before, but now he was avoiding her eyes. ¡®It doesn¡¯t hurt that much.¡¯ How bad did it look, she wanted to ask, but she was so exhausted that it was hard to lift a finger. This is not the time, but Elysee was falling asleep like crazy. Come to think of it; she went through too much in a day. She died, experienced the afterlife, and possessed a body in a scenario. Besides¡­ ¡®It¡¯s been so long since I had sex.¡¯ It was satisfying sex that she felt overwhelmed with this newly acquired virgin body. As if he noticed her fatigue, he carefully bit her. It seemed like once wasn¡¯t enough; he was still erect. The shape of his twitching wet cock was heinous. At Elysee¡¯s gaze, he coughed. ¡°Today¡­. I¡¯ll hold it in.¡± If she had heard it before she died, Elysee would have raised her head sharply, saying he didn¡¯t have to endure it. Her strong drive to compete and win was even reflected in bed. But Elysee couldn¡¯t bear to do that now. This newly acquired body was too weak. She was so soft with minimal muscles; she would fall ill if she worked too hard. ¡®I have to build up my stamina first. I¡¯m dying of sleep¡­.¡¯ Elysee gently lowered her eyes instead of provoking him. Her eyelashes trembled with humiliation, her appearance looking adorably pathetic, causing Blake¡¯s eyes to become softer. Holding her in his arms, he removed the messed-up sheet. ¡°Do you want to wash up?¡± Elysee shook her head, holding back a yawn. Blake, looking down at the tears on the tail of her eyes for a while, put her back on the bed. He also lay by her side, offering his arm. ¡°Use my arm as a pillow.¡± ¡°¡­yeah.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± If she slept on that thick arm, her shoulders and neck would definitely be stiff. However, she couldn¡¯t bring herself to refuse. Wasn¡¯t she supposed to be the shy new bride in the beginning? Elysee was forced to put her head on his arm instead of a pillow. He carefully arranged her hair. Even with her eyes closed, Elysee could feel how sweet and soft his eyes were. This man couldn¡¯t be the agent. And far from being cold, he was too affectionate. ¡®I don¡¯t know¡­ Let¡¯s sleep now and think about it tomorrow.¡¯ Feeling a fluffy blanket wrapped around her body, Elysee fell asleep. Chapter 5 The brightness of the light leaking between the thick curtains made it clear that it was midday. But the room was as dark as night. It had been intentional so as to not to disturb her deep sleep. With only her eyes open, Elysee was still lying in bed. Her blank eyes reflected a man in a suit with his legs crossed. ¡®Grand Duke Blake Freysen.¡¯ He was leaning towards a candle to look at the papers. His face, whose expression was empty, was like a sculpture. The combination of thick dark blue hair that slightly covered the back of his neck, the striking blue eyes, the sharp nose, and his firmly closed lips completed a handsome face that would never occur naturally again. ¡®What is going on?¡¯ Elysee recalled what Philip said to her before entering this world. Blake Freysen, your husband, will be possessed by an agent too. They seem to be in trouble happening in this story¡¯s dimension, so they¡¯re in a temporary alliance with us. All you have to do is act out the scenes in the script appropriately; you won¡¯t even need to be involved in the rest of the time. It will be convenient. Elysee had been relieved to hear that. The job seemed easy, and if the person closest to her was also an agent, privately, she wouldn¡¯t need to be on her guard all the time and could relax. [Well, maybe it¡¯s too much to expect help. He¡¯s known for his self-possessed and cold-hearted character. Perhaps it¡¯s better like this¡­.] ¡°Cold¡­ cold-hearted.¡¯ Even after a hundred concessions, Blake didn¡¯t seem cold-hearted. ¡®Who the hell is this man? How am I supposed to treat you?¡¯ Elysse finally decided after deliberating and worrying. ¡®First, we need to figure out who he is. That¡¯s the first priority.¡¯ Elysee broke her ruse as she stirred. Blake¡¯s gaze turned to her. ¡°Are you awake?¡± Elysee also raised her upper body when she saw him approaching after putting down the documents. She grabbed the blanket that was slipping from her body, pulled it up so that only a part of her breasts were revealed, and slowly blinked her heavy eyes. Even at this moment, Elysee knew that she was beautiful, even though she had not washed her face. ¡®I would have been pretty even if I died.¡¯ Even though she was killed. ¡°Your Highness¡­¡± Since she had been rushed in this story, Elysee could only read the first scene, the first-night setting. Since she hadn¡¯t grasped the characters¡¯ personalities and backgrounds, she had to reduce her speech as much as possible. ¡°How are you feeling?¡± Blake, sitting on the bed, leaned toward her. Elysee noticed that the emotions that filled his eyes were not just ones of concern. Anyhow, who would be fine after seeing me now? It was an instinct to ooze out the air of a pitiful frail doll and bewitching temptress in one body, stroking conflicting impulses within this man. ¡°¡­I want to wash up.¡± The voice had a slight tremble. It was perfect even when I thought about it myself. ¡°I¡¯ll tell them to prepare a bath. Before that, why don¡¯t you have a simple meal?¡± Chapter 6 Elysee shook her head. She could tell without having to look that her bottom half was messy. It would be very uncomfortable and not suitable to maintain her perfect image. She couldn¡¯t sit and eat with him like this. ¡°I understand.¡± Blake stroked her head with a gentle touch. ¡°Rest a little more.¡± His hand that grazed her cheek was warm against her chilled cheeks. He left the room instead of pulling the rope at the bedside. Perhaps he was going to call the attendant himself to have it prepared. Elysee, who held her breath for a while even after the door was closed, quickly covered herself with the blanket and tapped the ring on her ring finger. Her wedding ring with elaborate patterns was not just an accessory. It was a medium-level item with unique functions. It contained a script for the scenario of ¡°The Fallen Lovers.¡± In response to her gesture, a palm-sized panel display emerged over the ring. Elysee manipulated the panel and quickly read down the initial script. ¡®Ah, the male lead is still in the castle. The next appearance is a conversation with him.¡¯ Lucas Clanton, the male protagonist of ¡°The Fallen Lovers¡± and Grand Duchess Elys¨¦e, were non-blood-related siblings through legality. Their mother and father remarried, and so they became brother and sister. In the scene, Lucas waits all day long to meet his younger sister. Apparently it is not enough to attend the wedding and hang out in front of her new room. ¡®I¡¯m sure he¡¯s a great pure-hearted man.¡¯ Of course, his heart soon moves to the female lead, who appears shortly after. ¡®My role is an oppressive sister-in-law that bullies the heroine.¡¯ Elys¨¦e frowned while thinking of the actors cast in one by one. What would have happened to her, and who would actually play her husband and male lead? ¡®The crazy guy.¡¯ Elys¨¦e shook her head to shake off her thoughts and focused on memorizing her share of the lines. Her room was dark, she couldn¡¯t tell the time, but she had a foreboding that she didn¡¯t have much time left. ¡°Older brother, will you come to see me again?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll endure it (with teary eyes). Don¡¯t worry about me. Of course, I¡¯m very lonely, but¡­ .¡± Elys¨¦e, who was highly focused, didn¡¯t hear the knocking or the opening of her door. ¡°Your royal highness, did you cough?¡± Elys¨¦e was shocked by the voice heard right by her side, abruptly closing her display. ¡®Did you hear that¡­ ?¡¯ As she gently lowered the blanket, she saw the maids standing by the side of her bed. It seemed that they came to attend to her bath. She couldn¡¯t tell by looking at them whether they heard her or not. ¡®Well, what can I do even if they heard it?¡¯ Elys¨¦e thought, putting herself at ease. ¡®By the way, I haven¡¯t memorized all the lines yet. What should I do?¡¯ She had no choice but to hope she would have another chance to be alone. Elysee descended off the bed. Even though she wore nothing, she was guided by her maid without any shame. Raising her head, she walked gracefully and confidently. Luxurious baths, maids¡¯ services, the finest perfumes, oil massages, expensive, gorgeous jewelry, and dresses. ¡®For now, we should enjoy this luxurious noble life.¡¯ Elysee¡¯s eyes sparkled with anticipation. Chapter 7 *** ¡°Your Grace, you are so beautiful.¡± ¡°You have such smooth skin.¡± Satisfaction filled Elysee¡¯s face as she studied her reflection in the mirror. ¡®I¡¯m ten years younger.¡¯ She looked the same as she did when she was 19. The only different thing was the color of her eyes and hair. Elys¨¦e gently touched her light purple hair that had been braided up. She was pleased that her eyes were the same color as her hair. She looked pure and languid with an effortless thread of seduction. Elysee didn¡¯t dislike her dark hair and dark brown eyes from her past life, but she hadn¡¯t been proud of either. Because she lived as an actress, there were many times her coloring and casting had limited her roles. ¡°Yes. It¡¯s pretty.¡± To the compliments of her maids, Elysee replied as if such praise were natural. What could she do with humility? She was far from being polite. Fortunately, she was even pretty in the eyes of Elysee¡¯s husband, Blake. As soon as he entered her room and spotted her, he froze, stunned. Elysee smiled and looked back at him. ¡°Your Grace.¡± ¡°¡­ wife.¡± He approached slowly and kissed her on the cheek. There was a breeze. Elysee glanced away and looked at her maids. ¡°You are dismissed.¡± Realizing their mistake, the maids hurriedly bowed their heads and left the room. It was when the two of them were left that Elysee looked up at Blake. With or without others around, he was looking only at her. ¡°Wife, aren¡¯t you exhausted?¡± ¡°Yes, I¡¯m fine now. I¡¯m well-rested because of your Grace¡¯s consideration.¡± ¡°I¡¯m glad I hear it.¡± His lips painted a smooth arc. ¡°Then let¡¯s have lunch together.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± Elysee lightly folded her arms around his right arm, allowing him to escort her. Perhaps because she slightly grazed his chest, his body became slightly stiff. ¡®Waah, I want to tease you.¡¯ It was evident that if she provoked him a little more during lunch, he would embrace her and take her to bed. She thought such a circumstance would be very interesting, but she decided to hold back for now because¡­. ¡®Because it¡¯s time to meet the Male Lead.¡¯ Sure enough. ¡°Lord Clanton will be present.¡± Blake announced the attendance of Lucas Clanton at the luncheon. ¡°My older brother still hasn¡¯t left yet?¡± Despite already knowing, Elys¨¦e opened her eyes wide, feigning surprise. ¡°It seems that he would feel more at ease if he saw you, wife.¡± ¡°Ah¡­ .¡± Elysee smiled sardonically. This, too, was acting, but of course, Blake didn¡¯t notice it. ¡°Lord Clanton¡­ seems to be close to you.¡± In a slightly uncomfortable voice, he brought up the relationship between Lucas and Elysee. Of course, Elysee answered clearly as if she was utterly ignorant of what he was inferring. ¡°Yes, we¡¯ve always been close. Sometimes I am more dependent on him than my father¡­ My brother took care of me a lot.¡± ¡°¡­ But now you have me. I will do my best so that you can trust and rely on me more than anyone else.¡± He spoke in a strong tone and came off cute to Elysee. ¡°I¡¯m happy. I, too, will try to be a wife who satisfies your Grace¡¯s heart.¡± ¡°You are already enough for me.¡± Ah, this guy. He¡¯s really sweet. Internally, Elys¨¦e laughed for a while. Although he was not a fellow agent and ally, he was a man she liked. As she walked with him, Elysee remembered roughly the structure of her castle. The bedroom they spent their first night in was on the third floor, along with Blake¡¯s office and study. There were numerous rooms on the second floor, including the VIP room, but it seemed that it would take a few hours to inspect each room one by one. The main hall where the reception was held, the reception room, and the dining room were all located on the first floor. As they went down the stairs and Elysee glanced out a window, there were several large buildings in the inner wall besides the main castle. The height of the inner wall was so high that she could not see beyond it, but the distance between the watchtowers gave an estimate of the complex¡¯s scale and the size of the outer castle. ¡®It¡¯s impressive. Like a royal castle.¡¯ Elys¨¦e quickly realized that he was not at the level of an ordinary nobleman. Upon reaching the first floor, the attendants who were guarding the front of the dining room opened the door for them. Elys¨¦e took a deep breath to compose herself. She was her habit of focusing just before a scene. The first thing that entered her eyes was the bright blonde through the open door. As if announcing the beginning of the scene, the ring on her finger vibrated. ¡°His Grace and Her Grace, the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess.¡± A man in a white uniform got up from his seat and bowed in respect. The announcing of their presence was the first line in this scene. ¡®That¡¯s the original male lead, Lucas Clanton.¡¯ He was the deputy leader of the Knights of Nephrus who protected the Imperial family and was Clanton¡¯s successor, recognized by the Marquis. ¡®What a handsome blonde young man with bright green eyes¡­ . You look like a prince from a fairy tale.¡¯ His eyes looked up and turned towards her. ¡°Elysee.¡± The corner of his mouth twitched awkwardly. Elys¨¦e recalled the script describing his behavior: he should have said it ¡®with a bright smile.¡¯ Chapter 8 ¡®Is that supposed to be a smile? And a bright one at that?¡¯ Elys¨¦e tried to hide the absurdity by approaching and hugging him. ¡°Older Brother¡­ ! I¡¯m so glad. I was afraid that you might have left.¡± ¡°How could I? You¡¯ve endured the most during this major life event more than anyone else¡­.. Didn¡¯t you?¡± ¡°No. It¡¯s something everyone goes through.¡± Elys¨¦e looked up at him and smiled innocently. However, contrary to her expression, her mind was getting more and more confused. The lines were stiff and slightly stuttered, and she didn¡¯t feel continuity as if everything was forced. It was her second hurdle after Blake, who was overly affectionate and threw her off. ¡®What¡¯s wrong with you¡­ ?¡¯ Lucas¡¯ mouth was now trembling. Elys¨¦e couldn¡¯t take her gaze from Lucas¡¯ awkward face until Blake approached and wrapped her shoulders. Jealousy and assessments were the key to this dining scene that appears at the beginning of . At this point in fact, the Grand Duchess actually already knew the heart of her step-brother, Lucas Clanton. She was a perceptive woman who knew how he felt about her but pretended not to know and manipulated him. For example, she treated the male lead as an admirer in her harem. ¡°Older Brother, will you come to see me again?¡± In that respect, Elysee¡¯s acting was perfect. She was pretending to be a loving platonic sibling relationship. She looked at Lucas over the table, pretending to be young, naive, and pitiful. A blue vein popped up on the back of Blake¡¯s hand, holding the knife. With his mouth closed tightly, Elys¨¦e quickly noticed his irritation. ¡®This is a really entertaining scene.¡¯ If Lucas had ignited Blake¡¯s jealousy even more, as in the original, it would have been a home run. With an impressed face, her eyes blushed¡­. ¡°Are you serious?¡± ¡ªIf you said it like that. But, instead, Lucas said that line with an expressionless face and a sharp look as if, ¡®How ridiculous. You dare tell me to come and go?¡± It only seemed to mean nothing more than that. Blake looked at Elysee with a sad look, as if he thought, ¡®You¡¯ve been treated like this by your family so far?¡¯ If it was according to the script, he should have stared at Lucas with a frown. ¡®Wh¡­ . What is he smoking?¡¯ In this situation, Elys¨¦e, who was about to say the following lines, had to thoroughly manage her facial expressions. ¡°Perhaps it¡¯s too much to ask¡­ ?¡± According to the description, Elysee¡¯s eyes were now wet. ¡°I¡¯ll endure it. Don¡¯t worry about me. Of course, I will be very lonely, but¡­.¡± She disguised her coquettishness with a pitiful visage. She captured Blake¡¯s and Lucas¡¯s gaze simultaneously as she bit her lips and dropped her head as if she were trying to avoid crying. Lucas jumped up out of his seat, stood up with a stiff face. ¡°Now¡ªa-are you crying?¡± ¡®I¡¯m going to hit you very hard.¡¯ Elys¨¦e clicked her tongue. Lucas should have jumped up and ran to her in embarrassment¡ªbut instead, he hesitated and stopped as if he could not remember his next line. ¡°Wife, don¡¯t you have me? I will not make you lonely.¡± As if he had to show off and check Lucas, Blake was embarrassed as he saw Elys¨¦e sad. ¡®no¡­. This is not it¡­ .¡¯ Lucas came up to her too late and patted her shoulder awkwardly. ¡°I will come whenever you want, so don¡¯t cry.¡± ¡®Don¡¯t hold your tongue so tight and talk so stiff!¡¯ Elysee had no choice but to lower her head, trying to suppress her extreme irritation further. *** In a word, Lucas¡¯ performance acting during mealtime was terrible. His lines weren¡¯t wrong, but it didn¡¯t match the male lead¡¯s demeanor specified in the character introduction. He was consistently expressionless, a smile didn¡¯t crack his face¡ªlet alone ¡®smiling brightly,¡¯ and the lines that should have been friendly sounded sarcastic. It was a dialogue and atmosphere that would have been perfect if they were playing as real siblings that are no different from enemies. So when Elysee returned to her bedroom after the luncheon, she wasn¡¯t surprised when she saw Lucas, who was already hiding in her room. ¡°Something¡¯s wrong.¡± As if to announce that he was a different person from the character he was playing, his words became shorter and informal. ¡°¡­ I know, right. I think so.¡± Elysee clicked her tongue. He had a harsh tone paired up with a face that made flowers bloom if he smiled. ¡°By any chance, are you the upper world agent that was originally supposed to be in my husband¡¯s body?¡± ¡°Yes. You must be an investigator at the Midland Fantasy Control Tower.¡± ¡°Yes. Although it is ¡®temporary.¡¯¡± ¡°Temporary?¡± ¡°Yeah. I was sent almost right here after I died. To rescue the investigators trapped in this world.¡± He looked at her with narrowed eyes. ¡°¡­ What was your job during your lifetime?¡± ¡°Actress. It was pretty good.¡± ¡°No wonder. So that¡¯s why there was no sense of incongruity at all.¡± Lucas nodded. ¡°The previous Midland investigators¡¯ acting skills were terrible.¡± ¡°As yours was too.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll admit it.¡± Rather than being offended, he said it was natural. ¡°I practiced the role of Blake Freysen over several months. I was confident I would not be suspicious. But it is now useless.¡± Elysee sighed. ¡°What the hell happened? Why did you get into that body, not my husband?¡± ¡°I do not know. An error occurred as soon as I tried to enter Blake Freyson¡¯s body. I lost consciousness by the strong impact on the spirit body, and when I woke up, I was inside this body.¡± ¡°¡­ That can happen? Lucas is the male protagonist of the story.¡± Instead of answering, Lucas started to pull out his hair. ¡®Ah, this is no small matter.¡¯ It¡¯s not just the character¡¯s personality that matters. In addition to having to digest and memorize the overwhelming amount of dialogue, the degree of his freedom would be significantly reduced as the number of his appearances is large. Whatever his purpose was, it would be impossible to get it right. Chapter 9 ¡°Can¡¯t you switch bodies?¡± ¡°If that were possible, I would have done it right away.¡± ¡°¡­ Stop tearing your hair out. It¡¯s not yours.¡± Elys¨¦e slapped the back of his hand and cleaned up his messy hair. He said, staring into the air with eyes that seemed to want to kill someone. ¡°A blemish on my 500-year career!¡± ¡°Yes. Well, I guess you¡¯re right.¡± Five hundred years. It was a very unrealistic amount of time to never have a blemish on one¡¯s career, but yes, he¡¯d have a difficult time if he suddenly had to play the male protagonist. ¡®If this person disrupts the mission, it will definitely impact me.¡¯ Elys¨¦e chewed her lower lip, distressed. ¡°I desperately need your help. That¡¯s why I took a risk and came to you.¡± ¡°Of course, I also want to. But what can I do to help you? If there is any way to go back¡­ .¡± Then, Lucas placed his index finger in front of his lips and looked over her shoulder. ¡°Shh.¡± His green eyes shone sharply. Elys¨¦e didn¡¯t know how to respond, but he moved quickly and crawled under her bed. ¡°¡­¡­ ?¡± What was this absurdity? As she attempted to look underneath the bed, she suddenly heard a knocking sound from her back. ¡°¡­ Huh?¡± Elys¨¦e jumped up and turned her body to the sound. ¡°Wife. May I come in?¡± It was Blake. Hic¡ª before a sound of surprise could escape her lips, Elysee quickly sealed her mouth. ¡®What do I do? If I get caught, it will be a big deal.¡¯ ¡°¡­ Wife? Aren¡¯t you inside?¡± Elys¨¦e missed the time to answer verbally and was forced to hurriedly go to the door and turn the handle. The castle hallway was dark, unlike the room she was in where the afternoon sun was shining. Standing tall at the door, the man also seemed buried in the shadows of the corridor. Her heart was thumping for no reason. A cold sweat came stuck to her back as if she was a child caught doing something naughty. But she was skilled enough and not one to show her feelings. ¡°Come in.¡± Elysee smiled and stepped aside. Entering the room, he put his hand on her waist and kissed her on the cheek. He always seemed to kiss instead of saying hello. ¡°Were you resting?¡± ¡°Yes, I¡¯m a little tired. Your Grace, why¡­.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have work, so I came to see you.¡± ¡°Ah¡­ .¡± Elysee¡¯s heart sank as he squeezed her body in a tight hug. ¡®Surely¡­?¡¯ ¡°I have a problem, so I stopped by.¡± He smiled softly, looking down at her, who seemed rather nervous. ¡°Last night, I broke your bed.¡± He let Elysee go and strode toward the bed. In case he might look under the bed, Elysee quickly followed him. Stopping in front of the bedside, he patted on the cracked wooden board. ¡°I¡¯m afraid we¡¯ll have to change the bed. Something more solid and comfortable.¡± Had it not been for this tense situation, Elysee would have cheerfully burst out laughing. An enthusiastic groom who broke a solid wood bed while spending the first night with his bride. She thought it was a good setup. But now Elysee was very nervous about Lucas, lying only a few millimeters from Blake¡¯s foot. So, with only a slight smile, she nodded. ¡°Yes. Sure.¡± ¡°Is there any material or design you want?¡± Elysee sat on the bed as naturally as she could and pondered, ¡°Well¡­¡± And she pretended to be worried while thinking, ¡®If you do this, he won¡¯t at least bend your waist to look under the bed since he isn¡¯t interested in looking up your skirt.¡¯ ¡°I do not know.¡± She heard that had a similar background to medieval Europe. However, the world would not be the same as it had fantasy elements like magic. She didn¡¯t know what kind of material was popular to make her furniture. ¡°I¡¯ll leave the bed to your Grace. I think it should be as strong as possible.¡± Elysee patted gently on the back of his hand, holding the bedhead. ¡°Since you¡¯re full of strength.¡± At that moment, she could feel the force in his hand. ¡®Ah¡­..Shit.¡¯ It was just playful words and actions. Elysee had no intention of provoking him. She belatedly stole her hand away. But Blake grabbed her wrist in haste, and her heart drummed in her chest. ¡°Wife.¡± Elysee¡¯s eyes shook finely because of his firm grip on her. She slowly raised her gaze. His blue eyes filled Elysee¡¯s sight, full of dark passion swaying hotly. From the corner of her vision, she saw his wide, hard chest and tense muscular neck with protruding, pulsing veins. Blake, who had looked at her several times today with longing eyes, now seemed unwilling to let her go. ¡°Anyway, the bed has to change; it doesn¡¯t matter if it breaks a little more.¡± ¡®Oh my God.¡¯ With the heat coming off his hands and the harsh sound of his breathing, Elysee realized: ¡®I am in deep shit. What do I do?¡¯ She couldn¡¯t even think of how to push him away as he approached her. When she stepped back, she suddenly found herself sitting on the bed. Elys¨¦e cried urgently as he saw him raising his knee on the bed, already bending over her. ¡°Your Grace, it¡¯s not dark yet¡­ !¡± ¡°Why does that matter? ¡­When a couple makes love.¡± Chapter 10 That was a fair remark. When it came to sex, did day or night matter? She was profoundly convinced and agreed with him from the bottom of her heart. ¡®No, wait. Now¡¯s not the time!¡¯ Elysee quickly found another excuse. ¡°I¡¯m a little tired and want to rest¡­ .¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll be gentle and won¡¯t overdo it.¡± Instead of letting go of Elysee¡¯s wrist, he gathered her ankle. ¡°Well, then I¡¯ll go wash up first!¡± His movement stopped. She said this because she wanted to avoid him, and it seemed to work. ¡®Ah. But if I only go to the bathroom, Lucas won¡¯t be able to escape. What should I do?¡¯ Elys¨¦e, twisted her hair added in a hesitant voice. ¡°If you don¡¯t want to wait, let¡¯s¡­. Would you like to go wash up too?¡± Without letting her ankle go, Blake stared down at Elysee silently. She didn¡¯t know what the hell he was thinking. Something suddenly came into Elysee¡¯s vision as she was anxiously waiting for his answer. ¡®Oh¡­ !¡¯ His pants was literally taut as if bursting with tension. Elysee realized. She just pressed the wrong button on her. ¡®Why don¡¯t we wash together?¡¯ It was too late to regret. His deep blue eyes were overflowing with desires absent of reason, saying, ¡®I can¡¯t wait, let¡¯s do it now.¡¯ ¡®Uh, I¡¯m crazy.¡¯ She was trying to get out of this lure and instead ended up being provocative. ¡°Haaaa, wife.¡± Clank, clank. Elise¡¯s shoes, which had been removed, fell to the floor one after another. He grabbed her ankles, and her pulled down to the edge of the bed. ¡°Oh¡­ !¡± ¡°It¡¯s a good idea to wash up together, but now I¡¯m a bit¡­. It¡¯s hard to bear.¡± Now Elysee upper body down was on the bed. Even if she tried to raise her body, it was impossible because her both ankles were held up by him. ¡°Let me go, Your Grace¡­ .¡± Under her flipped dress and petticoat, her slender legs wrapped in white tights were revealed. ¡°Of course, I will.¡± He got off the bed and knelt on the floor with one knee up and one knee down. ¡°Your Grace¡­ ?¡± ¡®You¡¯re not looking under the bed, are you?¡¯ If he lowered himself a little more, he would find Lucas under the bed. As soon as the surprised Elysee tried to raise her body, his lips touch the inside of her ankles. The hot breath warmed her flesh. ¡°Huh¡­ .¡± He keenly awakened her senses with a seductive light caress. He watched into her pale purple eyes and rubbed his lips against her skin. Elys¨¦e¡¯s eyes turned red at his blatant gaze and a strange kiss. His kiss, which started from her ankles, continued through her calves to her innermost thighs. Her body, remembering the pleasures given by Blake last night, began to prepare to accept him on its own. The inside of her stomach became hot, and the milk was oozing out little by little. ¡®When this¡­ no¡­.really¡­ .¡¯ Elysee closed her eyes tightly. Finally, his lips touched her most intimate place. He licked up a thin cloth that was already wet very slowly. ¡°Ah¡­ !¡± His head was bowed down between her legs, and a moan leaked out of Elysee¡¯s mouth. ¡°Your Grace, stop¡­ .¡± ¡°I want to taste everything. Would you please spread your legs more?¡± His low rough breath gave her titillating goosebumps. It was a request, but she couldn¡¯t refuse. Unlike his affectionate appearance so far, he now felt very dangerous. Hesitantly, she spread her legs, and he laughed low. ¡°Good job.¡± He put his hand around her pelvis and broke the tie holding up her underwear. The damp cloth was peeled off her pussy, and sticky transparent threads shined in the light. ¡°You look so pretty wet.¡± Elysee wasn¡¯t naive enough to blush her face at this degree of conduct and this degree of speech. She knew she was. But now, her face and body were aflame. ¡®Uh, this guy is so hot¡­ !¡¯ Now, in Elysee¡¯s head, there are no more upper world agents hiding under her bed. Every time his red tongue licked up between the thick crevices of her petals, the depths of her stomach flinched, twitched, and tightened. She spent the night with several men while working as an actor, but no one has ever sucked her down so carefully and hard at the same time. ¡®You don¡¯t know. He might have done it like this.¡¯ That man who hadn¡¯t expressed anything for her for a long time, but finally slammed her in the back of her head¡ªa man who was her lifelong fellow and rival. Elysee didn¡¯t know what it would have been like if she had shared a bed with him. His eyes that she had met at her last moments were so crazy. ¡°It looks a little swollen. Did it hurt last night?¡± Elysee looked into his deep blue eyes. Just as when he bit her neck, he had a faint feeling of guilt. ¡°¡­ It was tolerable.¡± Elysee replied, barely choosing to breathe. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I don¡¯t have experience with women¡­. I didn¡¯t know.¡± His usually sharp eyes droop down slightly. ¡°Because of me¡­ . My wife¡¯s place, like this¡­ .¡± ¡®Should I just say it hurts a lot? I think he¡¯ll quit if I do well.¡¯ Thinking so, as soon as Elise tried to close her knees, his hands pressed her thighs. Thinking so, the moment Elys¨¦e tried to close her knee, his hand squeezed her thigh. ¡°I can¡¯t leave you like this.¡± ¡°¡­ Yes?¡± It felt like she said the wrong thing again. ¡°I will soothe you.¡± ¡°Now, wait¡­ .¡± His tongue burrowed into her flesh. Chapter 11 ¡°Ah¡­ !¡± The flesh that came in through the swollen and closed entrance swept through the inner wall rubbing against her core. He was slow but persistant, he went deeper little by little. It felt completely different from a penis or fingers. It was terribly delicate, to the point, it made her shiver from delight. His sharp nose was pressed against her sensitive part, and her ass kept getting wet. The sound of water getting louder was terribly obscene. ¡°N-No¡­ !¡± The stimulation was too much. Regretfully, Elysee twisted her body to escape him. But Blake didn¡¯t let her go. Rather, he poked faster and more intensely. He opened his mouth and sucked her from underneath, nasty and ravenous. Her waist lifted, and her head was tilted back. Elysee grabbed the sheets and crumpled them in a mess. Elys¨¦e¡¯s body, was swept away in waves of intense pleasure, trembled. ¡°Ah¡­ !¡± ¡°Haaaa haaaaaa¡­ .¡± It was Elysee that was being stimulated, but Blake¡¯s breathing was getting rougher. Looking down at her with burning eyes, he quickly unbuckled his pants. ¡®Oh my God, I can¡¯t!¡¯ When I realized it was too late. Before Elysee¡¯s hands and feet could push him away, he first touched her. The thick and hard thing was stuck in it. ¡°Wow¡­ !¡± The man¡¯s penis, inserted right before her peak, led her to her orgasm at once. Elys¨¦e couldn¡¯t move and rip off the blanket. ¡°Does it feel¡­. good?¡± Blake, grasping Elysee¡¯s waist with both hands, raised one knee over her and pushed in his pillar until it was no longer possible. ¡°Me too. I can¡¯t stand it¡­. It¡¯s so good.¡± Far from able to As she looked down with his deep blue eyes, who couldn¡¯t spit a word of a groan, let alone respond, he smacked her ass with a loud jiggle. His thick genitals stroked her inner wall without reason. It was the first time in my life that I felt as good as this just by inserting. Regardless of her intention, Elys¨¦e¡¯s flesh clung tenaciously to Blake¡¯s penis and seeking extreme pleasure. She was conscious of Lucas and tried to endure her moans, but it was impossible. It wasn¡¯t acting that Elys¨¦e cried with her unimaginable expression and voice. She couldn¡¯t even breathe properly at the climax that came back and forth and hit like her high tide. Her newly acquired body seemed to be several times more sensitive than her original body. ¡®Lord, I think I¡¯m going to die.¡¯ ¡°If you tighten it like that¡­. It¡¯s hard to bear.¡± Elysee¡¯s eyes opened. She was glad to hear it. ¡®Okay! Come on!¡¯ After cumming, when his excitement subsided, they would run into the bathroom right away. ¡®I¡¯m an upper world agent, and what should I live and see first?¡¯ Elys¨¦e was determined and tightened up on him and his organ. Ungh, frowning his handsome brow and growling, he completely climbed onto the bed. ¡°Elysee.¡± With his low, harsh voice, he called her name. Then he grabbed her thighs on both sides, spreading them apart and sticking deep into her body down like a shot. He stabbed and rubbed her deepest and most sensitive spots. ¡°This, this is too deep, ¡­ !¡± When she was about to speak, he swallowed her lips. His tongue ravishing her mouth left her in a daze. Elys¨¦e drank down the saliva he spilled into her as she held onto the hem of his clothes in earnest. He was filling every possible part. Her satisfaction was undeniable. It was a satisfaction that she had craved the most when she spent the night with a man. She didn¡¯t love them, but she passionately exchanged love, for her sex was an act of love because she never learned how to love. It was to compensate for her deficiency. When she was dealing with a man who eagerly coveted her, she could be mistaken for a moment. The actions of the body were heartwarming. When she pulled down her shoulder straps, he violently rubbed her bare breasts. In a moment, Elys¨¦e¡¯s body was engulfed in the sense of climax due to the intense stimulus from all over, his organ, which was still thick and hard, swelled even more. With his lips removed, he buried his face on the back of her neck. An even more intense gesture, his pillar which had pulled out, struck up and deep into and past her entrance and erupted out semen. ¡°Ohh!¡± ¡°Ugh¡­ !¡± The white flashed through her field of view. It took a long time for the trembling to subside. You won¡¯t be breathless like this even if you sprint a hundred meters with all your might. He, who flinched several times and spit out all the remaining liquid in her, was gradually calming down. ¡°Haaaa haaaa ¡­ .¡± Elysee deeply exhaled for a long time and slowly blinked. As her body was gradually relaxed, she felt that she could live a little now. ¡®Wow, you really had some messy wild sex.¡¯ Her expensive dress seemed non-salvageable; she was uncertain about how many times she had climaxed, and the upper world agent under the bed¡­ . ¡®Uh¡­ . Well¡­ .¡¯ Elys¨¦e opted to pretend to be ignorant it was the only way she wouldn¡¯t tear her head apart from the surging shame. But, unfortunately, something even more alarming happened since that thought passed her mind. From now on, as if it were a part of an unreal dream, he began to slowly turn his back leisurely. ¡°¡­ Your Grace?¡± ¡°Oh my. It must have been uncomfortable. I should have taken it off first, but I was in a hurry.¡± Blake, who said that, grabbed her dress and petticoat at once and ripped it off as if it was a sheet of paper. ¡®This crazy¡­ ?¡¯ He whispered in a deep low voice, ¡°Your body is even more beautiful in the daylight.¡± That was the last word she remembered properly. Chapter 12 The sun had already set when Elysee, who crashed and fallen into a deep slumber, finally opened her eyes. Her finger twitched. Good. Fortunately, she didn¡¯t die. ¡®Oh, I¡¯m already dead.¡¯ As her eyes took in the surroundings, a shadowed man stood beside the bed and fell into her view. Elysee squinted, gulping down harsh words that almost popped out in surprise. ¡°¡­Lucas?¡± Expressionless, Lucas was looking down at her with his arms folded. Elysee tried to clear her throat. Her voice cracked. She had cried so much that her throat hurt, and she sounded like a hoarse smoker. ¡°You¡¯re going through a lot.¡± He didn¡¯t seem to mind the fact that something very embarrassing had happened. As a result, Elysee also felt, ¡°what¡¯s wrong?¡± So shamelessly, she raised her head and grumbled at him. ¡°You know this is all because of you, right?¡± ¡°What? Why is it because of me?¡± ¡°If you arrived into my husband¡¯s body properly, this wouldn¡¯t have happened.¡± He tilted his head. ¡°You want me to admit it¡¯s my fault?¡± His facial expressions and tone were devoid of emotions. Elysee sprang up in a fit of anger. He frowned when her naked body was revealed. When she felt he was looking through it as if it were a spectacle, Elysee nervously dragged up the blanket and covered herself with it. She enjoyed showing off her beautiful figure, but that emotionless gaze was unpleasant. ¡®Well, he¡¯s an agent, but he¡¯s an angel, right? Do you even have a sex drive?¡¯ Elysee shook her head. There was no need to be irritated against non-human. ¡°That¡¯s fine. What¡¯s the use?¡± ¡°As long as I need your help, you have an obligation to meet my needs to some extent.¡± It was clear that the man who she didn¡¯t know whether it was an agent or an angel lacked emotion and sociability. Elysee sighed afterwards and then said, ¡°Whatever, tell me what I can do for you. I¡¯ll listen to it and judge.¡± ¡°Please teach me how to act.¡± Elysee looked at him in silence for a while. ¡°What?¡± ¡°Are you acting¡­ What¡¯s that look on your face?¡± Elysee said shortly, ¡°I don¡¯t think it¡¯s possible.¡± ¡°That¡¯s not true. I¡¯m the best agent of this time, even acknowledged by God.¡± ¡°He¡¯s very generous.¡± [t1v: ded.] ¡°Of course, God has infinite patience and mercy.¡± With the most lively face she had seen him don, he insisted. ¡°Yes, I think so.¡± After responding to him drily, she spoke to him again, ¡°But you have to leave here soon. I don¡¯t have enough time.¡± ¡°There¡¯s a way.¡± He briefly explained his plan. There was only one way to match the initial movements of the Grand Ducal couple, which were not specified in scenarios, to overlap with the movements of the male protagonist, Lucas Clanton. It was a way he could easily plan for because he had intended to possess Blake originally. ¡°Hmm, there is a possibility¡­.¡± Elysee tilted her head. ¡°I don¡¯t know if Blake will grant me the favor. He¡¯s a Grand Duke; he¡¯d be quite busy.¡± ¡°If you ask, he can¡¯t refuse.¡± ¡°How can you be sure?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t you see it?¡± The corner of Lucas¡¯s mouth twitched. Now Elysee could see that it was his smiling expression. ¡°He¡¯s completely fallen for you.¡± ¡°Well, it¡¯s common. My nickname used to be Helen of Troy.¡± It was a nickname she got for her role, but Elysee was brazen. She did not doubt that she would have destroyed a country if she had been born in ancient times. His expression turned cold again. ¡°You¡¯d better be careful. If you¡¯re too smug, you¡¯ll get knocked in the back of the head.¡± Elysee¡¯s face, who had a history of being beaten to death in the back of her head, became grim. ¡°What? Why are you saying something so unlucky!¡± ¡°There is no such thing as luck in nature. Everything made by human choice¡­.¡± ¡°Oh, thanks.¡± Elysee cut him off shortly. It was beneficial not to have to listen to troublesome words. There was something more pressing that she wanted clarity on. ¡°If I help you, what do I get in return?¡± ¡°What do you want?¡± ¡°Is anything possible? For example, let me live up there. Or bring a soul to where I am.¡± ¡°I can handle the soul request.¡± Elysee said, oh, curling her mouth in a circle. He seemed to be a pretty capable agent, even though his acting was terrible. ¡°Okay, then I¡¯ll tell you my wish when this work is over. It¡¯s okay, right? ¡°I got it.¡± Lucas nodded his head. Then he glanced at the door. ¡°I¡¯d better get going. He¡¯ll be back soon.¡± Chapter 13 Elysee lay on the back bed with a thud. Then she beckoned wildly to him. ¡°Come on. I¡¯m going to pretend to be asleep from now on.¡± Once again, it was no good to have the same situation occur as before. The corners of his mouth twitched again, perhaps because her frightened expression was funny. ¡°See you soon.¡± With those words, he disappeared in an instant. Perhaps it was through the window, for a cool wind swept through the room and ceased. She didn¡¯t know how he knew, but as Lucas said, Blake arrived shortly. He came in without knocking, thinking Elysee was sleeping and closed the door very carefully. There was a carpet on the floor, so she couldn¡¯t hear him walking at all. Elysee closed her eyes and did not open them. ¡®Why are you here again? Are you going to kill the new bride?¡¯ Elysee was distracted and lost in thought because she couldn¡¯t tell where he was. If this guy from the Upper World had a problem and went into Lucas¡¯ body, is it Lucas¡¯ soul that¡¯s in Blake¡¯s body now? Prince Blake Freysen was not in a large number of scenes. There was no way of knowing what kind of character he was in a timely manner. ¡®How do I check?¡¯ When Elysee was troubled, suddenly a weight was on one side of the bed. He seemed to have climbed onto the bed. He was close enough for her to feel his presence. ¡°Elysee¡­.¡± Again. ¡®Elysee¡¯, not your ¡®wife¡¯. If they were in the midst of sex, they would call out names out of excitement, but why was he saying it now? Considering his low murmuring voice, he didn¡¯t intend on waking her up. His voice and breath were so close that Elysee was on edge. Lying on her side, something caressed the nape of her neck down its curve. Maybe it was a finger. It slid slowly down her spine. The blanket that was over her shoulders was pulled down. The cool air that touched her naked body and the tickling touch gave Elysee goosebumps. His hands, coming down her back, swerved from her hips. He rubbed past the thickly swollen petals and wrapped his palm around her entire vagina. ¡®What, what are you doing¡­?¡¯ Haaa, a low sigh fell from his mouth. It wasn¡¯t easy to pretend to be asleep in this situation. Because of the tension, the inside and below her stomach fluttered. Elysee became more stiff because she didn¡¯t know his intentions. After a few gentle caresses there, he thrusted a finger into her entrance. His fingers were easily sucked in because semen and love juices had accumulated making his movements slick. Elysee had to bite her lip quickly so as not to moan. Blake turned his wrist around as if to gauge, soon pushed in another finger. He turned his wrist again, bent his fingers, and pulled liquid out of her entrance. ¡®Ugh¡­!¡¯ She swallowed the sound, but was forced to flinch. The white liquid held inside was splattered on the sheet with a splash. His finger came back in, and it slipped out quickly again. It seemed like he was extracting semen from her insides. But her body, excited by his repeated actions, shed new blood. At last, he even slightly walked away. He slowly felt the tightening flesh as if biting his finger but eventually pulled out his hand as if he had given up. Her breath was already rough and to the limit. ¡®I think I¡¯ll get caught.¡¯ At this point, he didn¡¯t know she pretended to be asleep. But if she opened her eyes now, the second round would begin. Even though she thought about it over and over, Elysee was sure she would get sick. ¡®There¡¯s a scene where I have to see Lucas off tomorrow.¡¯ Managing one¡¯s body condition was an actor¡¯s responsibility. Elysee closed her eyes with more determination and pretended to sleep firmly. She didn¡¯t know if he didn¡¯t notice, or if he knew she was pretending to be asleep, but fortunately he simply acted with his original purpose. He carefully wiped between her legs with a warm damp towel. Her uncomfortable bottom now became refreshed. Even if Elysee wanted to soak in the bathtub and wash herself clean, she had to remind herself of her resolution. ¡®Hold it in, hold it in.¡¯ While Elysee was comforting herself, rationalizing that today¡¯s humiliating retreat was for tomorrow¡¯s advance, a popping sound was heard. Blake seemed to have opened a vial as a pungent medical scent entered her nose. ¡®¡­Are you even going to apply some medicine? Even though she didn¡¯t want to admit it, her heart was tickled. It felt so good to be cared for. He applied medicine meticulously to her inside tunnels and outside lips. His fingers felt a little cold and slippery, but thanks to her diligence, Elysee was able to not get excited successfully. It wasn¡¯t until he applied enough medicine that he pulled out his fingers. Once again, there was a low sigh. He was sweet, trying to calm down and breathe. ¡®You¡¯re damn sweet.¡¯ Elysee had no choice but to admit it. Whether he had a crush on the original Elysee or because it was his wife. Blake Freysen cared a great deal for Elysee. He hugged Elysee¡¯s back, hugging and spooning her gently, caring not to put any weight on her. His body was hard and hot. The heat passed through his touch and warmed up Elysee¡¯s body. ¡®Then I¡¯d rather have this man¡­.¡¯ Let¡¯s try to seduce him, Elysee thought. It was quite familiar for Elysee to seduce and exploit without believing in love. Blake would have no choice but to indulge her. There was a slight smile on Elysee¡¯s lips. It wasn¡¯t bad to be in a legitimate position to seduce such a good man. Chapter 14 Giving up life-saving treatment didn¡¯t mean giving up life. Elysee didn¡¯t want to die. She wanted to live¨C even if it was just one more day. She was an unwanted child, adopted and given up twice, and then she was adopted overseas and then abused by her¡¯ parents.¡¯ By the time she was in her adolescence, she had run away from home and hit rock bottom. It was a stroke of luck that she started acting. However, considering what she had to go through to reach the top as an Asian immigrant, her life had never gone smoothly. It was madly unfair to say that she had only a month or half a year to live at the longest. But on the other hand, Elysee was relieved that she could rest now. Fatigue came belatedly. She had accumulated a lifetime of exhaustion. The week after the doctor broke the news to her, Elysee was in a haze; all she did was sleep and eat. She ate junk food like chips, pizza, hamburgers, and french fries instead of the salad she used to nibble on. Similarly, Elysee had been someone who never skipped a day from exercising and now she became one with the sofa. Whether there was drama or a commotion outside, she knew not; Elysee had turned off her cell phone for a long time. The only sound in her room was her breath. Elysee didn¡¯t mind it; in fact, she considered her solace an award for her hard work. Then one day, ¡®he¡¯ came. Cain Liberto, her lifelong colleague and rival. [Elysee, I won¡¯t let you die alone.] Elysee grinned with the swollen face she had earned from her recent unhealthy habits. [Why¡ª what¡ª you want to die together?] The corners of his mouth went up smoothly at her joke. He grinned like a fierce beast and suddenly looked terrifying. [How did you know?] *** While pretending to be asleep, Elysee had really fallen asleep. Upon waking up, she shook her head to shake off the remnants of her dream. There were goosebumps all over her skin. Elysee knew better than anyone else that there were more lunatics than she could anticipate. She didn¡¯t mean to live life arrogantly even if she hadn¡¯t heard Lucas¡¯ warning. The next time she got hit in the head, it should be her own doing, not her opponent¡¯s. ¡®Of course, it¡¯s best if I don¡¯t get hit at all.¡¯ But was life ever that easy? Fortunately, she was in a story where she had a script; things were set in place, there was logic and no outlandish whims of fate¡ªso she knew how to weather a crisis. ¡®If it were reality, there would be no such a thing.¡¯ Elysee sat up. She was alone on the bed, stepped on the thick, soft carpet, groaned, and stood up. Her legs were shaking, but she managed to walk. Elysee walked across the dark room to the window. ¡®What time is it? I think it¡¯s past dinner time.¡¯ As soon as she pulled up the curtain, the dazzling sunlight poured in. Elysee was momentarily dazed. ¡°What ¡­.No way¡ªis it morning?¡± It seemed busy outside. Right¡ªLucas was leaving in the morning. Her eyes widened with embarrassment. No matter how exhausted she was, she had never expected she would sleep the rest of the day and the whole night until morning. ¡®I slept in on the day of the shoot! I¡¯m screwed!¡¯ Elysee, who rushed back to bed and pulled the rope, made a beeline for the bathroom. Now was not the time to wait for the hot water to come in. Elysee didn¡¯t have any strength in her body, but she had to move fast. After quickly washing up with cold water, she came out of the bathroom and met a face she hadn¡¯t seen before. Even though Elysee¡¯s face must have reflected her surprise, the other person she greeted Elysee politely; bowing in a neat maid¡¯s robe, ¡°Nice to meet you, Your Grace. I am Kate Winsle, your maid of honour.¡± Although she was on a tight deadline, Elysee knew well that the first impression with a person as big as the head maid was important. Elysee smiled smoothly. ¡°Nice to meet you, maid of honor. I don¡¯t think I saw you yesterday.¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I was away for a family affair and came back this morning.¡± ¡°I see. Is everything all right?¡± ¡°Yes, thank you for your concern.¡± Elysee was quite pleased with her attitude of not bothering to make long excuses and being straightforward. If she were competent, it would be a dream come true. ¡°Maid.¡± ¡°You can call me Kate.¡± ¡°Yes, Kate. Today my brother¡­I heard Lord Clanton is leaving the castle. Has he already left?¡± ¡°No, he has prepared for his departure, but he hasn¡¯t left the castle yet.¡± ¡°That¡¯s a relief. I wanted to see him off.¡± ¡°Then you need to hurry up and get ready.¡± ¡°Yes. Please assist me.¡± ¡°Yes, your Grace.¡± Kate, who bowed her head, summoned a maid who ran out. Then Elysee went directly to the dressing room and picked out several simple dresses that I could wear without a petticoat. By then, the maid who left came back with several other maids, each of them assisting her in getting ready. Naturally, Elysee¡¯s wavy light purple hair was combed through and left down instead of twisted up in a fancy hairdo, and Elysee wore a simple dress she had picked out. Her makeup was light, simply adding a light pink color to the lips after skincare. It was appropriate for her age. About half an hour had passed when the minimum decoration was completed with the help of the maids. Elysee confirmed again. ¡°He hasn¡¯t haven¡¯t left yet, right?¡± Kate, who checked out the window, bowed her head and replied to her. ¡°Yes, the Clantons¡¯ carriage is still in front, so I don¡¯t think he has left yet.¡± ¡®Thank God.¡¯ With a sigh of relief, Elysee left the room. While walking down the hall towards the central staircase, Elysee ran into Bernard, the chief of staff. As if he was waiting for her to come out, Bernard approached Elysee quickly and greeted her. ¡°Did you have a good night¡¯s sleep, Your Grace?¡± ¡°Yes, were you waiting for me?¡± ¡°Yes, the Lord skipped breakfast, saying he would share breakfast with your Grace. The food is still¡­.¡± ¡°At this hour? Where is his Grace?¡± ¡°He¡¯s at the training field, watching Lord Clanton and the Knights of Nephrus battle.¡± Chapter 15 Bernard explained that Lucas, at the request of the knights, was in a match with them. There was a precedent; in the original setting, the vice commander of the knighthood of Nephrus admired Lucas and sometimes asked Lucas to fight with him. It seemed the other knights were the same. ¡°Right. I see.¡± Elysee, who nodded, took another step forward, and the maid Kate, the maid, chased after her and asked in a cautious voice, ¡°Your Grace, may I ask where you are headed?¡± ¡°His Grace is at the training field. I intend to go there.¡± ¡°Oh, then¡­¡± Kate ordered the maid next to her to bring Elysee¡¯s coat. ¡°It¡¯s a little chilly outside.¡± The thin white dress she wore seemed inappropriate for external use. Elysee nodded once without changing her expression and put on the navy coat brought by the maid. Only after leaving the castle did Elysee realize that the place was in the story. High and solid walls with traces of time, alien smells mixed in the air, facial expressions and eyes of people who stop their work and turned their heads. She once appeared in a 50-episode drama set in medieval Europe, but even the elaborate set could not be compared to this place. Freysens¡¯ knights¡¯ quarters and training grounds were behind the castle. Even though it was far away, the sound of striking weapons was loud. Soldiers were guarding the area around the knights¡¯ training ground so that no one could enter. When Elysees¡¯ maid approached the soldiers to stand aside, a surprised soldier rushed inside. ¡°Please wait here. It¡¯s a dangerous place.¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Elysee nodded at Kate¡¯s words of concern. Inside the gym, Elysee spotted Lucas¡¯s bright blonde hair. She was glad she wasn¡¯t late. He must have had a hard time fighting matches that should have ended with one or two rounds at most. ¡®Well, he did say he was a capable agent.¡¯ Thinking vaguely that he must be good at fighting, Elysee stood still and waited for Lucas and Blake to come out. ¡°Wife.¡± It was Blake who greeted her first. Even today, he was dressed in a perfect suit. His shirt, pulled tight by his chest muscle, pleased her. Elysee greeted her husband, who suited her taste from head to toe, with a gentle smile. ¡°Your Grace.¡± He approached her quickly, stopped short a step away from her as if he was studying her face. ¡°You look tired. Why don¡¯t you rest more?¡± ¡°No, I forgot last night¡­I must have fallen asleep.¡± Elysee¡¯s cheeks turned red as she recalled yesterday¡¯s events. Blake reached out and tenderly tightened her coat around her. ¡°I promised not to overdo it. I¡¯m sorry.¡± Elysee looked up at his face. As expected, he looked guilty. When he made eye contact with her, he quietly avoided her eyes¡ªlooking away and glanced at Elysee¡¯s face and neck. ¡®Wow, look at his eyes.¡¯ How much fun it would be to be in his arms and make him more anxious. The side of himself that Blake showed yesterday made Elysee want to tease him. Elysee spoke to him, forcing the corners of her mouth down. ¡°I heard you skipped breakfast because of me.¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t eat because I didn¡¯t know when my wife would wake up.¡± ¡°Eat first next time. What if you don¡¯t eat at an appropriate hour?¡± ¡°It¡¯s all right. It¡¯s a pleasure to wait for my wife. It¡¯s not arduous at all, so I don¡¯t mind.¡± He paused for a moment and then added, ¡°Aren¡¯t you family?¡± ¡°Family¡­¡± ¡°You, wife, are the only family I have.¡± After he said that, Elysee was determined to get up early and eat breakfast with him starting from tomorrow. It was amazing that she, who had never had a proper family, would have someone to eat with. Of course, everything was fictional, and yet it didn¡¯t feel bad to her. ¡°I must tell the maid to wake me up then.¡± ¡°If you don¡¯t mind, I¡¯ll wake you up every day.¡± ¡°What? Your Grace?¡± ¡°You don¡¯t like the idea?¡± ¡°Oh, no. It¡¯s not that I don¡¯t like it¡­.¡± ¡°Well, then let¡¯s do that.¡± Blake, who got a positive answer, grinned brightly. It was a smile that contained so much joy that Elysee could have sworn that her surroundings were illuminated too. ¡°¡­¡­.¡± It was apparent that Kate, who was good at managing her facial expression, looked surprised too. ¡®Why is this guy so cute?¡¯ Elysee was curious; she wanted to keep talking to Blake and observe him more. But, unfortunately, this was not the time. The sound of footsteps came from behind Blake. Elysee¡¯s ring vibrated. It was the beginning of a new scene. Chapter 16 ¡®There you are.¡¯ Lucas, who found Elysee, fiercely swung the Bastard Sword with one hand. The knight, Zheng Sori, who was competing against him, was pushed out. Amongst the knights, he was one of the strongest protecting the Grand Duke¡¯s castle, but he was not comparable to Lucas Clanton, the original male lead. Pretending to be surprised, Lucas picked up the scabbard that he had dropped on the floor. Now that Elysee had arrived, it was time to wrap up. Blake, who was watching their battle, also seemed to have recognized Elysee. His steps toward the entrance seemed rather rushed. ¡°Thank you for your teachings.¡± Lucas nodded at the knight¡¯s polite salutation and clenched his sword. Several knights glanced toward the entrance wanting to see Elysee Freysen, the new wife of the Lord, and their Grand Duchess. Everyone was curious about her. ¡°I heard she¡¯s very beautiful,¡± someone whispered. That was correct. She was a bit far from being a typical beauty, but few women were as beautiful as her. According to , Elysee was described as having the charm of an ultimate femme fatale who could manipulate men at will. She had the opposite sort of charm of the original female lead, who was submissive, pitiful, and beautiful. Lucas strode towards Elysee. Her eyes turned on Blake as she exchanged words with him. ¡°Big brother¡­!¡± A bright smile spread across her face. It was suggested that he should put on a smile that looked just like hers. Lucas tried his best to imitate her laugh. The corners of his mouth twitched awkwardly as if they were fidgeting. ¡°I¡¯m happy to see you before I go.¡± ¡°Ah¡­¡± Her tears turned pitifully red, sad. ¡°You¡¯re really leaving.¡± ¡°I was supposed to leave yesterday, but it got too late. I have troubled the Grand Duke for too long.¡± Lucas knew well, too, that his voice sounded too cold. But what could he do? It wasn¡¯t something that could be fixed in a day or two. ¡°It¡¯s all right, Lord Clanton, you¡¯re my wife¡¯s family. It wouldn¡¯t be any trouble if you stayed longer.¡± Even so, Blake¡¯s gaze toward Lucas was full of vigilance. Of course, no matter what Blake¡¯s eyes communicated, Elysee simply acted according to the script. ¡°How sweet of you to say that. Your Grace is very kind.¡± How could Blake¡¯s heart not melt as she looked up at him with a moved gaze? ¡°¡­I just care about my wife.¡± The Grand Duke¡¯s attitude toward his wife was typical of a man who fell in a fever of love. He was trying to impress her, even smiling in a way that didn¡¯t suit him. It¡¯s only been two days since they got married, and he couldn¡¯t believe Elysee had already captured her husband¡¯s heart to this degree. What a great woman, Lucas thought once again. ¡°Let¡¯s go. If we delay him any longer, Lord Clanton will not be able to find a place to stay tonight.¡± ¡°Yes, you are right.¡± As if he had no intention of introducing Elysee to the Knights yet, Blake led her out of the training field and gymnasium. The Grand Duke even walked in such a way that completely concealed her so that the knights couldn¡¯t see her. It was an act that completely exceeded the expectations of knights who were snooping outside the fence. Taking a step back, Lucas looked silently at Blake and Elysee. In the original story, he should be closer to her than the luncheon and would burn with jealousy by looking at the Grand Ducal couple having a friendly conversation. He should be despondent about his situation in which he has to bless them even after losing the seat next to Elysee, whom he has longed for. Thinking about what expression to make, he frowned slightly. It was an expression he often made when practicing for his role as Blake. Before he was dispatched, his teacher advised him to imagine something else that would evoke similar emotions when he could not get into a particular situation properly. Lucas, who had been thinking hard, nodded. He thought he could do it now. Be jealous. ¡®I¡¯ve never been desperate, but a convenient helper has indeed been taken away.¡¯ Based on Elysee¡¯s acting skills, it would have been effortless to complete the mission if she had been his assistant. And despondency. ¡®There are too many lines and scenes. When will I be able to memorize everything? How on earth am I going to write and post the report?¡¯ The more he recalled his situation, the more severely distorted Lucas¡¯ face became. ¡®He¡¯s the reason there¡¯s a blemish on my 500-year career.¡¯ His bitter gaze at Blake became acrimonious. ¡®That role was supposed to be mine.¡¯ Though not to a tremendous extent, anger-like emotions started to well up. ¡®I can¡¯t believe I have been deprived of the best role with such few lines¡­!¡¯ At that time, Blake looked back at Lucas while he was deep within his thoughts. Chapter 17 ¡°¡­¡­?¡± ¡®Ah.¡¯ Lucas came to his senses. Before he knew it, they were in front of the castle, before the Marquis of Clanton¡¯s carriage. Elysee also looked back on Lucas. Seeing Lucas¡¯s bizarre look, her eyes widened and then returned back to normal. Lucas hurriedly emptied his mind. He quickly regained his former composure. Then he said his lines: ¡°Then I¡¯ll leave you. Elysee, please be happy¡­.¡± ¡°Big brother¡­¡± Elysee burst into tears as she saw him hold the carriage door handle. ¡°Wife¡­¡± Blake wrapped his arms around her shoulders in bewilderment. But as she covered her face with both hands, she only sobbed harder. ¡®That¡¯s amazing. Water is really coming out of her eyes.¡¯ Lucas, who was looking at Elysee with a blank face, asked Blake, ¡°May I have one last word with my sister before I leave, alone?¡± Blake, who was looking at Elysee crying and Lucas alternately, and sighed with a confused countenance. ¡°¡­okay, go ahead.¡± Lucas let her in the carriage as she cried with her face covered, and he followed her in. As he closed the door and sat next to her, he could only hear her sniffling in the carriage. He stiffly hugged her. ¡°Do not cry.¡± It was a stern voice as if he was threatening to strike her if she cried more. Elysee looked up at Lucas with a teary face. ¡°When can I see you again? I¡¯m going to miss my family.¡± Even in Lucas¡¯ eyes, who knew it was acting, Elysee looked terribly miserable. It was exceedingly rare to see a beautiful crying face. When most people cry, their noses will run; they will sniff, wipe off the running tears and blow out the snot. At that point, most people are far from beautiful. But Elysee was different. There was no sign of a runny nose. How could he shed tears with red eyes like her? ¡°If you ever want to come back, call me. I will come and pick you up.¡± ¡°Brother¡­¡± ¡°You know I¡¯m always on your side, right?¡± Elysee nodded her head. ¡°I¡¯ll miss you a lot.¡± ¡°Me too. I¡¯ll think of you every day.¡± Even with an emotionless voice, the lines were accurate. He stroked her hair in his arms. Far from being soft, his coarse hand gestures contained too much strength, pulling her scalp. ¡®Should I be gentler?¡¯ As he contemplated, Elysee pinched Lucas¡¯s waist. It was a signal to stop and move on to the next passage. Here comes one of the most shocking scenes at the beginning of . Lucas, who could not overcome his passion, kisses his step-sister, who has become someone else¡¯s wife. ¡®Hurry up,¡¯ Elysee tapped him with her knee. ¡®I haven¡¯t practiced this,¡¯ Lucas murmured as if he was in trouble. It was natural as a kissing scene between the Grand Ducal couple did not appear in the show. But at least he knew what kissing looked like. ¡®It¡¯s like he is performing CPR.¡¯ Lucas grabbed her cheeks with both of his hands. Her lips widened like a chick as her cheeks were squashed. He overlapped his lips over her small lips. Her shocking softness hardened his body. ¡®What¡¯s this?¡¯ Without realizing it, he sucked on her soft lips. It tasted sweet. When he licked her upper lip with his tongue, it was also lovely. Lucas sucked her lips hard. He didn¡¯t know what else to do, so he kept doing it. Her trembling eyelashes widened, revealing her moist, light purple eyes. She frowned in disapproval. ¡®Look and learn,¡¯ her eyes told him. ¡°¡­¡­!¡± She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she closed her eyes and tilted her head. Unlike before, when they were awkwardly in contact, their lips were now completely interlocked. Her tongue, slightly crawling out, tapped his teeth. Her tongue penetrated smoothly into his reflexive mouth. Elysee skillfully grabbed his tongue and pulled it towards her. Overwhelmed by a strange sense of tongue rubbing, she coveted him, and he, too, imitated her desires. His breath was hot. A wet sound echoed obscenely around their ears. Now it was Lucas who led the kissing scene. Scouring her mouth, he frantically weaved in his tongue. The saliva that could not be swallowed flowed down her chin. He lowered his hand according to the script. Elysee opened her eyes at the exact moment and then pushed him as hard as she could. ¡°You can¡¯t do this, brother¡­!¡± As soon as Elysee shouted, the door of the carriage opened. Again, it was the exact right timing. Blake¡¯s blue eyes turned to Elysee and Lucas. ¡°Now¡­ what were you doing?¡± Blake¡¯s voice, suppressing his anger, shook mercilessly. Chapter 18 Lucas looked at Blake with a face void of expression as he was caught red-handed, grabbing the front of Elysee¡¯s coat. He let go of her collar without saying a word and then straightened her crumpled collar. ¡°Sir Clanton!¡± ¡°Oh, nothing happened. I just got a little emotional¡­.¡± Blake caught Elysee, who rushed past Lucas and out of the carriage. Her trembling body settled in Blake¡¯s arms. ¡°Really¡ªAre you sure¡­?¡± ¡°Yes. Really.¡± Elysee leaned against him and looked back at Lucas. His emerald-like green eyes still showed no emotion. ¡°Go, brother.¡± Lucas, staring at her, bowed to the couple and closed the carriage door. The coachman, who had been waiting from afar, rushed to the driver¡¯s seat, and soon the carriage departed. Elysee watched the Marquis¡¯s black carriage grow smaller for a long time. Away from Blake¡¯s eyes, there was a smile on her lips. It was ¡®a rather mean-looking smile of a villainess who grasped the male lead¡¯s weakness.¡¯ It was not until the carriage passed through the gate that the vibration of the ring stopped. Elysee smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. ¡°Wife, are you all right?¡± Blake asked her with a worried voice. Elysee buried her face in his chest and nodded. ¡°I¡¯m okay.¡± Of course, her mind was troubled. ¡®What the hell were you trying to do by grabbing me by the collar?¡¯ The script described him unknotting her cape. Maybe he couldn¡¯t find the knot, so he grabbed her whole cloak and pulled it up, so it looked like Lucas was threatening her by the collar. In ¡°The Fallen Lovers¡± the Grand Duke doesn¡¯t care much about the Grand Duchess doing anything suspicious, but he was vicious towards those who tried to harm her. The Grand Duchess used her husband¡¯s disposition to frame the people around her several times. ¡®The story almost went off the rails.¡¯ If she hadn¡¯t stopped him, the murderous intent Blake showed earlier would have been directed at Lucas. ¡®I¡¯d rather be caught kissing¡ªno violence.¡¯ Next time she saw Lucas, she thought she¡¯d warn him about it. As he gently stroked her back, he checked the time and said to Elysee, ¡°It¡¯s late¡ªlunchtime is about to pass.¡± ¡°Oh¡­ is it time already?¡± He smiled lightly and extended his arm to her. ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± Relieved by his unchanged attitude, Elysee wrapped her arms around him. As they returned to the castle and walked down the hall, Elysee recalled the scene. Scrutinizing ones acting was a prerequisite for enhancing her ability as an actor. As expected, there were a few things that could have been better. ¡®I didn¡¯t make a big mistake, but I didn¡¯t cope well with Lucas¡¯ abnormal behavior. I should practice my facial expressions so I can pass on his acting more naturally.¡¯ It happened because Elysee had never experienced an actor performing that level of poor acting. Especially the moment she saw the strange expression he was making in front of the wagon, Elysee almost burst into laughter. ¡®Still, Lucas¡­ You¡¯re a quick learner when it comes to kissing.¡¯ Elysee carelessly caressed her swollen lips. At first, he was plainly clumsy, but he quickly adapted to the kiss scene and completed it well. If it weren¡¯t for the collar incident, she would have given him a pretty high score. As he was the male protagonist of a story that was not rated for teenagers, kissing is not the only thing Lucas had to do in the future. Befitting the title [t1v: ¡°fallen¡± could also translated as ¡°corrupted¡±, ¡°violated¡±, ¡°degraded¡± etc] there were many diverse and lewd scenes. ¡®I think I may be a capable teacher.¡¯ Elysee had wondered what she would do if he acted like a stiff piece of wood, but perhaps she didn¡¯t have to worry. He seemed to learn quickly with his body. While absorbed in her thoughts, the two reached the front of the dining room. Unlike yesterday, Elysee entered the dining room with a light heart. Elysee washed her hands with water from a silver tray prepared in front of the door and wiped with a towel. Standing quietly waiting for her, Blake, who had already washed his hands, put down the towel and ordered the chief of staff. ¡°Everyone out until the food is ready.¡± All the servants, including the maids and the chief, exited out of the banquet room at his command. ¡®Huh¡­? Looking at Blake, blinking with puzzlement, his blue eyes met hers. His eyes, which had been soft just a moment ago, now looked furious. ¡®No way¡­¡¯ Elysee¡¯s heart skipped nervously. ¡°Even if he treats you, wife, so harshly, do you still like him?¡± He was clearly irate. Had he been conscious of other people¡¯s eyes and held back his wrath this whole time? Elysee panicked, alarmed and embarrassed because she thought it went well. ¡°Your Grace¡­¡± He strode up to her. ¡°Answer me. Is he so precious to you to laugh and cry over him? Does he sway your heart? Do you have feelings for him?¡± His voice was getting lower. Elysee fretted. What should she say in this situation? Of course, this conflict between the Grand Duke and his wife did not appear . ¡°Because he¡¯s family¡­¡± ¡°Now, I¡¯m your family.¡± ¡®Err, who is speaking to me right now? ¡ªWhat? Why are you speaking with such a scary expression?¡¯ Blake came close enough for her to touch his chest. He pulled the knot on Elysee¡¯s coat and unfastened it. *Slip* a thin white dress came to light under the navy coat that fell to the floor. ¡°So this is how you dressed to the Knights training ground. To see him.¡± It wasn¡¯t a sexy outfit, but in his eyes, it was. ¡°I¡¯d rather you not wear anything.¡± Although their bodies were already touching, he moved forward suggestively. As she stepped back, something cold and hard touched Elysee¡¯s butt. It was the long marble table in the center of the hall. He pushed his thigh between her legs as she leaned against the table, teetering. Chapter 19 ¡°L-lets not do this. The food will be ready soon.¡± ¡°Who would say anything about a couple having a friendly conversation?¡± His hand came into her dress. Without a petticoat, the dress easily rolled up to her thighs. His hand reached in between her legs and touched her secret place. Pulling her panties to the side, he broke through her lips. ¡°Ugh¡­!¡± ¡°You¡¯re wet. Is it because of me, or¡­.¡± His eyes gleamed bitterly. Leaning his head toward her, he licked her from her chin to her lips. Elysee felt goosebumps. The place he licked her with his tongue was where saliva she couldn¡¯t swallow when Lucas kissed her earlier. ¡®Was there a trace of him?¡¯ ¡°You have to look at me.¡± [t1v: could also be ¡®rely on¡¯ and/or ¡®taste¡¯ me] Whispering low, he swallowed her lips. ¡°Hunnng¡­¡± Elysee closed her eyes so she wouldn¡¯t get sucked into his delirium. As he sucked on her lips and pushed his tongue into her mouth, he thrusted his fingers under her. As transparent liquid washed his hand, he stretched his fingers apart to prod open her flesh to arouse her with more fervor. The amount of saliva that flowed down her chin could not compare to Lucas¡¯s. Elysee¡¯s stomach ached with excessive provocation. The ecstatic pleasure made her vision go blank for a moment, and her waist arced and buckled with an intense climax. And still, he didn¡¯t pull out his fingers but rather unbuckled his trousers with one hand as his thumb rubbed her clitoris with the other. ¡®Wow, he¡¯s no joke once he loses it.¡¯ Elysee struggled to push him away. Of course, she was just pretending, but it seemed to have made him quite impatient. He held Elysee¡¯s wrists that attempted to push him away and held them up and together. ¡°He called my wife by her first name.¡± His round tip rubbed against her entrance. Her honest lower entrance groaned and tried to swallow him up. ¡°Tell me. What did wife call him when it was just the two of you?¡± ¡°He-he¡¯s just my brother, uhh¡­!¡± His pillar, swollen and stiff, penetrated through her hot flesh and stuck her to the end. ¡®Ahh¡ªIt¡¯s so deep¡­!¡¯ Elysee¡¯s head tilted back. Her lips parted, and her vision blurred. ¡°Have you ever called my name?¡± She had, but Blake couldn¡¯t have heard it. Elysee shook her head in denial. His cock went all the way to the entrance and suddenly thrusted in all at once. Elysee¡¯s inner wall was pushed apart by his thick head, and her inner flesh flinched. ¡°I can satisfy my wife more than he can.¡± It was Elysee who agreed with him a hundred times, but she couldn¡¯t give him an answer. He gradually increased his speed and drove himself in. ¡°What should I do to keep your eyes on me? I, Blake Freysen, am your husband.¡± His tone bordered on pleading, not a condemnation or rebuke. ¡®Aren¡¯t you angry?¡¯ Maybe she should suspect his words and actions from a different perspective. He paused and turned her body over without pulling his cock out. When she was lying face down on the table, his pillar reached a different spot than before. He grabbed her pelvis and hit her soft ass with a slap, and slammed his body against hers. ¡°Oh, ah, ah¡­!¡± He twisted her pointed nipples and pinched them. The thin dress doing nothing to hide them. After several peaks and spitting out love liquid, her bottom was soaked. The floor was damp by her wetness dripping down her thighs. As they swallowed each other greedily, obscene sounds filled the vast space. Her slender body staggered pathetically against his firm abdomen. There was no need for further dialogue in their beastly union. He pushed her to the point of fainting. Desire went gone too far, forgetting even the initial reason. After biting her neck and several rounds, he finally regained his reason. *** ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I went too far.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± ¡°Wife¡­¡± Throughout the meal, Blake looked at Elysee¡¯s eyes. Although he could not comfort her for being in her brother¡¯s arms by the collar, but he had inferred and committed a crime, so he felt guilty. ¡®Well, as a husband, it¡¯s natural. To be honest, it felt good.¡¯ Elysee never had such intense sex before. It will be remembered as a very satisfying time. But Elysee decided to take advantage of the situation instead of easily forgiving him. Blake¡¯s permission was needed to proceed with the plan she had set up with Lucas. She had to take the chance when his mind was weak. Chapter 20 After their midday meal, Blake introduced her to the main stewards of the castle. A dozen wardens gathered in a line, including Butler Bernard, Head Maid Kate, Doctor Liam, Chef Kirk, Manager Dawson who was in charge of the pantry and storehouse, and Simil the sommelier. Since the castle was enormous, everything was divided into departments to make it manageable. Perhaps it was because of Blake¡¯s unprecedented attitude toward Elysee? They were careful to treat her with exceptional politeness. Because of this Elysee received their salutations with satisfaction. If they respected her, she would in turn respect them and be a good master too. Since Elysee lived in a society before that rendered her invisible even without a status system, she knew well how to deal with others without being violent or abusing her power. As the stewards watched him, Blake handed Elysee a box containing the keys to the castle. ¡°All my possessions now belong to you as well.¡± Elysee¡¯s body leaned over the weight of the box she was handed over without thinking. ¡®Wh¡ªwhat? Why is this so heavy?¡¯ ¡°Oh, my, this¡­.¡± Blake quickly assisted her and took back the box. ¡°I will bring it to your room myself.¡± Indeed the box¡¯s weight was hefty, but the major problem was that Elysee had a body with no muscles. Elysee was once again acutely reminded of her need to build up her strength with physical training. ¡°Let¡¯s make a formal visit to the knights tomorrow. Today let¡¯s take a look around the castle.¡± ¡°Yes, I understand.¡± After the introductions were finished and all the employees left, Elysee remained in his office. ¡°Your Highness, I have something to tell you.¡± Blake took her hand and sat her on her sofa. ¡°Tell me.¡± He seemed a little nervous. He seemed to think that her anger had not been resolved. But the words that came out of her mouth were totally unexpected. ¡°I want to attend the Prince¡¯s birthday banquet, which will be held in a month.¡± ¡°It¡¯s going to be in the capital¡­. You mean you want to visit?¡± ¡°Yes. Of course, with your Majesty.¡± Blake groaned and bit his lip. Elysee knew why he was doing this. Blake and the Crown Prince in were on bad terms. The Crown Prince was a hotbed of all kinds of corruption, unlike Blake, who was faithful to his family. Blake was uncomfortable even talking to him but was asked to attend the Prince¡¯s birthday banquet. ¡°Can¡¯t you?¡± ¡°Really¡­ Do you really want to go?¡± ¡°Yes. If we miss this season, we would probably only get to see His Majesty together next year. But if we have a child in the meantime, our introductions will be delayed even more.¡± ¡°Child¡­. you say?¡± His gaze automatically turned to her stomach. Unconsciously, Elysee tightened her stomach. After intense sex, she became hungry and ate too much. ¡°Your Highness has, with me¡­¡­ You cherish me a lot, so it won¡¯t take long.¡± It was a blatant lie. During , the Grand Duchess had never become pregnant. But how would Blake know that? His tender face turned red. ¡°Ye-yes, I suppose¡­.¡± Whatever he was imagining, made him stammer. ¡°Then do you allow it?¡± Blake couldn¡¯t turn a blind eye to her with a bright smiling face, full of anticipation. ¡°Well, it¡¯s¡­ Let¡¯s do that.¡± ¡°Oh, I¡¯m so happy! Thank you, my lord!¡± Elysee was delighted as if all resentments had been resolved and wrapped her arms around him. ¡°By the way, my wife¡­¡± Pulling her a little closer in his embrace he inquired cautiously. ¡°If it¡¯s okay with you, would you mind me addressing you by name? If it¡¯s uncomfortable, would it be okay at least in private?¡± ¡®This man has a secret begrudging heart.¡¯ Apparently, he was envious of Lucas calling her ¡®Elysee¡¯. ¡°Of course. I would be delighted if your Highness calls me by my name.¡± What if he could give me a nickname? Elysee intended to please him as much as possible until she reached the capital. She had to go to the capital and see Lucas as often as possible. ¡°My name is yours from now on.¡± ¡®Take the bait! It¡¯s too sweet!¡¯ Tingling her whole body, Elysee opened and clenched her fist repeatedly in a cold sweat. It felt like she had poured twenty macaroons into her mouth on the spot. *** The next morning, Blake left the castle to visit the Magic Center within the Duchy. Naturally, their visit to see the Knights was postponed. In order to use the large-scale transportation portals to the capital, a fairly complicated procedure had to be followed. The lord had to go and apply directly, and the exact number of people had to be reported to the Imperial Palace in advance. While Blake was away from the castle, Elysee was accompanied by her lady-in-waiting Kate as she toured the castle. Helping Lucas was important, but her top priority was to rescue the Midlands Inspectors. There may have been transmigrators that were being detained in the castle. ¡®I have a feeling it¡¯s not going to be easy.¡¯ The third floor had a straightforward layout so Elysee quickly grew bored and strode to the second floor. Elysee stopped short of the landing, still on the stairs, and stared at the rows of dozens of silver doors in a daze. She shook her head to raise herself out of her stupor. She decided to start with something easy and fun. ¡°Let¡¯s go underground.¡± ¡°Yes, Your Highness.¡± In the basement of the castle, there was a huge food storage¡ªrather, a warehouse complete with a massive alcohol cellar. Even though she had heard the talk about it before, when she opened the door and entered, her mouth was left agape in awe. She couldn¡¯t even count how many barrels filled her vision. The cellar was divided according to the type of alcohol, and dozens of wine bottles, removed for tasting, were placed on a shelf above the wooden barrels. Simil, the castle¡¯s sommelier, followed her as he guided her. ¡°What is the best wine here?¡± ¡°The wine from this line.¡± Elysee¡¯s pale purple eyes sparkled with curiosity. ¡°I want to taste it to see if it is well maintained.¡± At her words, he carefully picked one of the wine bottles on the shelf and opened it. Elysee, who looked at the red liquid in her glass with ecstatic eyes, took a sip as if savoring it. Her eyes widened and her pupils dilated. ¡®Oh, here¡¯s a treasure¡­ !¡¯ Chapter 21 Later after multiple sips, the glass was emptied in no time. ¡°You seem to have taken good care of it. Excellent work.¡± After receiving the generous compliment, Simil¡¯s face brightened and blushed with pleasure. ¡°Thank you, Your Highness.¡± ¡°I want to drink it with his Highness when he returns.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll put it aside.¡± Kate quickly stepped forward and packed the bottle of wine. Simil pulled out another bottle of the same wine and put it in Kate¡¯s arms. ¡°His Highness will be reassured to have such a competent warden.¡± With a happy smile, Elysee left the wine cellar. Simil gladly saw her off. Next, Elysee stopped by the food warehouse. She looked around, and as she did before, finishing off with praise. ¡°All the custodians of the Grand Duke are sincere. Please continue to work hard as you¡¯ve done now. I¡¯m sure the Lord knows how hard you¡¯ve worked.¡± ¡°Yes, Your Highness. I will keep that in mind.¡± Dawson, who was very nervous, bowed with a relieved expression. Elysee had tasted various types of cheeses, and he had given his recommendation as to which would be the best accompaniment to her wine. Dawson packed several types of ham and meats that she hadn¡¯t even asked for. ¡®How exciting.¡¯ Elys¨¦e, who had her snacks, left the pantry with a satisfied face. As she tried to go back the way she came, she somehow felt that Kate¡¯s movement was strange. She was awkwardly blocking one side of her as if trying to obstruct her view. Elysee pretended to be climbing her stairs but then quickly pivoted towards a different direction. ¡°Are you trying to hide something from me?¡± Kate¡¯s movements with the large paper bag were sluggish. ¡°Ah, your Highness.¡± As Elysee expected, behind Kate was a staircase leading downstairs. ¡°What¡¯s down these stairs?¡± ¡°It¡¯s a prison where the heinous criminals are kept.¡± Perhaps she thought Elysee would be scared of such an explanation. ¡°Really?¡± Elysee started to step towards it without hesitation. Startled, Kate tried to deter her. ¡°It¡¯s no place for a noble.¡± ¡°Well. That¡¯s for me to judge. Get out of my way.¡± Elysee¡¯s commanding soft voice forced Kate to step aside. It was a spiral staircase the width of it so narrow that no more than two adult men could walk side by side. Elysee went down the stairs, wondering if there was anything wrong. Two soldiers guarding the wooden door at the end of the stairway looked at her and Kate in bewilderment. ¡°This is her Highness. Open the door.¡± ¡°Ah yes¡­ !¡± The soldier with the key hurriedly opened the door. There were two guards inside, but Elysee passed them without paying them any attention. Even though she was in the same basement, this was incomparably dismal to the floor above where the pantry and liquor storage were. A guard held up a lamp and followed Elysee, telling her the charges of the prisoners in their custody. Pretending to be indifferent, she was actually listening very attentively to what they had to say. However, most were criminals of heinous crimes, such as murder and robbery, offenses that Midland investigators would not do. ¡®Well. Even if they had been detained, would they have been in jail?¡¯ She was able to completely expunge the remains of her not-so-high expectations and go back when suddenly there was a whaling plea. ¡°Help me! Help me! Please save me! I haven¡¯t even committed a crime!¡± It was coming from the innermost part of the prison. It was a young woman¡¯s voice. Elysee started to follow the noise. She thought it was dark and empty, but there was someone there. ¡°It¡¯s a child who turned out to be a spy from another estate and was locked up.¡± Her face revealed in the light was young. She looked to be only 16 years old. She was dressed in a dirty maid¡¯s uniform. ¡°Her name is Mary.¡± ¡°Mary?¡± ¡°Yes. She was a maid of the castle, but she hid in the Grand Duke¡¯s office and did something suspicious¡­.¡± ¡°Something suspicious?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not fair! What I wanted to do¡­ !¡± Then, suddenly, Mary¡¯s eyes widened. ¡°Elysee-nim?¡± When she caught herself after her exclamation, she quickly said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± and shut her mouth. Elysee¡¯s face hardened. How could a former maid in prison recognize her just by looking at her face? ¡®Uh. Surely not¡­ ¡¯ She had an absurd hypothesis that she had already found one Midlands investigator from the Fantasy Control Tower. *** Mary Brook. She is the daughter of a fallen nobleman, and it is said that she resided in the Grand Duke¡¯s castle for about a month. And now she was in prison. ¡°Now tell me what happened.¡± They were alone in her room, Elysee pushed her share of refreshments towards her. Mary wept and shoved bread and cookies into her mouth. ¡°Ugh, oh uh-my¡­ Wh oha¡­ .¡± ¡°Let¡¯s eat first and then talk. Because I can¡¯t understand a word you are saying.¡± After chewing and swallowing the food in her mouth, Mary downed the finest black tea, which Elysee had given her like it was barley tea. [t1v: in Korea many Koreans drink barley infused water, it¡¯s as common and often used as a replacement to water] ¡°Elysee-nim coming, it¡¯s like a dream¡­ !¡± ¡°Now isn¡¯t the time to talk about that¡­¡­ No, but how did you recognize me?¡± ¡°I¡¯m a fan, [Unni] sister! I really enjoyed !¡± Elysee massaged her forehead. [t1v: my guess is that she is now recalling when she was rejected by Heaven and Hell and arrived at the Midlands after her death] Tens of thousands of monitors floating in the air at the Midland Fantasy Control Tower. Tower staff had come out in doves and warmly waved from all over. It must have been because they had been fans of the movies or dramas she had starred in. Chapter 22 ¡°Yes, I understand, so explain your situation first.¡± ¡°Actually, I was going to do a background check on Grand Duke because he looked so suspicious¡­.¡± ¡°Did Blake look suspicious? In what way?¡± ¡°Blake Freysen. The Lord Prince of the Prussian Duchy. His icy eyes and expression are his trademark. ¡®His coldness is relentless, even towards his vassals.¡¯ This is the Grand Duke¡¯s character, but it¡¯s a little different.¡± ¡°Oh¡­.¡± That was something she already knew. ¡°The contents inside have changed. The upper world agent, who was supposed to be in Blake¡¯s body, is now in Lucas¡¯ body.¡± ¡°Yes, yes, Lucas Clanton? Do you mean the main character of ? ¡°Yeah.¡± ¡°Oh, my God. I can¡¯t believe it.¡± ¡°You didn¡¯t know?¡± ¡°Yes, I was arrested the first day the investigation started.¡± ¡°¡­How the hell did you manage to do that?¡± ¡°I was searching the office when the Grand Duke came in. So I hid under the desk and he called the soldiers. Oh, hahaha¡­.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Elysee listened to her and made a decision. ¡°I can¡¯t do this.¡¯ ¡°Now you should go back to the Midlands.¡± ¡°What?¡± By all accounts, this clumsy girl, Mary, didn¡¯t seem to have the ability to help her at all. ¡°I can¡¯t do that! How can I leave Elysee-nim alone in this dangerous place¡­!¡± ¡°I¡¯m trying to send you back because I think I¡¯ll be in more danger with you around.¡± ¡°I can¡­.¡± Mary, who was pouting her mouth with a shocked face, shook her head wildly. ¡°I can¡¯t go back! There¡¯s a scene where I appear!¡± ¡°What scene?¡± ¡°It¡¯s a scene where I laugh meanly when the Grand Prince smiles evilly. ¡°Whoo-hoo hoo.¡± [evil laugh sfx] Mary struggled to put on a nasty look. Of course, she didn¡¯t look mean at all. ¡°¡­is that all?¡± ¡°Yes, the team manager said if there were more appearances I¡¯d get caught immediately.¡± ¡°Then there¡¯s nothing to worry about. We can get a maid named Mary.¡± ¡°No!¡± Even if she was shocked it didn¡¯t matter to Elysee. ¡°Please give me one more chance. I¡¯m sure the day will come when my special abilities will help you!¡± ¡°Special abilities? Do you have any of those?¡± ¡°Yes! There are so many! First of all, I can faint while standing up. It¡¯s a translation to a sleep state. If I faint like that for about two hours, I don¡¯t have to sleep!¡± Elysee asked the question again with patience. ¡°Anything else?¡± ¡°I¡¯m fast and strong! I¡¯m really fast and really strong!¡± ¡°Yeah. I see. I¡¯m asking just in case. Anything else?¡± ¡°Uh¡­.¡± After a moment of agonizing, Mary avoided Elysee¡¯s gaze. Those two things seemed to sum up everything. ¡°All right, Mary. I admit that you have special abilities. But I don¡¯t think there¡¯s much opportunity for you, as a maid, to show off your strengths. First of all, you¡¯ve already doubted Blake once. What if you end up in jail again?¡± Mary bowed her head when Elysee hit her with a hundred words. She felt sorry for her drooping shoulders. ¡°You must have had suffered a lot in prison¡­..Don¡¯t you want to go back to your house and rest?¡± ¡°I¡­ but I want to be of some help to this world. If I go back without any results, I won¡¯t get another chance. I don¡¯t want to be useless.¡± Elysee stared at Mary blankly. She didn¡¯t mean to leave her just because she felt sorry for her. ¡°If you make another mistake, it will be dangerous for me and all your remaining colleagues in the world. I still don¡¯t know how many they are or where I have to go to find them.¡± Mary blinked quickly at Elysee¡¯s persuasiveness. ¡°I know about that.¡± ¡°¡­What? Really?¡± ¡°Yes, the 13th Handmaiden of the Imperial Palace, Marquis of Clanton, Marquis coachman 2¡ª¡± ¡°Wait a minute. It¡¯s hard to understand if you say it so quickly. That¡¯s a pretty good clue, though.¡± ¡°Did I help you?¡± ¡°Yeah, why didn¡¯t tell me something so important first?¡± ¡°Hehe¡­.¡± Mary smiled shyly. Elysee pondered. The information Mary knew was a hundred times more important than her bizarre special abilities. As a maid, she may be useless, but she could find some use for her somehow. If you have the wrong role, you can change it to a better one. ¡°Okay, then I¡¯ll talk to Blake and let you be my maid of honor.¡± ¡°Oh, my God, really?¡± A clear and bright smile spread on Mary¡¯s face as she looked at Elysee with surprised eyes. ¡°Thank you, Elysee! I¡¯ll do my best to help you!¡± Elysee couldn¡¯t bear to say to her, ¡®Don¡¯t do anything and be still to help me,¡¯ so Elysee just nodded instead. *** Blake returned to the castle around the next evening. Upon hearing the news from Kate, Elysee left the room to greet him. Elysee was a bit concerned about how to bring Mary Brook up to him. She didn¡¯t know how he would react to taking her out of jail never mind making her a personal maid. ¡®I need to discern how Blake feels first.¡¯ She would bring it up when he¡¯s in a good mood as much as possible. As she came down the stairs, Elysee could see Blake just entering the castle. He was not alone. A man with red hair and a colorful look was smiling beside Blake. ¡°Who is it?¡± Recognizing her upcoming presence, Blake quickly stepped forward. ¡°Madam.¡± ¡°How was your trip?¡± He looked rather nervous. ¡°You didn¡¯t have to come out to greet me..¡± ¡°How could I do that? I did it because I wanted to.¡± ¡°Ho-oh, was that what it was?¡± Blake¡¯s forehead crumpled as he saw the man with red hair step forward. Chapter 23 ¡°Lex.¡± Is there a character with that name?¡¯ ¡°Come on, introduce me to Mrs. Blake, or should I do it myself?¡± It seemed pretty close to each other to call each other by name. Blake sighed and introduced him to Elysee. ¡°Lex Russell, the Crown Prince.¡± ¡°Yes?¡± Elysee was stunned and stiffened. The man in front of her smiling pleasantly did not match the prince¡¯s name or appearance in . Even a villain has a lot of respect. As she could see from his appearance, he was not a great villain compared to the Grand Duchess. The real thing creates an environment where the title of ¡°The Devastated/Fallen Lovers¡± is deserved. It¡¯s Crown Prince Valeot Russell. He was described as having dark blue hair and blue eyes similar to his relative, the Grand Duke of Prussia. But Rex Russell, now sitting on a sofa in the drawing-room, was the owner of orange and golden coloured eyes with red hair that was rarely seen in real life. ¡°The tea smells very good.¡± Putting down the teacup, he picked up a cookie and put it in his mouth. ¡°This is delicious, too.¡± While licking up the crumbs on his lower lip, he looked at Elysee and said, ¡°It looks tasty just by looking at it.¡± She didn¡¯t know if he meant it was a shame or a sexual appeal. Elysee was busy wondering which way he meant it. The name of the Grand Duchess in ¡°Devastated Lovers¡± was not originally Elysee. There is a clear reason for the name of the original role to change. ¡®There¡¯s a high chance he¡¯s a possessed person, too.¡¯ ¡°I guess the palace doesn¡¯t have a proper cook.¡± Blake¡¯s sarcasm made him smile lightly. ¡°No matter how good your skills are, you will get tired of eating it every day. Sometimes you crave something new, don¡¯t you?¡± It is not polite to look at a newly married bride with such a blatantly suggestive gaze. But he was the Crown Prince. Even if you are calling each other¡¯s first names and talking comfortably, you cannot criticize royalty without clear grounds. Blake¡¯s mood was getting worse. ¡®Oh, no, I can¡¯t¡­..¡¯ Bringing up Mary wouldn¡¯t be a possibility. ¡°But how did the Prince come to visit so suddenly?¡± It was a rather profane question, meaning why did he visit someone else¡¯s house without an appointment? But Rex answered her question trivially. ¡°This guy sent me an application for permission to use a magic portal that leads to the capital. Originally, a wizard from the Imperial Palace was dispatched to check the truth, but I was so amazed that I came here myself. I really wondered if the applicant is ¡°the Grand Duke of Prussia.¡± ¡°I¡¯m just going to visit your Majesty.¡± ¡°Just before my birthday. But as I heard earlier¡­ Did your wife ask you to go to the capital?¡± Blake¡¯s forehead wrinkled as his brow grew rigid. ¡°Do act in moderation, before I kick you out of my castle. Don¡¯t forget that you are visiting as a wizard of the palace, not as a crown prince.¡± At his cold words, Rex clicked his tongue and nodded, ¡°Well, I¡¯ve come this far, so I¡¯ll deal with things properly. Bring the seal, but, Blake¡ª¡± ¡°Let¡¯s go to the office together.¡± ¡°I¡¯d like to talk to your wife more here.¡± ¡®Well¡­?¡¯ Elysee glanced at Blake. Of course, no one can touch the seal of the Grand Duke. Blake had no choice but to go to the office with Rex or bring it himself. ¡°What are you doing? Come on, bring it.¡± Blake had no choice but to get up despite Rex¡¯s suspicious remarks. ¡°I¡¯ll be right back, madam.¡± Elysee smiled softly as she looked at his hard face. ¡°I¡¯ll take care of your guest so don¡¯t worry and go.¡± Elysee was thinking that it would not be bad to stay with the Crown Prince. Wouldn¡¯t it be easier to dig up information when Blake isn¡¯t around? ¡°¡­If anything happens, shout.¡± ¡°Blake, you think I¡¯m the worst. As if I¡¯m going to touch the new bride.¡± Staring at him with distrust, Blake walked out of the drawing-room at a rather rapid pace. ¡°Finally, you chased out the interrupter.¡± As soon as he left, Rex quickly moved to a seat next to Elysee. Elysee looked at him dumbfounded. ¡®The quick change in attitude shows high skill.¡¯ Nervously, she widened the distance between them and he closed it without hesitation. ¡°Don¡¯t do that.¡± His golden eyes narrowed. He whispered, pulling her waist in one arm and hugging her. ¡°How are you, Elysee?¡± Elysee¡¯s eyebrows twitched. ¡°Oh, my. You don¡¯t recognize me because I changed my appearance? It¡¯s me, Cain. Cain Liberto.¡± Chapter 24 She expected him to be an agent possessing the body of this man, but instead, it was a shocking confession. Cain Liberto, the man who took his life along with hers. Was he really in possession of the Crown Prince? Still, when Elysee didn¡¯t open her mouth in silence, he grabbed her wrist and pulled gently. ¡°On New Year¡¯s Day, January 1st, the back alley of Brand Wood Hotel in Glendale. The place and the day we first met.¡± Without much resistance, Elysee sat on his lap as he led her. ¡°Do you remember being my partner at the Sausalito party? Your water-colored dress was so beautiful.¡± Elysee only stared at him with a blank face. ¡°Why aren¡¯t you saying anything? Don¡¯t you believe me?¡± He raised one hand and gently rubbed her lower abdomen. ¡°There¡¯s a scar here. From when you were fourteen.¡± Elysee put her hands on top of his. ¡°Who are you?¡± Her voice was cold. Rex¡¯s eyes drooped sullenly at Elysee¡¯s words. ¡°Come on, Elysee. Did you forget the day I died for you?¡± Elysee chuckled and took his hand off her stomach. ¡°Hey, Crown Prince. I don¡¯t know why you stole his memory, but that doesn¡¯t make you ¡®Cain Liberto¡¯.¡± If he were actually Cain Liberto, he would have never mentioned her scar, no matter how much he wanted to make himself known. Her firm words hardened his face. Elysee got up from his lap and patted down the crumpled hem of her dress. ¡°Are you a devil to lie so shamelessly? Did he go to hell, by any chance? ¡°¡­¡­.¡± ¡°That¡¯s why it¡¯s such a useless suicide¡­. He was a fool.¡± Rex leaped alongside Elysee who got up from her seat. ¡°Hey, don¡¯t tell me¡­.¡± ¡°Why? You thought I¡¯d thank you and welcome you if you pretended to be Cain? You were mistaken. If you were really the bastard, I would have greeted you with a slap.¡± He blinked and shut his mouth with a troubled look. Elysee, who was looking closely at his figure, tilted her head slightly and asked, ¡°But are you really a demon?¡± ¡°¡­what?¡± Due to the urgency of the situation, Philip [t1v: the guy who gave her her mission] did not elaborate on the enormous framework and different existences of the afterlife. She just guessed that there would be something representing ¡°evil¡± if there were agents in Heaven, ¡®the upper worlds¡¯ and units from the Midlands. He knew who she was and about Cain Liberto. But it¡¯s a little clumsy somewhere. If so, the wisest way was to act careless and then do her best to get information. Elysee showed only curiosity, being careful not to reveal her sharp vigilance. ¡°No, I was wondering if there was really a hell or a devil or something. Can¡¯t you tell me what¡¯s going on?¡± Rex, who was looking at her with his eyes wondering if she had all this, suddenly smirked at his thoughts. ¡°There¡¯s a price for everything, once one goes up, one must come down. If I tell you who I am, what will you do for me?¡± Elysee made an expression of disbelief. If he was indeed the devil¡ª who in their right mind would make a deal with the devil? ¡°¡­Never mind. I¡¯m not that curious. I¡¯ll think of you as a demonic entity, that¡¯s all. ¡°It¡¯s similar¡­.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know if you know, but I came here as soon as I died. I don¡¯t know anything and I have nothing to give you.¡± Knowing Lucas¡¯ identity, she had some great information in her hand, but she had no intention of handing it over to him. He grabbed her as she was trying to sit on the sofa with a look that he didn¡¯t care. ¡°Let me put it in once. Then I¡¯ll let you know.¡± ¡°What? Put in?¡± ¡°Yes, you smell good. Did you get a worldview correction? I¡¯m about to succumb.¡± Elysee laughed with spirit. ¡®Was it like a sex stallion in rut? Was he a sex demon or the devil? What¡¯s the difference?¡¯ Anyway, the answer was already established. ¡°I don¡¯t want to.¡± But Rex didn¡¯t give up easily. ¡°Then fellatio.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t like that either.¡± Repeated rejection made his mouth curl. ¡°I thought you wanted to know who I was.¡± ¡°If you want to tell me, I can give you a handjob.¡± ¡°That¡¯s too weak!¡± ¡°If you don¡¯t like it, never mind then.¡± ¡°No, instead take off your underwear and give it to me.¡± Elysee gazed at him coldly. ¡®I¡¯ve seen all sorts of pervs.¡¯ But it wasn¡¯t exactly a bad deal. Elysee was dumbfounded, but put her hand into her skirt and pulled down her underwear. Then I handed it over to him. ¡°Okay?¡± Rex nodded and sat on the sofa on the road to loosen his waist. When he lowered his drawers, a thick column came out. It was slightly curved and the veins stood out, giving it a ferocious look. ¡°Do it for me.¡± ¡°Okay, don¡¯t push me.¡± Elysee wrapped her hand around his thick column. It was already slippery, her hand barely wrapping around it. ¡°So tell me, are you the devil? Or do you call them agents, too?¡± ¡°What do you mean agents? They are just a bunch of pretentious upper-class guys. Just think of me as a demon. You¡¯ve already decided who I am.¡± ¡°Well, that¡¯s true.¡± Elysee spread the transparent liquid evenly on his pillar and slowly rubbed it up and down. ¡°Why did you pretend to be Cain? Are you trying to get me on your side?¡± Chapter 25 ¡°A little faster¡ª.¡± Elysee stroked him a little faster at his urgent request. A trickle of liquid dripped onto her hands. ¡°*Gasp* Ugh, Haaaaa *sigh*¡­ Yeah, that¡¯s what I was planning to do. I thought you¡¯d appreciate him a little bit.¡± ¡°That¡¯s ridiculous. He killed me regardless of my wishes. He¡¯s just a murderer.¡± Unable to bear the exaltation, he gasped and begged, ¡°Okay, let me put a finger in there. You¡¯re wet too I bet. The smell you give me is driving me crazy.¡± He was not wrong to say that she was wet below, but Elysee shook her head. ¡°No, Blake¡¯s coming soon.¡± ¡°I can keep you from getting caught.¡± ¡°How?¡± ¡°I told you I¡¯m a demon. We can separate space and adjust the flow of time.¡± ¡°Well, you¡¯re pretty talented, aren¡¯t you?¡± ¡°Since I told you, let me put it in now.¡± ¡°That¡¯s not the information I wanted.¡± ¡°Then what more do you want?¡± Elysee pulled her hand away. His thick genitals, which had been deprived of pleasure, were surly. Elysee leaned on the sofa with her eyes fixed on his reddened glaze. ¡°Tell me how you got his memory and I¡¯ll let you in¡± Then, she rolled up her skirt to his waist and spread her legs wide. Her wet pink private flesh was clearly exposed. ¡°Do you have the ability to peek into heads or steal memories?¡± He smacked his lips and shook his head. ¡°There¡¯s no such thing. I just made a deal.¡± ¡°A deal? Like what?¡± ¡°I can¡¯t tell you that. It¡¯s taboo. Can I put it in now?¡± he asked impatiently. ¡°All right, just one finger.¡± ¡°Okay, keep touching me, too. Climbing above her, he groped Elysee¡¯s core as he supported his body with his knees and one arm. His middle finger, which found her entrance where fluid leaked, penetrated deep. ¡°Oh, that¡¯s awesome.¡± He groaned pleasantly and put his organ back in Elysee¡¯s hand. Elysee gently lowered her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure given to her below. He had great handwork, skills probably gathered from his hotbed of corruption. He seemed to know where to press and rub to make a woman feel good. Her stomach flinched and tightened at an increasing tempo. She clung to his finger, chasing after a stronger pleasure. Elysee tilted her head and quickly stroked his penis, which was too thick to be squeezed completely. He also did not forget to stimulate her clit and labia lips, making her wetter. ¡°Oh, unhh, haaa¡­.¡± Pushing her underneath with his finger, her ass bounced. Looking up at him with a red face as she moaned loudly, she felt like I was really having sex. ¡®We¡¯re only doing it by hand, but I really like it.¡¯ It seems that demons were sexually skilled. *** When Blake returned, Elysee and Rex were drinking tea nonchalantly. Compared to before he was gone, the only thing that changed was the number of snacks. ¡®Magic, it¡¯s very convenient.¡¯ Although her underwear was taken away, her wet bottom was cleaned and she was not too uncomfortable. On the contrary, she felt good because she had enjoyed it a lot. Blake stamped Rex¡¯s paper with a relieved face. Rex also stamped the papers and shared a copy with Blake. Rex, who finished his work, got up from his seat. ¡°See you soon.¡± He was also satisfied and did not cling to or provoke Elysee anymore. ¡°See you in the capital.¡± Elysee said her farewells vaguely. Indeed, it was a pretentious act, but Rex smirked and said nothing. Blake, who returned from seeing Rex off, carefully examined Elysee¡¯s face and asked, ¡°Did he not act recklessly?¡± ¡°We just talked. He asked me how I lived before I got married. Were you worried?¡± ¡°Yes, he is a dangerous man. It¡¯s better not to get too close.¡± Blake was not wrong in any sense. Elysee smiled and nodded. ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll keep that in mind.¡± Elysee, who was now agonizing over bringing Mary up to him, soon changed her mind. Asking him to have her around couldn¡¯t be a failure. She had to try to create an optimal situation not wait for one. Elysee had a light chat with Blake over dinner and then returned to her room after saying good night to him. It was late at night when her plan was to be put into effect. *** When the time was right, Elysee pulled the rope. It wasn¡¯t long before Kate, the maid of honor, knocked on the door. Even though it was late, she remained neat. ¡°Do you need anything?¡± ¡°His Highness is working late. I¡¯d like to bring him some late-night snacks, would you prepare them for me?¡± ¡°How about the wine, ham, and cheese you got yesterday?¡± ¡°That would be perfect.¡± Her mouth watered when she thought of it. ¡°Should I bring you something simple to wear?¡± ¡°Well¡­ should I?¡± Kate¡¯s eyes twinkled. ¡°Yes, I¡¯ll pick one for you.¡± Elysee smiled pleased as she looked at her back as she entered the dressing room with enthusiasm. ¡®As expected, you¡¯re quick on the uptake.¡¯ As Elysee expected, all the clothes Kate picked out were very racy. In short, it was just a sexy piece of thin cloth of mesh and lace. What a competent maid of honor. Chapter 26 ¡°Can I leave the room wearing this?¡± When she asked with a mildly concerned face, Kate replied with a reassuring bright answer, ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll clear out the third floor.¡± Elysee did not act coy and nonchalantly chose one of the outfits Kate had selected for her. It was a black lace slip that was slightly see-through. ¡°You can wear a robe over this.¡± ¡°Yes, thank you.¡± Elysee draped the silk robe that Kate had offered her over the slip. ¡°Oh, Kate. Where is Mary now?¡± ¡°I hid her in my room so it wouldn¡¯t leak out. I told her not to go out, so she stayed there.¡± ¡°I see, well done. It puts my mind at ease.¡± Kate¡¯s cheeks turned slightly red when she received praise. ¡°I¡¯m glad. I¡¯ll bring a late-night snack, so please wait a moment.¡± When Kate left the room, Elysee loosened her tight robe a bit and tied her waistband up with an easy-to-untie knot. She didn¡¯t forget to change up her makeup slightly to give off a more sensual area. Elysee smiled with satisfaction, as she took in her appearance in the mirror. ¡°Perfect.¡± If a man didn¡¯t fall for the seduction of such a beautiful woman he must be either a eunuch or gay. It wasn¡¯t long before Kate returned with wine, two glasses, cheese, and ham that are easy to eat. The preparation was flawless. ¡°Then, have a good night.¡± After a polite bow, Kate exited the room. After agonizing for a while, Elysee gulped down a glass of wine in one shot. She couldn¡¯t even savor it and despite lamenting over it being a waste, she couldn¡¯t help it right now. She had to think of a new image of the Grand Duchess that she had never shown Blake before. ¡®There¡¯s no way that the Grand Duchess would actively seduce you first unless she¡¯s drunk. I don¡¯t want you to be suspicious.¡¯ Waiting for a little bit of alcohol to flush her cheeks, Elysee went out into the hallway. As Kate had promised there was no one in the hallway on the third floor. Standing in front of Blake¡¯s office, Elysee took in a long, deep breath. It was time to start acting. Shortly after knocking, the door burst opened. ¡°¡­Elysee?¡± Blake looked down at her in the hallway in surprise, his eyes wide. ¡°Are you here to see me?¡± ¡°Yes. Are you very busy?¡± ¡°No, no. Come on in.¡± Blake, who brought her into his office, was flustered. ¡°I¡¯ll be done in a minute¡ªcould you wait on the sofa for a moment?¡± ¡°I will. Take your time.¡± Elysee put the tray down on the table in front of the sofa and filled two cups in advance. Then she sat on the sofa, casually disheveling her clothes. A gap in her robe revealed her breasts and clear thighs. Elysee took off her slippers and put her legs on the sofa. A bunch of paper fell from Blake¡¯s hand as he hurriedly arranged the documents. ¡°Did you come all the way here in that outfit?¡± He looked very surprised. ¡°Yes, I just dropped by before I went to bed.¡± ¡°Who did you run into¡­.¡± ¡°No. The hallway on the third floor was empty.¡± Blake walked over to her without even thinking about picking up the papers scattered all over the floor. He alternately looked at the bottle of wine on the table and Elysee¡¯s rosy face. Elysee beat him to the punch before he could open his mouth. ¡°I looked around the wine cellar and found a lot of good wine. I drank a little first.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t think it was just a little.¡± Elysee suddenly looked sullen and stopped laughing. She lowered her eyelashes and head and folded up pitifully. Pretending to be drunk wasn¡¯t that difficult for an actor with her experience. ¡°Are you all right?¡± ¡°¡­No, I don¡¯t think so.¡± Elysee leaned against him as he sat next to her. ¡°I think I¡¯m a little depressed for some reason. ¡°Don¡¯t tell me you want to go back to Clanton?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know. I¡¯m just¡ªlonely and sad¡­I can¡¯t sleep¡­.¡± Blake wrapped her shoulder with a cloudy face. ¡°Don¡¯t you have me?¡± Elysee nuzzled into his arms with tears in her eyes. She got on his lap and buried her face in his neck. ¡°You¡¯ve been so nice to me, I keep feeling weak. The Grand Duchess shouldn¡¯t be like this¡­.¡± ¡°Elysee¡­.¡± Elysee vividly felt an object swell in size against her butt. She wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand. ¡°I apologize. I guess I¡¯m a little drunk. I didn¡¯t even know I felt like this¡ªwhat a disgrace¡­.¡± Then she slightly leaned back as if she was about to fall out of his arms. ¡°What do you mean ¡®disgrace?¡¯ Not at all.¡± Blake hurriedly pulled her in his embrace and hugged her. ¡°I¡¯m glad you¡¯re telling me what¡¯s on your mind. Elysee, I want to be your comfort. You don¡¯t need to hide anything. Whatever you choose, I will love you as a husband no matter what.¡± Elysee felt her conscience¡ªwhich she didn¡¯t even know existed for her¡ª pricked at that moment. ¡®Wow¡­ you¡¯re too sweet for no reason.¡¯ But that didn¡¯t mean that she was moved or had a crush on him. ¡®I¡¯m just acting.¡¯ If she felt as if she was going to fall for each of these words and actions and eventually give them my heart, she wouldn¡¯t have been able to be a proper actress. Veteran actors hide perfectly. When the camera starts to spin, Elysee erased her existence and lived in the shoes of her character, but after filming she quickly returned back to herself. Failure to skillfully make this transition would lead to numerous hardships. Like falling in love with their counterparts, getting heartbroken, suffering from depression due to confusion with reality, and struggling with delusions. ¡®Don¡¯t think about it and focus.¡¯ Chapter 27 Perhaps because he was moved by her silence with her head bowed down, Blake gently caressed her hair and kissed her round forehead. ¡°Elysee.¡± Elysee raised her head and looked into his blue eyes. She made her thick eyelashes tremble and touched his chest. ¡°Blake¡­ comfort me. I need you.¡± She could clearly feel his heart thumping hard and rapidly. ¡°Gladly. I¡¯d be happy to.¡± He instantly united Elysee¡¯s robe which fell under the sofa. Blake¡¯s hand, which lifted her lightly and laid her down on the sofa, was soft and cautious. ¡°As I said before, I won¡¯t make you lonely.¡± His big, hot hands slid under her slip. With a drunken expression on her face, Elysee tilted her head and slightly parted her lips, her breath heavy with the sweetness and pungentness of wine. Blake settled between her smooth legs. Under the rolled-up slip, the mesh underwear was lustfully wet. ¡°Uh-huh¡­. Blake¡­.¡± Elysee called his name with passionate delight. Blake groaned low. Every move she made, every act, seduced him. It was simply impossible to maintain reason. Blake, whose face was buried between Elysee¡¯s soft breasts, did not see her smile. As he sucked her upright pink nipple, she peeled off her wet underwear. He couldn¡¯t afford to focus on foreplay today and Elysee didn¡¯t seem to want it either as she spread her legs wide open for him. Her flesh swallowed him in as if she was sucking him in. He growled low as he entered her¡ªperhaps because of her drunkenness¡ªshe felt hotter than usual. Once tasted he couldn¡¯t stop, it was a pleasure much stronger than a drug, swirling through his entire body. It was so thrilling it made him shake. The stronger the thrusts, the harder the breathing, the greater the passion. He coveted her like a beast, and she comforted him by trapping him between her legs as if she was taming him. It was the beginning of a long night. *** ¡°I¡¯ve been granted permission. The next day, Elysee called Mary into the room and announced the good news. The maids who were helping her were outside the room, waiting for a while. ¡°From today forth, Mary, you are my maid of honor.¡± ¡°What? Really?¡± ¡°Yes, I said you were my sixth cousin¡¯s sister-in-law¡¯s maid.¡± ¡°Uh¡­.¡± Mary tilted her head as if she didn¡¯t understand. ¡°Anyway, I think so.¡± ¡°Yes! Thank you, Elysee!¡± ¡°It¡¯s good to be lively.¡± Elysee smiled and rose from her seat. ¡°Where are you going?¡± ¡°Yes, I¡¯m going to greet the Knights with Blake. Follow me.¡± Mary nodded with a grim look. ¡°This is the beginning of the mission.¡± ¡°No, relax your shoulders. Don¡¯t make that face.¡± ¡°Oh, yes.¡± She quickly returned to her characteristically bright face. Unlike a few days ago when she visited him alone at night, Elysee was now neatly and elegantly groomed, and then went to the training field with Blake. Blake glanced at Mary, who was following Elysee, once or twice before he quickly ignored her and turned his attention to his wife. The Knights were in the midst of training. Conscious that the hostess was watching, the sound of their shouts was loud. ¡°The Knights of Prussia are no less prestigious than the Knights of Nephrus of the Imperial Family. The three Knights of Blue, Red, and White take turns defending the borders, nature, and major bases of the ducal principality. The Knights that are guarding the palace are now the Blue Knights.¡± ¡°I see. It¡¯s amazing to see in person.¡± Elysee looked closely at the knights who were engaged in the battle. Some knights¡¯ swords were spewing some kind of light. ¡®What¡¯s that? Is that a lightsaber?¡¯ Elysee, once a fan of , leaned forward without realizing it. Magic was amazing, but lightsabers were a dream of hers. Blake, who was conversing with the commander about the Knights, momentarily did not see her behavior where the accident happened instantaneously. A knight¡¯s sword, which was engaged in a more intense spar than usual, broke and flew toward her. ¡°Oh!¡± The blade of the sword whirled towards her at a rapid speed. Elysee blinked slowly and gazed at the piece of metal flying towards her. ¡®Am I going to die? What happens if I die here?¡¯ Then¡ª ¡°Yah!¡± With a sudden shout, someone¡¯s hand grabbed the blade. Cling. Elysee witnessed the piece of iron crumpled up like a sheet of paper under her nose. ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Silence fell in the training hall. Elysee turned her head slowly. ¡°Hehe.¡± Mary scratched the back of her head with a sheepish proud face. Chapter 28 ¡°Elysee!¡± Blake ran to her. Her vision and senses went dark. He quickly rushed in and hugged Elysee who had fainted in Mary¡¯s arms. ¡°Are you okay? Are you okay?¡± His body which embraced her was shaking so hard that Elysee wanted to soothe him. ¡®Oh yeah¡­ I almost died.¡¯ She died once, but she refused to perish again. In addition, wouldn¡¯t it be extremely painful to die by a knife? The thought of Cain Liberto, who took special care to kill her without pain, came to mind for a millisecond and disappeared. Of course, she didn¡¯t say thanks or anything, but the method hadn¡¯t been bad. ¡°I¡¯m fine, Blake.¡± Elysee thought she spoke in a fairly clear voice, but she was pressed so hard against Blake¡¯s chest that only a murmur could be heard. ¡°How can you say you¡¯re okay when you are trembling like this?¡± ¡®No, it¡¯s you¡ªnot me¡ªwho¡¯s shaking right now.¡¯ It appeared that Blake wasn¡¯t sane. With the Order of the knights watching behind his back, Blake was fumbling around¡ªfrantically checking her body for injuries. Elysee was very embarrassed. Elysee managed to pull her hand out of his grasp and remove his hand from her earlobe. ¡°I¡¯m really okay. So please let me go.¡± ¡°But¡­¡± ¡°Come on.¡± Blake was forced to let her go due to her determined tone. Even after that, his trembling eyes scanned her for any traumas. ¡®Should I say it¡¯s a relief?¡¯ Blake was so distracted by Elysee that he hadn¡¯t paid any mind to Mary¡¯s strength. Elysee chose to release a breath she had been holding. Only after she was convinced that her voice would be no different from usual that she looked at Mary and opened her mouth. ¡°Mary, thank you so much. If it wasn¡¯t for you, I would have been in big trouble. Are your hands okay?¡± ¡°Yes, of course. It was just a little iro¡ªo-n-on¡­?¡± Elysee pretended to be moved and quickly pulled her head and hugged her, not forgetting to sneakily cover Mary¡¯s mouth. Gritting her teeth together she fiercely whispered ¡°(Shut up),¡± Mary nodded. Meanwhile, everyone had been frozen as they watched them, and belatedly burst into astonishment. ¡°Wh¡ªwhat?¡± ¡°That maid just now¡­¡±.¡± Elysee hugged Mary, turned around, and naturally hid Mary with her body. ¡°I think you should show your hand to the doctor, so please go to my room.¡± Then, she held her hands well and wrapped them around with a handkerchief. Of course, there was crushed iron inside. For the destruction of evidence. Mary, who watched her, nodded resolutely and limped toward the main building. ¡®¡­Why are you limping?¡¯ [t1v: HAAAA] Mary seemed to think that she should pretend to be injured. Nonetheless, Elysee had solved Mary¡¯s dilemma instantly and turned around in relief. And immediately her eyes met intense blue eyes. Blake¡¯s face was close enough to touch her, Elysee was so startled she stumbled back. He hurriedly supported Elysee, which saved her to circumvent a troublesome fall. ¡®What? Just now¡­.¡¯ Elysee leaned on him and stiffened because of the violent emotions found in Blake¡¯s eyes. Meanwhile, the two knights rushed to kneel in front of them. One seemed to be the owner of the blade, and the other seemed to be the one who broke the blade. ¡°I¡¯ve committed a crime worthy of death. Please punish me.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll take any punishment willingly.¡± The two knights shouted almost at the same time and bowed their heads to touch the ground. Claude, the commander of the Black Knights, also knelt down with them. ¡°It¡¯s my responsibility as the leader. I¡¯ll take responsibility for everything.¡± Elysee leaned against Blake¡¯s arms and quietly looked at them. ¡®Hmm¡­ What should I do?¡¯ The sound of Blake¡¯s heart ringing in her ears was fast and loud. Anger, anxiety, fear, murder. All of that would be intertwined and make him violent. She had a foreboding that if she didn¡¯t step up, one of them would lose their life. Elysee pulled herself together and looked up at him. ¡°Your Grace, this is not just their fault.¡± It was a little scary to face his blue eyes, but Elysee spoke firmly, ¡°I was amazed by the astonishing skills of the Frozen Knights. As His Grace has said, there was nothing lacking and no shortage of praise for being the two pillars of the empire.¡± At her sudden praise, both the knights and Blake remained silent, not knowing what to say. ¡°But perhaps poor quality swords have been distributed, the kind that should be for daggers. My maid is said to be skilled and ¡®strong¡¯ but she was able to ¡®crush¡¯ it with her bare hands.¡± Elysee said with a cutesy articulation on a few words. Claude, the Knight Commander, clenched his jaw. What the Frozen Knights used for practice was blunt steel containing mana. It wasn¡¯t something worthy of being called poor quality. Chapter 29 However, as Elysee explained, it had already broken once, and once more in the hand of the maid. ¡®No, but it didn¡¯t look like it was simply broken¡­.¡¯ Claude thought blankly. Of course, he was not foolish enough to say what he thought. At least everyone knew that the Great Duchess was trying to defend the knights now. ¡°Fortunately, no one was injured this time, but it would be heartbreaking if any of our precious knights were injured for the same reason.¡± Blake nodded with a dark look. ¡°¡­My wife is right. An accident in which the blade breaks during the combat can cause serious injuries.¡± Blake¡¯s emotions, which had become dangerously violent, were now calming down at her few words. ¡°I¡¯ll tell the person who supplies the knights to raise the grade of blunt steel to a higher grade.¡± Upon hearing his answer, Elysee leaned into Blake and wrapped her arms around his waist. It was a very cute act. ¡°I¡¯m ignorant of these things. But I can see how much you care about the Knights because your Grace listens to me. I¡¯m also at fault for moving recklessly. So please let¡¯s not make a fuss and move on quietly this time.¡± ¡°But, wife¡­¡± ¡°More than anything else, it¡¯s my first time greeting the Knights. If someone is punished for me, everyone will feel uncomfortable with me.¡± ¡°How dare someone do that? My wife, along with me, are the masters of the Prussian territory.¡± Anyway, Blake seemed to have decided to be considerate of her. He sighed quietly and ordered the knights on their knees to get up. ¡°Lord Alan and Lord Bart, get back in place.¡± Alan and Bart, the two knights who fought against each other, hesitated for a moment, bowed their heads once again, apologized, and returned to their places. ¡°Prepare for the inspection, Sir Claude.¡± ¡°Yes, my lord.¡± When Blake¡¯s order was issued, Claude bowed and turned to inspect the Knights. It was only natural for him to breathe a sigh of relief. *** After returning to her room after greeting the Knights, Elysee glanced at Mary, who was squatting on one side of the room. ¡°Mary, you must be so happy.¡± ¡°Why?¡± ¡°You don¡¯t have any thoughts. You¡¯re just having fun, right?¡± ¡°Oh, how did you know? Elysee-nim, you¡¯re so sharp!¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Elysee massaged her throbbing forehead and wondered what to do with this child. ¡°Anyway, thank you for saving me. I can¡¯t deny that much. I¡¯ve never seen someone as strong as you.¡± ¡°Oh my, Elysee-nim¡­¡±.¡± Mary twisted her body bashfully. ¡®She¡¯s a child who I talk sarcastically to or be too blunt. I¡¯ll have to give examples and give exact instructions.¡¯ Of course, before that, she would have to test Mary¡¯s abilities. ¡°Give me your hand first.¡± ¡°Yes? Why?¡± Although she was puzzled, Mary tentatively held out her hand. As Elysee expected, her hand that grabbed the blade of the sword had no wounds. Whereas, the iron, which was once a blade of a sword, was completed bent and looked like it had shriveled up. ¡®Whoa¡­ This is a person is a beast.¡¯ Elysee wrapped her hands around with a bandage that had been prepared in advance. ¡°Stay like this for a few days. In order to avoid unnecessary suspicion, you have to pretend to be hurt. And don¡¯t come out of the room until I call you.¡± She had wondered what use Mary would be but then Elysee had witnessed such an incredible scene, that she doubted her memory first rather than admitting it. Since Mary had also taken the crushed blade with her, with no evidence, the rumors would go away. ¡°Yes¡­ Elysee¡­.¡± Mary became visibly sullen. She had just started her mission today, but she seemed upset because she was stuck in the room again. ¡°I¡¯ll call you soon. Don¡¯t worry.¡± ¡°Really?¡± ¡°Of course.¡± After receiving a definite answer, Mary¡¯s bright face returned and she promptly left the room. She swung her bandaged arms happily. She should say something, but Elysee was already exhausted enough. Elysee fell into her bed and laying flat on her back. A long sigh came out. ¡®I almost died earlier.¡¯ Her heart chilled thinking of the blade that rushed towards her. She didn¡¯t hear about what would happen if something went wrong without completing the mission. Her mind became complicated. Obviously, the Grand Duchess had a lot of appearances in the second half of ¡°The Fallen Lovers.¡± There should have been no major injuries or deaths. But what if she hadn¡¯t found Mary in prison? Could there have been anyone else who could save her in that situation? The conclusion was ¡®no.¡¯ ¡®It means that the story can go wrong in any place without a scripted scene.¡¯ With that in mind, who knows what the consequences of going to the capital would be for . [t1v: also could be translated into ¡°Corrupted Lovers¡±] ¡®I should preserve my body as much as possible and save the Midlands investigators first.¡¯ If they have special abilities like Mary, it would certainly be of help to her in the future. Thinking this and other thoughts, Elysee quickly fell asleep. *** The feeling of the needle penetrating the flesh was particularly eerie. ¡°Cain.¡± [You¡¯ll be comfortable soon, Elysee] A pleasant scent wafted by the tip of her nose. Elysee stared at him, trying to calm herself down. Physiological tears formed around her eyes and flowed down her cheeks. ¡°Cain¡­¡± [I¡¯ll follow you soon.] Whispering in her ear, he kissed her eyes. Even at this moment, he had a soft, melting smile that he used when reassuring her. ¡°Cain¡­!¡± [Sleep well, my Elysee.] Chapter 30 ¡®You bastard!¡¯ Elysee opened her eyes wide. Someone was kissing her eyelids, and now they were kissing her cheek. Dark blue hair tickled her face. For a moment she thought she was still in her dream and the scene was continuing, but fortunately, she was alive and realized she was able to move. ¡°¡­¡­.Blake?¡± How long had she been asleep? A tight voice entered her ear. ¡°Are you awake?¡± Elysee tossed and turned uncomfortable under him. He wasn¡¯t leaning his weight on her, but she was frustrated because she was trapped under a large body. But he didn¡¯t move away. Rather, he kissed her earlobes and push himself against her more. Elysee belatedly realized that she was naked. ¡°My clothes¡­¡± ¡°I took them off,¡± Blake answered calmly. ¡°To check if there were any injuries.¡± ¡°¡­..I said I was okay.¡± ¡°I couldn¡¯t be relieved until I saw it for myself.¡± It was a little weird to take off the clothes of the sleeping person, but Elysee decided to ignore it. ¡°You¡¯re relieved now, right? At Elysee¡¯s words, he laughed low. When his low-pitched voice deliciously resonated in her ears, her body throbbed. Sweeping her hair gently, he whispered softly: ¡°No.¡± Elysee blinked at his unexpected reply and then felt something heavy pressing and burrowing into her. ¡°No, Elysee.¡± ¡°¡­¡­!¡± Surprised, Elysee grabbed his arm and gasped. ¡®What¡­?¡¯ He didn¡¯t care if she was surprised or not. He didn¡¯t hesitate until the moment he squeezed in his round tip and penetrated her to his roots. Oddly there was no discomfort even though it was a sudden act. His penis inserted smoothly without her feeling stiff or painful. Her wet lower flesh flinched pleasantly as if sucking in his organ. Elysee was out of breath with the instantaneous pleasure that filled her suddenly. Her legs that spread out on both sides of his body tightened. What provoked him? Elysee looked up at Blake in confusion. But he looked down, back at her with deep blue eyes, bit her waist, and just repeatedly shoveling it in over and over again. ¡°Uh, Blake¡­.¡± When she called out his name, he kissed her lips and ever so gently whispered a command: ¡°Open your mouth.¡± Without a moment¡¯s hesitation, her lips opened. He grabbed her breasts and twisted her nipples. His tongue, which had invaded her open mouth, mercilessly violated her insides from below at the same time. Caressing her from the tip of her tongue to her core, as if punishing her, he stabbed her deepest parts. Something sweet and cool went down her throat with saliva. Elysee tilted her head and gasped. She couldn¡¯t stand her thirst. Elysee flinched, became impatient, and clung on to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck with her arms, strangling him with a feverish kiss. ¡°More¡­ Please do more.¡± Looking at Elysee with his eyes slightly open, he skillfully stirred Elysee¡¯s mouth as she yearned for. His indulgence did not stop there. Without pulling out that was deeply inserted, he turned her around, pressed and stroked the deepest part of her. ¡®Ah, it feels so damn good¡­¡­¡¯ It was thrilling. Elysee accepted him, shaking her ass. What would come after this sensuous war had left her mind. Her body was solely chasing after greater pleasure. As if she were drunk, her mind was hazy, and her entire body was tingling with heat. Their love-making liquid sprayed out over and over again, soaking her asscheeks and sheets, but no one cared. ¡°Blake, uh¡­.¡± Elysee¡¯s smooth legs were tangled around his waist. His hard body, covered with dense muscles, weighed down her white and soft body and turning it into an erotic red. ¡°Elysee¡­¡± His voice, restrained and rough, made Elysee even more anxious. ¡°You¡ªoh¡ª I like¡ª so much.¡± Elysee brushed her lips on him and licked the sweat off the tip of his chin. The more she did, the fiercer Blake¡¯s eyes became. Their motions became intense. Blake¡¯s cock penetrating her speed up as the depth deepened. Whenever his thick pillar widened her inner folds and dug through the flesh of her inner tunnels, pleasure rushed in like a wave. The sound of beastly panting, loud moans, and obscene licking, and lewd sucking filled the bedroom. Blake strived to fill her up more completely, and Elysee strived to use him to fill her holes up. Before ejaculation, his member swelled up firmly. Elysee¡¯s abdomen tightened as if biting him. She felt the urgency and clenched it hotly. But instead of moving a little faster or more intensely, he chose to get a little closer to her. With Elysee¡¯s legs over his shoulders, he pushed himself to his limit. ¡°Unghhh¡­ Ah¡­That¡¯s too¡­.¡± She tilted her head back and moaned as she felt a place that had never been achieved by anyone forcibly opened. Thrusting into Elysee¡¯s deepest and most secret place, Blake let out a jagged breath. He endured his ejaculation and he pushed Elysee relentlessly. When the tip of his glans was caught somewhere inside, he struck it shallowly and fiercely. ¡°Ah.¡­.!!¡± Her passages trembled and tightened. Blake wrapped one arm around her twitching body and held her in place. His harsh breathing wetted her body. Chapter 31 He pulled his body out very slowly and pushed it back in. Another climax was added to the climax. He clenched his teeth and repeated the same thing several times. Sweat dripping from his forehead pooled on her breasts. Elysee shook her head and screamed. ¡°That¡¯s enough¡­¡± The excruciating pleasure was even painful. But it was no use crying and pleading. Looking down at an erotic messy Elysee, with his bright blue eyes, he carved himself into her relentlessly. Her hand, which had been grabbing his arm, fell helplessly. Her trembling body was pathetic. It was only after the writhing Elysee was completely sprawled did he release himself into her. Squelch, squelch he lightly pushed his seeds in. Erotic fluid and semen that tightly filled her narrow insides leaked and flowed out along her entrance. He slowly stirred inside her, enjoying the aftermath. ¡°That¡¯s too much¡­¡± Elysee closed her eyes and grumbled. Even raising her voice was too difficult for her now. ¡°¡­It¡¯s my wife that¡¯s too much.¡± Finally, he took his member out. At the wide-open entrance white liquid flowed out. Elysee let out a long sigh of relief. ¡°Well. I don¡¯t know what happened¡­ but I¡¯m sorry.¡± ¡®I probably called out Cain¡¯s name in my sleep.¡¯ It was highly likely that his name had leaked out of her mouth at least once, as she ground her teeth and called him desperately in her dream. If a wife had said the name of a man in her sleep, anyone would have misunderstood and would have been angry. ¡®Should I ask.¡­..No, if you do that and he asks who it is, what do I say? I can¡¯t say Cain is a man who killed me.¡¯ Meaningless thoughts flickered in Elysee¡¯s head and disappeared. ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Without a single smile, Blake looked down at Elysee for a long time. His thick pillar, which still rattled was casually pressed against her concave stomach. As soon as she was about to drift off to sleep with no power to open her eyes, Blake kissed Elysee. Their lips overlapped, brushing over like a painting, and then slightly removed. Even after the kiss, Blake¡¯s lips were still touching hers. ¡°Have a good dream, Elysee.¡± Feeling his low whisper, the touch of his lips, and the penetrating breath moving away like a dream, Elysee fell into a deep sleep. *** ¡°¡­It¡¯s weird.¡± Mary tilted her head at Elysee¡¯s murmur. ¡°What are you talking about?¡± After that day¡¯s incident, Mary was officially recognized as Elysee¡¯s private maid. It was natural for Mary to jump around with great joy. Mary took off her bandage after a day and followed Elysee around. Mary was the only one who accompanied Elysee now since Kate was so busy preparing for her visit to the capital. Thanks to this, Elysee was able to act comfortably. For example, practicing yoga and divulging suspicious stories about someone like right now. ¡°He¡¯s so handsome and warm-hearted¡ª How can he also be so talented and good all night long? There are too many buffs! No matter how much I analyze it, he must be the main character.¡± Mary blinked her eyes. ¡°But you have a bad personality.¡± ¡°Personality? That¡¯s kind of adorable.¡± This morning, Elysee used her magical wedding ring to carefully check the script to confirm once again where Blake appeared. It was difficult to grasp the setting of the original work due to the small number of appearances and small lines. However, no matter how many times she checked it, the original setting was pitiful, and the Archduke sometimes spoke jealous lines when he thought his wife was too intimate with Lucas. ¡°You¡¯re not trying to spy on me.¡± ¡°Spying on your wife¡­That¡¯s too frightening.¡± ¡°I¡¯m saying this because you haven¡¯t experienced anyone who was properly ¡®obsessed¡¯ and ¡®possessive¡¯. Those kids are no joke.¡± Whatever hurt his feelings, Blake only expressed dissatisfaction with having extreme sex somewhat violently. After that, there was nothing wrong with looking after her and trying to do better. ¡°By the way Elysee-nim, what have you been doing all this time?¡± ¡°Can¡¯t you see?¡± I¡¯m doing yoga.¡± ¡°You¡¯re just lying on your back.¡± ¡°You¡¯re supposed to raise your upper body in this position. But I can¡¯t get up because I don¡¯t have any abs.¡± [t1v: ded.] ¡°I don¡¯t believe it.¡± ¡°You¡¯re surprised, right? I¡¯m amazed, too.¡± Elysee sighed and tried to do sit-ups somehow, trying to strengthen her stomach. Then someone knocked on her door. ¡°Your highness, the knights Alan Rous and Bart Rous have come to see you.¡± Mary, who was close to the wall, stared sharply at the door. ¡°Talented people!¡± ¡°I¡¯m sure they are. Hurry up, mask your face and open the door.¡± Elysee got out of bed, moved to the table, and sat down. After making her disorganized appearance neat, she straightened her back in an instant When Mary opened the door, two strong knights were seen standing stiffly, they were so big they could not enter at the same time. ¡°¡­¡­.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± It seemed they were nervous when they saw Mary. ¡®Yup, it¡¯s that¡¯s the scary maid who can chew a sword¡¯s blade like gum. Be careful,¡¯ Elysee thought sullenly. ¡°Aren¡¯t you coming in? Or should I close it then? When Mary grabbed the handle to close the door, the two quickly entered the room. Chapter 32 Alan Ruos. And Bart Ruos. They were brothers of Count Ruos, a vassal of Blake Frozen [t1v: changing it from Freysen to Frozen], the Grand Duke of Prussia. They were the knights who were responsible for the broken blade flying towards Elysee. When Blake had addressed them earlier, she hadn¡¯t recognized their names so she had looked them up in advance this morning. As expected, they were supporting characters who appeared briefly in . Upon entering the room, they knelt in front of Elysee and bowed their heads. ¡®¡­ Huh?¡¯ ¡°Your Grace!¡± ¡°Please bestow upon us a punishment!¡± Elysee flinched and leaned back, their loud shout made her ears ring. ¡®Which one is Bart and which one is Alan?¡¯ There was a reason why it was so important in this predicament. The older brother was Bart Ruos. He was strong enough to cut a sword with mana. In terms of his skills, he was comparable to the Knight Commander Claude. Although his talent was impressive his weakness was that he was emotionally volatile, with drastic ups and downs. His excessive fervor could lead to an accident. Alan, on the other hand, was docile and calm. He was willing to cover up his brother¡¯s shortcomings by being Bart¡¯s sparring partner because everyone but Claude was reluctant to face him. ¡®The brother I need is Bart Ruos.¡¯ In the original story, Bart Ruos followed Grand Duchess Elysee more than his master, Grand Duke of Prussia. He takes the lead in bullying the female protagonist and even lying to the Grand Duke under Elysee¡¯s orders. Later, he even covers up her sins by taking the blame. So she needed to tame him in advance. ¡®The problem is Alan¡­ ¡¯ Alan Ruos was someone who assisted the original heroine, opposing his older brother when he witnessed Bart becoming increasingly tainted by Elysee and abandoning his knight¡¯s honor. That¡¯s what the original setting was like, he interfered in every episode, opposing Elysee. ¡®Hmm¡­. What should I do?¡¯ Elysee was in trouble. There were less than two weeks left before she went to the capital. If she didn¡¯t have some of their loyalty by then, she would have a hard time secretly meeting Lucas in the Capital. ¡®Even if it doesn¡¯t work out, Blake will assign me an escort knight.¡¯ Now that Elysee was in the castle, she was allowed to roam freely, but considering the safety of the Grand Duchess, in the capital, this was unlikely to stay the same. If she was assigned an inflexible knight, she would be stuck. In that case, wouldn¡¯t it be better to have at least one of these loyal brothers as an escort? ¡°Bart Ruos?¡± The knight on her left answered Elysee¡¯s call. ¡°Yes, your Grace.¡± ¡°Alan Ruos.¡± ¡°Yes, your Grace.¡± Bart looked a little rough with his tanned copper skin, and Alan looked relatively slender, with soft-looking green hair. ¡°If I don¡¯t punish you, what are you planning to do?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll give up my wrist that almost harmed your Grace.¡± Alan¡¯s face turned white at Bart¡¯s resolute answer. ¡°I don¡¯t want that.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll do it, even if it¡¯s my life¡­ .¡± ¡°Then will you risk your life to be loyal to me?¡± Bart raised his head at Elysee¡¯s words, his face brightly. His dark brown eyes trembled with excitement. It was as if he had been waiting for this moment. ¡®The original setting is scary.¡¯ ¡°If you accept it, I will fully dedicate my life to the Grand Duchess and pledge to you my loyalty.¡± Alan squeezed his eyes shut as he listened to Bart swearing his allegiance, but did nothing. ¡°Alan Ruos, you seem to have a different opinion.¡± ¡°No. I will also swear allegiance to the Grand Duchess, however¡­ .¡± ¡°However?¡± ¡°As a knight, I have already sworn my allegiance to the Grand Duke, so I need the master¡¯s permission to change my master.¡± Elysee nodded her head. ¡°Great. In that case, I¡¯ll have you go to his Grace first. After that, I will entrust my safety to you. Of course, if his Grace allows it.¡± ¡°Yes, Grand Duchess.¡± Bart, who shouted passionately, jumped up from his seat. ¡°Then, I will go and come back.¡± Elysee chuckled involuntarily. ¡®He¡¯s quite impatient and intense.¡¯ Alan, who stood up and followed his brother, elbowed him in the side and bowed his respects and left the room. Mary, who had been standing to the side of the room, approached her. ¡°Princess Elysee, I will protect you.¡± ¡°You are my secret weapon.¡± At Elysee¡¯s words, Mary hiccuped and covered her mouth. Her face was packed with emotion; she looked like she was about to cry. ¡°Th¡ªthat¡­ So important¡ªto me¡­ .¡± ¡°Yes. So you have to hide your abilities as much as possible and pretend to be an ordinary maid.¡± ¡°Yes! Don¡¯t worry, Princess Elysee!¡± ¡°Umm, how can I coax them to my side?¡± Elysee rested her chin in her hand and tapped the table. She wondered how the Grand Duchess in convinced Bart to be loyal to her. Since he was a small supporting role, too many parts were omitted. ¡°Was it because I am beautiful?¡± No matter how good she is at acting, wasn¡¯t beauty the only power she really had? ¡°No. Then it would be difficult to abandon.¡± Elise did not think that no matter how pretty she was, she could control a man at will. No, she did it more because she was pretty. She may be able to dazzle her, but she doesn¡¯t know where her opponent will go after that. There were too many variables. Elysee didn¡¯t think she could control a man, no matter how pretty she was. Indeed it was even more because she was stunning. In the moment she may be able to dazzle those around her, but what would they do afterwards when she was out of sight? There were too many variables. ¡°It would be perfect if people were devoted because of something like charisma. Is there a way I can foster loyalty when I¡¯m not around?¡± While pondering it, Elysee suddenly became unhappy. Wasn¡¯t it rather unfair? Even though she was odd, weren¡¯t Mary¡¯s superpowers really extraordinary? ¡°Mary, why don¡¯t I have a convenient ability like you?¡± At Elysee¡¯s words, Mary¡¯s eyes widened. ¡°Did Philip not tell you? Usually investigators are given one or two special abilities.¡± ¡°I just received a briefing on the situation and that was it. It was a bit rushed.¡± ¡°Ughhh, damn it¡­ . I can¡¯t believe it. How could Philip forget such an important thing?¡± ¡°Right? There must be something, right?¡± ¡°Yes, let¡¯s find it together. I will help you.¡± Elysee was quite surprised at her unbelievably reliable words. Who would have thought Mary had a side to her like this? ¡°How are you going to help?¡± ¡°Well¡­ . first,¡± Mary swung the window wide open. ¡°You might be able to fly, so why don¡¯t you try jumping?¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Chapter 33 Elysee cursed at herself for expecting something even for a moment. She closed the window. ¡°Ah. Come to think of it, that demon said I smelled like something. He even said that he had his worldview corrected.¡± ¡°Oh, really?¡± Elysee waited patiently for Mary to cling to her and sniff her like a dog. ¡°You had steak! Oh, I want to eat it too!¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Elysee lay back on her bed, thinking that she would rather search for her special abilities alone. Her first goal was to make her body capable of doing about ten basic yoga postures within a week. *** Blake accepted Bart and Alan¡¯s request and came to see her shortly thereafter. Still, as he was determining her escort knights before going to the capital, he mentioned several other knights to her. ¡°At least four or more people should accompany my wife at all times,¡± he said. ¡°Do I have to have so many? Is the security of the capital that bad?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not like that. But¡­ .¡± ¡°How about you? How many guards do you bring?¡± ¡°Aren¡¯t we different? No one but the Emperor can harm the Grand Duke of Prussia.¡± ¡°I am your wife.¡± Of course, Elise fully understood what Blake meant. Blake smashed the bed frame with the power of his grip alone. It would not be possible to hurt him simply because he was so strong. It was the reason why the Duchy of Prussia had the autonomy equal to an independent kingdom. It was the reason he only needed three knights. All of that had a reason. Blake Freysen was also a commander in many battlefields. His own strength was not mediocre. So, even if he didn¡¯t have the title of Grand Duke, no one would have dared to attack him. On the other hand, in the case of Elysee, she was a weak woman. No one would threaten her because of title as Grand Duchess, but if they didn¡¯t know her title¡­¡­ But Elysee had her own motives to insist on having fewer guards. As the number of her escort knights increased, the more difficult it would be to implement her and Lucas¡¯ plan. ¡°As long as I am with you, I will be safe.¡± ¡°Of course.¡± ¡°Then that¡¯s it.¡± ¡°No, that¡¯s not what I¡­. I¡¯m talking about when I¡¯m not with my wife.¡± ¡°Will that happen a lot?¡± ¡°It won¡¯t be much. But in unavoidable circumstances, I need escorts to protect my wife instead of me.¡± ¡°In that case, I will have Sir Bart and Sir Alan to accompany me. And of course Mary. There is no child as good as Mary who is my personal maid and guard.¡± By this point, Blake had given up trying to convince Elysee. He didn¡¯t want to continue talking more in case he hurt Elysee¡¯s feelings. ¡°¡­ All right. Then as much as possible, I will always accompany my wife.¡± ¡°Thank you, Blake. It¡¯s reassuring to hear you say that.¡± Blake carefully embraced her as she leaned into his arms. The rapid acceleration of his heart beat was so intense that it thumped in her ears. ¡®He¡¯s like an open book.¡¯ Her heart tickled. Really his body reacted too transparently to her. ¡°Wife¡­.¡± There was a subtle tone of expectation in his voice as he called her. Accustomed to the heat of his body and how fast his heart was beating Elysee thought something like this would happen. Elysee felt hot. But it was only afternoon and she didn¡¯t want to lose the rest of the day like this. Now that he was on fire, he knew for sure that he wouldn¡¯t quit until they ran out of stamina. ¡°I¡­.. I have a favor to ask of you Blake.¡± ¡°Say it.¡± So Elysee secretly turned his attention elsewhere. ¡°It¡¯s been a few days and I haven¡¯t been able to even look around. May I go take a tour?¡± ¡°Ah¡ª Oh. I see¡ªI too, um¡­.I¡¯m sorry.¡± Embarrassed, he stuttered and stammered. ¡°No, I¡¯m sure you are busy too¡­¡­ .¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t I tell you? There is nothing more important to me than my wife.¡± ¡°Then, will you show me around?¡± ¡°Of course.¡± ¡°Oh, I am so happy! I¡¯ll get ready soon. Could you please wait a minute?¡± Blake¡¯s body flinched as Elysee kissed him on the cheek. His arm wrapped around her waist momentarily tightened. ¡°¡­..Ugh.¡± At Elysee¡¯s small moan, he hurriedly let her go and took a step back. She could clearly see his startled dark eyes still thick with passion as if he was fighting himself. ¡°Take your time getting ready and come down.¡± Elysee smiled, pretending she didn¡¯t notice Blake¡¯s apparent erection. ¡°Yes, Blake.¡± Blake¡¯s body jerked once more and stiffened. Only after she left the room, almost as if she were on the run, did she stop smiling and let out her sigh full of mixed emotions. ¡®Is he in heat?¡¯ It was clear that strengthening her stamina was a priority so she could cope with Blake who was about to attack her whenever they made eye contact. Chapter 34 He held her hand and led her closer to the lake. Even though she wondered where they were going and how far he would take her, Elysee followed him silently as he led her. When the tip of her shoe was about to touch the water, unexpectedly, the scene in front of her eyes changed. ¡°Uh¡­¡± It was awe-inspiring magic. Blake expectedly watched her surprised face with a pleased expression. ¡°Isn¡¯t it amazing?¡± Even though she knew in this world magic existed, the current phenomenon was unbelievable to her. ¡®Where am I?¡¯ Elysee studied her surroundings deliberately, but instead of gaining some footing she became even more perplexed. Surprisingly, the place where they were standing was a place she was very familiar with. But it was also a place that wasn¡¯t actually present in any of the scenes of . There was a small cabin amongst the golden wheat fields, and on its front porch were two rocking chairs side by side. Everything was familiar to her, including the folded blanket on one of the chairs. ¡°What is happening¡­.¡± ¡°The lake is called ¡®Fantasy¡¯ and will take you where your heart truly wants to go.¡± Elysee closed her mouth and looked around. It was so vivid as if it were completely real. ¡°This is the place my wife has in her heart. It looks very peaceful.¡± Blake didn¡¯t hear a response from her. ¡®Of all things¡ªwhy, here¡­.¡¯ She couldn¡¯t control her emotions nor her expressions at all. Would ¡®he¡¯ be standing there, waiting for her if she opened that door? In her memory, ¡®he¡¯ would be wearing an apron that didn¡¯t fit him. The sleeves of his white shirt would be rolled up, and his hair that was neat would now be gently disarrayed and curl around his forehead. [What do you think about my birthday gift? You said you wanted to live in a place like this a long time ago.] ¡®He¡¯ greeted her with delight warming up his cool and sharp eyes, donning a soft smile. The moment she recalled it, her stomach churned¡ªfeeling nauseous, Elysee covered her mouth. ¡®This takes me where I want to go?¡¯ Elysee scoffed. If she had any reason to wish for this place, it would be to slap Cain Liberto across the face. Perhaps she would feel better if she hit him until she lost sensation in her hands. ¡°Elysee?¡± ¡°¡­Now let¡¯s go somewhere else. If possible, to the place you want.¡± Blake, who was looking at her with a puzzled look, nodded. It seemed that her reaction was unusual. ¡°Alright, then¡­¡± Elysee blinked slowly. The cabin vanished. The cold tips of her clammy fingers slowly warmed up. ¡°This is where I wanted to go.¡± As soon as he finished speaking, a new place unfolded in front of them. ¡°This is¡­¡± ¡°It¡¯s the first place we met.¡± It was the temple where Blake Frozen [t1v: previously his last name was Freysen, I¡¯m changing it] and Elysee Clanton had their wedding. The moonlight and candlelight that permeated through the windows sincerely lit the calm hall. Elysee had watched ¡®herself¡¯ get married before being possessed on a monitor while listening to Philip, the boss of the Fantasy Control tower. explain her assignment. Before she had possessed Elysee, an artificial intelligence had temporarily occupied this body. Except for the fact that all the crowds of people were absent, the temple looked exactly the same as the day of the wedding. Elysee looked around the hall clearly curious. ¡°The wedding was quite long.¡± His voice came from her side, Elysee looked up at him. While he stared at her passionately, he bit the tip of his gloves with his teeth and slowly took them off. Instantly, Elysee felt her unpleasant memories of Cain Liberto cleansed and purged. The young and handsome Grand Duke radiated sensuality from head to toe. His gloves fell on the floor one after another, but neither of them paid attention to it. ¡°If I could turn back time, I would have kissed my wife on the spot.¡± Before Elysee could blink Blake held Elysee and put her on the podium. It was a platform where alcohol to be shared by the married couple [t1v: in many asian cultures sharing alcohol is a marriage rite] under the watch of the High Priest was laid out. It was only after Blake placed her on the platform that their eyes were leveled. Mesmerized, Elysee gazed deeply into his blue eyes. ¡°Like this.¡± After lifting the glass and taking a sip, he placed his lips over hers. Sweet wine flowed from his mouth and into her open lips. His tongue gently swam through her mouth until the wine scent in her mouth faded. When their lips parted and his lips fell, Elysee licked her lips. ¡°Delicious.¡± His eyes deepened and grew darker with passion. ¡°Then let¡¯s have another sip.¡± He poured wine in his mouth again, and kissed her. The second time was even sweeter. His tongue entwined with hers seemed melt her reason away. As their kiss deepened and grew more intense, she started to lean back. Supporting her head and back, Blake carefully laid her back down, as he seamlessly continued to deeply kiss her. They continued to share drinks until the silver cup ran out of wine. Elysee¡¯s cheeks flushed, her blush reaching her beautiful swelling and jiggling breasts that moved up and down with her harsh breathing. Both of their bodies grew hot. ¡°We¡¯re done drinking.¡± ¡°I noticed. The glass is empty.¡± Her eyes grew round. ¡°Are we going back now?¡± ¡°I can¡¯t. I didn¡¯t come here with my wife to just share a glass of wine.¡± ¡°Is that so?¡± Blake¡¯s hand went up her thigh. Elysee moaned as he caressed her intimate part. ¡°I want to watch my lovely wife become erotically disheveled here and now.¡± Blake¡¯s fingertips gently rubbed over her underwear as he brushed his lips over Elysee¡¯s exposed shoulder. His seductive breath turned her body feverish. Although she had only drank a few sips of wine, Elysee felt drowsy as if she were drunk. She took a deep breath and yielded her body to his touch. His fingers pulled back her wet underwear and immediately fondled her clit. ¡°Ah¡­!¡± Chapter 35 Elysee¡¯s waist flinched, her back curving up as she trembled at the sensation of thick fingers entering her. ¡°That you were going to be this hot, soft, and wet¡­. I couldn¡¯t have imagined it at that time.¡± He turned his fingers around, hooking them and stretching them apart¡ªhe played and poked around, rubbed her insides as he watched her reactions closely. ¡°If I had known, what would have happened?¡± Without waiting for Elysee¡¯s answer, he continued, ¡°It would have been tortuous to endure holding back without being able to touch a single strain of your hair.¡± One more finger was thrusted into her entrance, stretching her. Squech, squech¡ª Wet sounds resounded obscenely. After a low sigh, he kissed her again. The lingering scent of wine sweetly spread across her mouth. Wrapping her arms around his neck, they continued to kiss passionately. She put strength on her thighs to prevent her love liquid from flowing out, but since Blake¡¯s body moved between her legs, she could longer close her legs. The more strength Elysee held her body with, the faster Blake¡¯s fingers became as he played around with her inner flesh. Elysee¡¯s long eyelashes quivered. He held her tight as if she was trying to run away, and he kissed even deeper. As if it was not enough swallowing her breaths, he dug into her desperately. ¡°¡­¡­!¡± A climax came quickly. He slowly pulled out his fingers from her bouncing body. Clear liquid dripped down his hand. ¡°You¡¯re beautiful, Elysee.¡± He looked down at her with eyes full of ecstasy. Stunned, Elysee paused from surprise. She knew someone who looked at her with those same exact eyes full of emotion. But before she could think any further, Blake stripped off Elysee¡¯s wet underwear. When she heard the sound of Blake loosening the buckle of his pants, Elysee urgently shouted, ¡°Wait¡ª Blake, now¡­!¡± But he didn¡¯t wait for her to calm down. As the aftermath of her orgasm prevailed¡ªmaking her twitch, Blake¡¯s thick penis dug in and penetrated her narrow entrance. With the excessive stimulation, her body shook like a fish out of water. Holding her twitching body, he pushed in his entire length all at once; wrapping her around with one arm. ¡°*Sob*¡­!¡± ¡°Haaa¡­ *sighing*¡­¡± A short moan and a long sigh flowed out of her and his mouth at the same time. By the end of the shallow climax, he started to move unhurriedly. He gently stirred inside her, withdrawing deliberately, and slowly filling her up. ¡°I imagined,¡± he whispered in a low voice as he stroked her earlobe. ¡°the High Priest, your family, my vassals, and knights¡­ What would it be like if I had ravished my wife in front of all the attendees?¡± His unhurried thrusting wasn¡¯t reflected elsewhere. He was biting and grinding his molars together as he couldn¡¯t bear it. His breathing was rough, too. However, he held back knowing a tremendous sweet taste was awaiting them and was incomparable to the relatively small pleasure of satisfying his immediate sexual desire that would not satiate his appetite. ¡°If I did, no one would dare take my wife away from me.¡± It was an intense possessive yearning. He was using his body in the way Elysee liked most with thoroughly calculated movements so that she could feel ultimate pleasure. Like concubines who learned and practiced the art of sex and seduction with the hope of being chosen by the emperor again, Blake wished Elysee would be addicted to the pleasures conveyed by his body. Every time his member pressed and rubbed against her pleasure points in her core, Elysee¡¯s asscheeks shook. ¡®Ah¡­ This guy is really, really¡­ so good.¡¯ It wasn¡¯t the worn-out proficiency of knowing women well. It seemed to be the result of his outstanding control of his body and his keen observation skills; quickly noticing what she liked. His actions were markedly different from their earlier encounters when he was somewhat violent. As the quantity of their affairs increased, his proficiency at sex was increasing significantly. So now, including all of her experiences, he was the best. Because she was preoccupied with intense pleasure, Elysee wasn¡¯t bothered by Blake¡¯s ridiculous words. If she had heard his words while sober, she would have thought, ¡®Are you crazy?¡¯ But since she heard it in a state of being pickled in pleasure, she became generous. ¡°But even if I go back in time, I won¡¯t be able to do that.¡± The front closure of her dress was undone revealing her plump breasts. He lowered his head to the apex of her nipple, holding it in his mouth and rolling it with his tongue. ¡°Ohhh¡­mmm¡­¡± While licking, he rubbed his teeth and tongue against it. The greater the stimulus, the more hazy she became. As if petting a dog, he stroked her head and gently widened her legs to accept him deeper. ¡°I would be too afraid that my wife would hate me, so I probably wouldn¡¯t be able to do anything on a whim.¡± There was no crime in only thinking. The difference between a normal person and a crazy person is whether one put it into action or not. Elysee nodded. As expected, Blake was a man within the normal category, albeit somewhat unusual. Chapter 36 ¡°Do you need to worry? I¡¯m already your wife.¡± ¡°I know. But even if you are my wife, there¡¯s not much I can do.¡± His anxiety about losing her was not groundless. backdrop was a very sexually promiscuous society, accepting when a noble woman openly had lovers. Of course, the same was true of men too¡ªpeople had affairs free of blame and scorn. In sometimes there were brief mentions to explicit displays of vuglar bets to fool innocent virgins, noble women who traded their lovers for a night and an orgy at a masquerade, centering on the crown prince at the apex of depravity Blake¡¯s thrusts became sharper and tougher. ¡°In my mind, I dreamed of locking up my wife in the castle until she falls in love with me.¡± ¡®That¡¯s confinement. No. Don¡¯t do that.¡¯ Even in the midst of feverish oscillations, Elysee gazed into his eyes, wondering if he was being sincere. ¡°But as expected, I¡¯m a coward, so it would be impossible.¡± She breathed a sigh of relief at his words. ¡®Of course. Anyone can think.¡¯ Clap, clap¡ª Everytime his member reached her deepest point, her body rejoiced, spilling milk. His low, resonant voice, which exactly suited her taste, rumbled in her ear and made her even more excited. ¡®Ohh¡ª right there¡­¡­.Yes, a little faster¡­.¡¯ As if he had read her mind, he fucked her harder and faster. ¡°So please, don¡¯t make me anxious.¡± It was as if he was talking to himself rather than talking to her so there was no need to respond. But, Elysee did not ignore his troubles, she wanted to assuage his distress. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Blake.¡± She cupped his cheeks in her hands and in surprise he paused as she kissed the tip of his nose and looked up at him. ¡°I already like you very much.¡± ¡°¡­¡­!¡± Elysee witnessed the power of her words wash over him as his expression changed right before her eyes. ¡°Wow¡­¡± As usual he had donned a guarded, stiff face¡ªso when the joy spread across his sharpness and cool-face it was strikingly vivid. His cheeks, ears and neck flushed red, and his blue eyes staring into hers trembled. His lower body couldn¡¯t have been more transparent either. His thick pillar filling her insides dripped hot liquid. ¡®How can you ejaculate from a word?¡¯ Elysee was astonished and astounded; how much did one have to like someone for this to be possible? He raised a hand and covered his face. ¡°¡­I¡¯m sorry. I didn¡¯t mean to do this.¡± [t1v: kyaaaaa! <3] ¡°Why are you hiding? Let me look at your face.¡± ¡°No, wait a minute.¡­¡± He pulled himself out and then thrusted into her again, making her fall back. Elysee fell face down on the podium and flinched at his cock penetrating her again. Even though he had already came once, it seemed even firmer. ¡°Again, let¡¯s do it all over again.¡± ¡°Uh¡­ You don¡¯t have to do that.¡± ¡°No, I know I have a long way to go to satisfy my wife.¡± She had no time to resolve his misunderstanding. He slammed his body so hard that her ass turned red. ¡°Argh¡­!¡± The sound of their bodies smashing together rang loudly in the temple. A completely different kind of pleasure spread throughout her body as he slowly stirred inside. ¡°Uhh, oh, Ohhhhh¡­!¡± She shouted to the point where it spread to the end of the wide hall. His beastly penting poured down her spine. She saw his blue tendons standing out on his hand as he gripped the platform she was on. Regardless of the position if she had to choose which one was better, Elysee would never be able to choose. Elysee had never met anyone comparable to Blake. Rip¡ª! ¡®Huh? What¡¯s this sound?¡¯ At the sudden ominous sound, Elysee slightly raised her head that was stuck against the platform. Suddenly, something felt empty, and the dress surrounding her body dangled over the staging. ¡®This guy ripped my dress again!¡¯ It was cumbersome, so he grabbed it and tore it apart with both hands. ¡®What are you doing? How am I going to get home?¡¯ Inside, she was screaming, but the only thing that still popped out of her mouth were moans. When the clothes that hindered him disappeared, he was really slamming into her like crazy. ¡°Ah, ahhh¡­..Ahh! So much, Mmm¡­. I love it so much¡­!¡± Her body, which betrayed her reason, was swept away by the waves of her orgasm, and had completely washed away. ¡®Yeah, it¡¯s already ripped. What can I do? There must be some workaround.¡¯ One of her strengths¡ªquick judgment and adaptability¡ªwere demonstrated again this time. Elysee, who quickly cleared her head, surrendered herself to this beastly sex. Blake Frozen, who is good at power, wealth, and sex, was really the best husband ever. *** Chapter 37 Elysee¡¯s eyes searched the floor. She was in Blake¡¯s arms. Although she was covering her waist with Blake¡¯s cloak, she was essentially lying naked on the altar of the temple. ¡®Something feels a little off.¡¯ She didn¡¯t believe in God in her lifetime before, but now she definitely knows that God exists. ¡®How amusing, thinking like this after having wild sex.¡¯ Chuckling to herself, Elysee glanced at Blake. He had fallen asleep with the most comfortable look on his face since she had met him. Elysee had no choice but to smile as a fantastically handsome man was hugging her like a treasure as he slept. Blake seemed to be sleeping deeply. There was faint moonlight leaking through the window. Elysee decided not to wake him up. Feeling somewhat cold, Elysee attempted to cover her shoulder with the cape, when a glimmer caught her eye. Her wedding ring on her ring finger, which was an Investigator¡¯s item in disguise, glowed faintly. ¡®¡­Hmm?¡¯ This was the first time such a thing happened, Elysee¡¯s eyes widened in surprise. She tapped on her ring, covering her head with the cape just in case Blake woke up. A panel display the size of a palm came to mind. A notification window popped up above the scenario script for . ¡ºWe discovered a new area. Do you want to update it on the map?¡» ¡®Updating the map? What does this mean?¡¯ She didn¡¯t recall Philip telling her that this would happen. ¡®Well, an update isn¡¯t a bad thing.¡¯ Elysee pressed the accept button for now. A thin horizontal bar was created where the notification window disappeared to inform the progress of the update. Elysee held her breath and waited for all the gauges of the horizontal bar to fill up. About 10 seconds later, the horizontal bar disappeared and a notification window appeared again. ¡ºAn error occurred. This is an area that cannot be marked on the map. Do you want to upgrade the operating system?¡» ¡®An area that can¡¯t be marked on the map?¡¯ This world in which she is now in was not a real place, but a world created by the author. Therefore, it was highly likely that places, events, etc other than the established worldview interfered when the setting wasn¡¯t described in detail by the author. Perhaps this ¡°Fantasy Lake¡± was one of those places. ¡®Upgrade operating system¡­.¡¯ Elysee quickly thought. ¡®What¡¯s bad about getting an upgrade? Let¡¯s give it a try.¡¯ Elysee pressed the accept button again this time. The horizontal bar began to rise again. Unlike before, it was very slow. ¡®Oh, gosh. Why are you so slow? If I get caught like this¡­¡­.¡¯ Not knowing when Blake would wake up, Elysee became uneasy. ¡®Huh? Wait¡­ What the hell is this¡­¡­.¡¯ As she stared at the screen, a sudden crazy thought occurred to her. Lucas, who was originally supposed to have possessed Blake¡¯s body, said he failed because of an unknown ¡°error.¡± For such a thing to happen, someone must have possessed Blake¡¯s body first, or there must be a fatal error in the character settings. And now Blake was freely using loopholes and spatial anomalies in this world. Was this all a coincidence? ¡®Possessed¡­ Possessed. Don¡¯t tell me Blake is a demon like Rex¡­¡­?¡¯ If he was also possessed, it was certain that he was not an Heavenly agent or Midlands Investigator. If so, Lucas or Mary would have known. The most comfortable hypothesis was to assume the character setting of Lucas Clanton, the original male character of and Blake went wrong somehow. However, she had to prepare for the possibility of that not being the reason. If Blake was a demon from the underworld or a third possessed person who has come over incorrectly from the real world, how should she respond? ¡®I hope not.¡¯ While she continued to think, the gauge of the horizontal bar was over 80 percent. ¡®Cheer up! It¡¯s just a little more!¡¯ As she was sweating and cheering for this world¡¯s wifi communication network, she could feel his body moving. Surprised, Elysee tried to calm her pounding heart and pretended to be asleep as if she was sleep talking, ¡®Uh-huh.¡¯ Whether she was awake or not, Blake moved his hands carefully. The moment Elysee felt him holding the end of the cloak, which was covering her head, Elysee hurriedly turned off the panel display. Just in time, he pulled down the covering, tucking her in with it below Elysee¡¯s neck, and affectionately stroked her disorganized hair. ¡°Elysee¡­¡± Even in this situation, his low and heavy voice sounded sweet to her ears. Elysee slowly lifted her eyelids as if she had just woken up. She didn¡¯t forget to de-focus her eyes, look at him and blink a couple of times before smiling brightly and shyly. ¡°Good morning, Blake.¡± ¡°Did I wake you up?¡± ¡°Hmm¡­ perhaps? But it¡¯s nice to see you as soon as I wake up.¡± ¡°Really?¡± A smile that seemed to melt down Blake¡¯s usually blank face spread. Kissing her forehead, he said, ¡°Shall we go back now?¡± ¡°Yes, but my dress¡­.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t have to worry about that.¡± First, Blake, who raised her upper body, plucked her and helped her get up. ¡°What?¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t I explain it earlier? This place is just a fantasy¡ªan illusion.¡± When Elysee stepped off the platform with him¡ª Whoosh¡ª! A breeze blew past them, making them close their eyes. When they opened them again, they returned to the lake where they first arrived to. ¡°Ah¡­!¡± In surprise, Elysee burst in an exclamation. From her torn dress to the shawl over her shoulders. Everything returned to the way it was. ¡®Oh my god. This is really amazing.¡¯ After Elysee looked around awe-strunk she looked up at Blake. He was watching her and smiling happily. He had a happy face like a boy who successfully boasted his treasure. ¡°Thank you for bringing me to this mysterious place.¡± ¡°Always, I will give you all the best things I have.¡± His clear blue eyes toward her proved his sincerity. Looking up at Blake¡¯s handsome face with admiration, Elysee internally lamented, ¡®Please don¡¯t be a demon.¡¯ Chapter 38 Elysee didn¡¯t know how time passed when she entered the illusion, but it was already past sunrise. The early morning sun glittered on the water. It was regrettable that Elysee could not enjoy this peaceful and beautiful scenery. What happened to the system upgrade was that the light on the ring had already disappeared. She was worried that it might have gone wrong, but there was no way to check until she was left alone. Holding his outstretched hand, Elysee left the lake with Blake. The knights who were waiting at the entrance of the forest stood, not looking any different from when they left. There was no sign of being tired. ¡°Lord.¡± Claude, the Knight General Commander, approached quickly and bowed his head. ¡°You worked hard all night. Let¡¯s go back.¡± At the appearance of the happy couple, Claude alternately looked at Elysee and Blake and replied vigorously, ¡°Yes!¡± Perhaps thanks to a deep sleep in the fantasy, Elysee was not very tired. ¡®How interesting.¡¯ If it were up to her original stamina, she would have been exhausted just by having sex with Blake. But now, Elysee walked a little after a long time, and her thighs and calves were okay except for being a tiny bit tight. Blake affectionately wrapped his arm around her waist to help her get on the wagon. ¡°Thank you.¡± Elysee¡¯s smiling eyes melted his stern expression again. The difference between his previous stern and cool expression beheld by the knights was so vast that he looked like someone else. ¡®He¡¯s cute.¡¯ Elysee sat side by side with him and waited for the carriage to depart. Absentmindedly, Elysee watched the knights climbing on their horses and suddenly met the eyes of a knight over Blake¡¯s shoulder. ¡®¡­Hmm.¡¯ It was Bart Ruos again. As soon as he made eye contact with Elysee, he hurriedly turned his head. However, even after that, she felt him glancing toward her whenever he had time. ¡®What¡¯s wrong with him?¡¯ No matter what the reason was, it seemed rather childish behavior. He was at least 20 years old and it didn¡¯t seem befitting of a skilled knight. Thinking that he should pay more attention, Elysee took her eyes off Bart. *** A message heralding their arrival must have passed through the outer castle, as Bernard, the head butler, and Kate, her maid, were waiting for them. ¡°Is everything okay?¡± At Blake¡¯s question, Bernard spoke to him in a cautious voice. ¡°The Count of Ruos is waiting for you.¡± Count Ruos was a vassal of Frozen and the father of Bart and Allen. ¡°The Count? I don¡¯t remember him setting an appointment.¡± ¡°He visited yesterday afternoon saying he had something to discuss with you urgently, so he hasn¡¯t left yet.¡± As Blake¡¯s gaze turned toward her, Elysee smiled and said: ¡°Go ahead. It must be important since he has been waiting to see you all this time.¡± ¡°¡­Alright. Go and rest. I¡¯ll be right there.¡± ¡®What do you mean you¡¯ll be coming over again¡ªso soon? No need to rush.¡¯ Elysee left him on the first floor and returned to her bedroom on the third floor. Kate, who followed Elysee in her room, helped her take off her clothes. The poor dress, which was once torn by Blake¡¯s tremendous grip in the fantasy realm, was still intact without any damage. It amazed her as she thought about it again. ¡°Shall I fetch some bath water?¡± ¡°Hm, yes please.¡± When Kate disappeared toward the bathroom, Elysee quickly lay in bed and covered herself with a blanket. It was time to check how the upgrade went because she was finally left alone. ¡®I hope the script didn¡¯t get deleted.¡¯ Elysee tapped the ring with a nervous feeling. As usual, a notification window appeared on the panel display. ¡ºSystem version upgrade ended abnormally. Components may be incomplete.¡» ¡®As expected, the upgrade failed.¡¯ Elysee pressed the confirmation button on the notification window and looked closely at the screen. Not only did the interface change, but there was also a menu bar that originally did not exist. ¡®What is this?¡¯ When she put her finger on the menu bar, the list came to mind. Elysee¡¯s eyes widened. ¡º¡±The Fallen Lover¡± (ch21) ? Script ? Introduction of Work ? View Characters ? Map.¡» Before the upgrade, there was only one script in it without having to choose a list. The title and channel display of the original work, introduction of the work, character list, and maps were all new items. Elysee pressed ¡°Introduction of Work¡± with excitement. ¡º¡±Components are incomplete.¡± Please complete the system upgrade.¡» ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Elysee then pressed ¡°View Characters¡± with anxiety. ¡º¡±Components are incomplete.¡± Please complete the system upgrade.¡» The same notification window popped up again. ¡°What? Nothing¡¯s working.¡± Abandoning any expectations, Elysee finally pressed the ¡°Map¡± item. ¡º¡±Components are incomplete.¡± Only limited information is available. Please complete the system upgrade.¡» The phrase in the notification window was slightly different from the previous two menus. When she turned off the notification window, black lines quickly drew on the screen and made a certain shape. ¡°Oh¡­¡± When it was completed, Elysee immediately recognized the drawing. ¡®It¡¯s a map of the Grand Duke¡¯s estate!¡¯ ***