IHMEB - Chapter 2 < Should I Take It Off? >
Having An Enemy's Baby
"Shall I take it off?"
Kaian flinched at the unexpected words.
In fact, the woman who boldly asked stood still like a doll, as if waiting for his words.
That appearance made his judgment, which had been very distorted, even more distorted.
"You seem pretty confident, right?"
Kaian looked her up and down.
Looking at her again, she was too small and too thin.
It was a body that looked insignificant and weak as if it could be broken with just one hand without using both hands.
'Is it possible to celebrate the first night of the night?'
Today was the first night for Kaian as well.
He was raised with strict training for successors. What the previous Duke emphasized most to him was,
'If you meet Vermonters, don't leave a single one alive, and the second thing was, don't sow seeds carelessly anywhere!'
Rowen, with its warm, mild climate and wide fertile soil, was a symbol of abundance.
Just like the Oberon proverb that says there are no damned beggars in the South, there was so much food that it rotted and it grew spontaneously. The job was to thin it out so that it wasn't too cheap and produce only the right amount of produce.
As a result, collateral blood relatives and vassals were all large families.
If you give birth to children, they will naturally grow up in the abundance of Rowan.
If Lord Rowan decided to become corrupt, the succession would likely be ruined.
In fact, several times in the history of the family, there have been stabbings in the family as government officials aimed to become the successor.
Therefore, all of Temnes' successors were raised under a strict and ascetic education.
The abundance and wealth of the land of Rowan was an endless temptation that would corrupt the soul of the head of the family.
Anyway, this was Kaian's first chance as a man to be hit, and it didn't seem like the woman would be able to take him down at all.
Just because he had no experience didn't mean he'd never seen an aroused woman.
This is because there was more than one girl who jumped into Kaian's bed like a moth. There were countless people who rushed to him, even though she left her husband, who was not her virgin.
Only the weak-hearted escorts who stayed in front of the bedroom door were cut off because the day was too long for the money handed to them by pretty girls like flowers.
The girl's request was something that would please the man.
The guards did not understand why listening to that was a reason to be kicked out. They could only guess that a girl who looked pretty in their eyes would not have been attractive to their lord.
The women who had been hiding in the bedroom and were suddenly kicked out were all hugging him with very violent gestures and pressing their heated bodies against him so that he could sense the heat and passion that accompanies the act even before they did anything.
Kaian suddenly became aware of the flow of his thoughts and became displeased.
'What. There's no need to worry about Vermont that much.'
He never wanted this marriage.
In the first place, Kaian was a very outstanding and great Lord and man.
Even though he was a party to a wedding, that was suddenly held by royal order, he was out of his mind.
He vaguely thought that he would at some point marry a woman of outstanding elegance and discretion and continue the glory of his family like the previous Dukes had done, but he never imagined that he would end up with such a messy marriage.
In fact, he was stimulated by a sense of rejection that seemed to be ingrained in his bones, and he avoided thinking about how he should treat the bride from Vermont.
The enemy's daughter.
The blood of enemies.
Vermont has dared to point its sword at Temnes for generations.
Is it his fault if the woman who inherited the dirty blood of Vermont overexerted herself or got hurt?
He blames her and her father, the Duke of Vermont, for crawling into his castle knowing how she would be treated in Rowan.
Her skinny body was visible beneath her thin underwear. Her body, curved and reflected in the fluttering candlelight, seemed like there wasn't much to see or touch.
"I don't think there will be much to look forward to even if I take it all off."
He sarcastically said that he had decided on how to deal with Vermont's blood.
Nevertheless, she did not move.
At the same time, he liked the fact that she was quiet compared to the squealing and panting women, but he consciously let go of the crush.
"It looks like Vermonte taught you some magic to please men even with your plain body, right?"
He sat down on the bed and scanned her with his eyes as if sizing her up.
"It's up to you whether the first night is celebrated properly tonight. You will have to move my heart."
The woman did not respond to Kaian's barrage of insults.
It's as if those words can't find fault with her.
It looked as if she was standing there, solid, like a statue carved out of soft ivory, waiting for the verbal abuse to pass.
"Do whatever you want."
Giving a generous opportunity was the best he could do for Vermont.
The woman's clothes slowly fell down in front of Kaian, who was half-reclining on the bed in an uncooperative manner.
He forgot what he was going to say and admired her female body.
Her neck was so thin and long that it supported her small head as if it could fit in one hand. The shoulders connected from there looked elegant with the collarbones clearly exposed due to being thin.
Below it, her feminine curves swelled and fell, falling in delicate lines from her pale peach knees to her slender ankles.
She wasn't vulgar when she stood up to his statement that if she couldn't seduce him.
She looked rather noble, like a Saint trying to show him her mercy.
At her touch, the buttons on Kaian's suit came undone one by one, and his upper body was soon exposed.
When the woman saw this, embarrassment finally appeared in her eyes. How could she have moved this far, but it seemed like she had no idea what to do with her voice.
Kaian felt like that attitude at least proved that this woman also had no experience, so Kaian became a little lenient.
Meanwhile, she lowered her head and kissed his chest, which was exposed through his torn robes.
Only then did she clearly feel the woman trembling slightly.
Kaian asked her as he savored the tingly feeling of her, pressing into his desire as it seeped into his body and pooled within him.
"What's your name?"
But the woman, who had not yet responded to his various insults, stiffened her body and trembled.
Her wide-open golden eyes were filled with complex emotions as if she had been struck by something she could not bear.
It twisted and unraveled his insides again. The mood was barely getting better, but she made it seem like he was a bad person.
"Don't make me say it twice. I asked what your name was."
A small sound that could not hide the trembling of her body answered his question.
"Claudel Quinn... It's Vermont."
Damn Vermont.
Kaian muttered softly to himself.
"Whether you become Claudel Quinn Temnes depends on your efforts tonight. I hope you try."
He got up and blew out the candle. It seemed like he could somehow do without seeing his young wife's red hair.
Soon his huge body overlapped the woman's.
***
Claudel Quinn Vermont.
It was unexpected that she, who was neither very pretty nor pretty, became the wife of Kaian Pluck Temnes, the war god who tripled the territory of Oberon's Kingdom.
Originally, Temnes and Vermont were credited with founding the Kingdom of Oberon and were the two horses in politics within the Kingdom.
Temnes, the indomitable sword, and Vermont, the guardian.
The armed families that ruled the battlefield and Vermont, who served as a bridge for diplomacy based on their excellent conversational skills and widespread marriage for generations, worked hard in their respective roles for the prosperity of the Kingdom of Oberon. Thanks to this, the Kingdom achieved peace day by day.
About two hundred years ago, something happened that seriously damaged the righteousness of two families.
In the first place, it was because the seats at the banquet were arranged in a disappointing way, or it was something trivial like unprepared seashells appearing in the dishes served to guests.
However, the problem was that the person who was offended by trivialities was the head of the largest political force in the Kingdom.
Those who built up their pride by accumulating hatred and evil toward each other gradually became more and more hostile and fought in all sorts of places, big and small.
As a long period of time passed, the hatred between Vermont in the north and Temnes in the south reached such a peak that even the residents of the territories turned towards their enemies even when spitting on the road.
When the power of the two families was equal, even if they fought fiercely, it was better. The problem was that the Valmonde region had been suffering from drought for ten years this year.
Valmonde, located in the north of Oberon's Kingdom, was originally a land with little farmland. Most of the territory consisted of mountains and frozen soil, and most of the residents worked in mines or mountains and fields. It was impossible to feed them with the harvest within the territory.
Vermont accumulated money by selling medicines, lumber, games, and precious ores from mines collected from the mountains of Valmonde's territory, and bought and stockpiled food with money.
However, as Valmonde's produce became poor due to a prolonged drought, the Duke of Temnes blocked the export of food to the north, as if he had been waiting for it.
As the food shortage in the territory worsened, the residents of the territory began to flee one by one, taking their families with them.
The most important things in maintaining a Lord's power were power and people. As starving residents fled, Valmonde's reputation quickly declined.
Kaian did not miss that opportunity.
There were rumors that they were preparing for a territorial war as if this was an opportunity to erase Temnes' grudge against Vermont.
The story ended with King Oberon mediating and sending the Duke of Vermont's daughter to Kaian, Duke of Temnes.
It was clear that if Temnes attacked the territory, the Vermont ducal family would be extinct.
Vermont's money and jewels became scarce after Temnes cracked down on the export of grain to the north. It was harsh to ask starving people to take up arms and fight.
The reason King Oberon openly tried to revive Vermont was for the external justification that he could not afford to lose an outstanding diplomatic talent.
If Vermont falls, no one can replace it. This is because an important axis of Vermont's diplomatic skills was marriage. Noble family members married into families that held executive positions in various countries, and sometimes married sons-in-law.
If we had to be honest, Kaian was a marriage he didn't want, and Claudel was a marriage she wanted.
The territory's residents, who had suffered from starvation for years, could not be forced to fight a war.
Moreover, this marriage allows Temnes to export food to the northern region.
He was fortunate that there was something he could do for the starving children.
***
The next day, Claudel woke up early in the morning and had to quickly get dressed.
She complained of her pain, her body creaking as she suffered until dawn, but she was used to enduring pain.
"Cough. Cough."
Hannah asked worriedly, seeing her coughing bitterly.
"I guess you caught a cold from the rain yesterday."
"I know."
"I'll get you some medicine."
With only one day's work under her belt, Hannah seemed to realize that if she was asked here, she wouldn't be able to do it.
Claudel smiled as she looked at her spirited maid.
After a while, the butler from the castle of the Lord came to receive her.
Even though she had passed the first night, her wedding wasn't completely over yet.
She had to go to the tombs of the successive dukes of Temnes in the basement of the castle to pay her respects as the next mistress.
The dark, damp basement stairs were slippery as if water was flowing.
As Claudel held Hannah's hand and carefully got down, she saw a huge underground cave filled with stone tombs.
The floor was dug the coffin was placed, and a tombstone with a name and accomplishments engraved on it was seen.
Among them, there was a newly created tomb in the middle.
Kaian Pluck Temnes.
Claudel Quinn Temnes.
It was Kaian and her place.
Claudel gently touched her cold, smooth tombstone.
What else can be engraved under this stone with only a name engraved on it?
The man who told her last night that it was up to her whether she could write her name in Temnes still didn't seem to have the heart to throw her away.
If she looks at the way her grave was made.
At that time, she heard Kaian's cold voice from behind me.
"Do you like the place where you can rest in peace?"
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