Dreams often take on a random form, but other cases often reflect one’s own psychological state.
‘… … ‘
And Euphemia was momentarily lost in her lucid dream.
Because the full moon over the beautiful window, the moonlight shining down there, combined with the warm light in the room, was creating a dreamy landscape… …
Because he was sitting on the chair and was almost in full term.
Although this may not have been expressed outwardly, was this a reflection of the psychological compensation that Fersen was worried about taking Alfred’s second daughter as a concubine?
The future self, not too close or not too far away, with a slight smile on his lips, looked at him kindly as if he had nothing to worry about.
‘then… … ‘
where is he
It was a sudden thought, but the dream seems to have reflected it… …
Ferzen stepped in through the open door, slowly approached her future self, stroking her near-term belly with affectionate hands, and began to give her a gentle kiss.
side.
An unfamiliar sound echoes.
It was likely that he was ashamed enough, but the future self did not even blush as if he was used to receiving such affection, but instead smiled a bewitching smile and hugged his back with both hands.
The overflowing space and the characteristic bewitching maturity were Euphemia, where I felt a sense of alienation for a moment, wondering if it was really me… …
“Huh, huh… … ”
After pulling up the negligee’s skirt, Ferzen’s action of kissing her with her white belly was cleared up when she saw him groaning strangely.
The future self, who had been groaning for a long time, hugged Ferzen’s head with a colorful face, and quietly made eye contact with himself who was watching the scene… …
nothing to worry about
He is still a good husband up to this moment.
The shape of the mouth indicates the oblique muscle.
Shake!
“… … ”
The dream ended there.
Precisely, the mind returned to the real world as if cast out, not to spy any more until the next happy moment.
Unlike in the dream that was at night, a room with warm sunlight shining down on it.
Carefully turning my head, I saw Ferzen sitting next to me.
“Did the fever go down a bit?”
Nice low-pitched voice.
His distinctive large hand resting on his forehead.
At the love that had permeated there, Euphemia looked at him blankly for a moment, then moved the hand on her forehead to her cheek and rubbed like a child.
“yes… … ”
It felt like the lingering worries were disappearing.
* * * * *
June 9th.
5:30 p.m.
When Yuriel saw the carriage engraved with Alfred’s design stopped outside the house Ferzen had provided, she quietly got up.
She didn’t have anything to bring from this house anyway, so she opened the door and went outside, leaving traces of her life intact.
“long time no see.”
“Are you excited? Miss Yuriel.”
“yes. Go… … ”
Giving a smile to the coachman, Yuriel got into the carriage.
Returning to the mansion located in the capital, after having been away for such a long time, Yuriel went into the bathroom with the maids who followed her politely and received a sincere service.
Perfume is not sprayed
Tonight, which will be the first night, there is nothing more enchanting than your own body type.
“Black! What are you doing?”
“It is to relieve tight or tight muscles.”
“You’re doing something you shouldn’t have done. Did your grandfather do it?”
“Yes.”
At the hands of the maids who stretched out their hands and massaged them around the waist and crotch, Yuriel flinched as she panicked.
“It is said that the more the hip joint is released, the higher the sensitivity.”
“It’s different too… … ”
There was no absurdity, so Yuriel sighed.
Of course, the maids massaged Yuriel’s body and gently loosened the stiff muscles near the hip joint.
After that, when I got out of the bathroom, it was 6:30 PM.
Yuriel headed straight to the dressing room and changed into a pure white dress.
He probably preferred a neat black suit, so it was probably the choice of color to match it harmoniously.
In addition, he did not use ornaments to decorate.
I don’t know about Gerrard, but Ferzen didn’t like that.
Yes, even if it is actually in the form of an auction.
Yuriel herself is being wrapped up only for Ferzen.
“it’s over.”
After a long time, the maids lower their hands.
And with her half-closed eyes open, Yuriel didn’t say anything for a while as she looked at herself in the mirror with light makeup.
“Is there anything you don’t like?”
“no… … let’s go.”
Shaking her head at the maid’s question, Yuriel lifted the skirt of her dress slightly and took a step forward.
When entering the secret room, there is usually no ceremony.
There was only one case where the ceremony was held, since there was only one circumstance that the husband would openly treat his concubine over his wife.
‘so… … ‘
Even if you don’t want it to be cold.
At that time, like a picture I saw on the street a long time ago.
Yuriel herself also wanted to be engraved with Ferzen.
* * * * *
squeaky.
A luxurious carriage stops in front of the mansion purchased in the name of the Alfred family, located in the center of the capital.
The engraved pattern is a flying blue hawk.
From anyone’s point of view, the head of the north—the Aslan family was represented.
jerk.
Unsurprisingly, the person who appeared from behind the door of the carriage that opened quietly was a man with his characteristic silvery gray hair——Gerard.
He was neatly dressed in a blue suit made to order by Azelia, and his face was full of nervousness, even though he didn’t want to show off.
In any case, the opponent of the competition was Brutein’s enemy.
‘time is… … ‘
10 minutes before 7pm.
Thinking he had arrived at a not-so-bad time, Gerrard adjusted his clothes and entered the mansion.
However, Gerrard reflexively frowned at the place where a sumptuous dinner had been served, which had arrived under the guidance of the maids.
Because the supper that was served was so clearly consistent with what Ferzen had said in the dining room at the time.
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Main dish of goat meat.Fruits that are not overly sweet.
‘Even the elderly are making fun of me.’
His expression calmly pretended not to waver, but Gerrard clenched his fists tightly and said hello to Corleone and sat down on the chair.
… … The time is 5 minutes before 7 o’clock.
Still, Ferzen had not appeared.
‘Are you thinking of appearing on time?’
Thinking that he had planned a needlessly childish fight to slap himself, Gerrard lightly drank wine and looked at Yuriel.
A pure white dress that goes well with her fair and fair skin.
He seemed to be dressed elegantly, but perhaps because of his large breasts, the lustful mixture of graceful elegance instinctively elicits a filthy desire that makes him want to paint that white color with his own color.
“… … ”
Perhaps he noticed his gaze, or when Yuriel, who met his eyes, immediately turned his head, Gerard raised the corner of his mouth sullenly.
Second to the fact that he made fun of the heart that was given with consideration and good intentions.
She called herself a member of the family.
‘so… … Even if I win the bid, I have no regrets.’
I don’t know if it’s dealing with people.
Because handling things was pretty rough.
Five minutes passed like that, and it was 7:00 PM… …
In the end, Ferzen didn’t show up.
‘ha ha ha… … !’
I don’t know why.
I don’t know why, but thanks to that, Gerrard felt more relaxed and could lean back comfortably on the backrest.
But after another 10 minutes.
Even after an additional 30 minutes.
As Corleone didn’t open her mouth, Gerrard felt choked.
It was like being a member of a troupe.
A situation in which the actor in the lead role did not come and the drama could not be uploaded.
“I… … Not a bridesmaid. old man.”
Gerrard said to Corleone, who sat still and didn’t take a sip of water from her mouth, as if time had stopped.
Even if the opponent was an old man of the Alfred family, who ruled the dark district, this was too much of an exaggeration and disregard.
“… … ”
And after hearing those words, Corleone looked away from the unopened door and stared at Gerard quietly.
gulp.
Reflex, the saliva passes through the back of the throat.
Gerrard clenched his loose fist again.
Corleone’s tyrannical, tyrannical gaze.
All the small wrinkles on his face were crawling like snakes and staring at him, and just facing them, Gerrard could feel his whole body accelerating.
I wonder if the illusion of being eaten by a snake or a blue hawk that can be said to be a family emblem flickers in front of my eyes.
“okay… … Take it.”
Eventually, at the end of the eons, when Corleone uttered a short word, Gerrard was able to breathe out and catch his breath.
And when Corleone started eating, Gerard grabbed the knife, but his fingertips were trembling, so he couldn’t even chop the meat properly.
Of course, the food I barely put in my mouth at the end… …
It was so cold that it didn’t taste good.
Where is he?
Hmmm