The ceiling of the bedroom I saw as soon as I opened my eyes was different from the ceiling I usually saw.
The ceiling of the bedroom in the annex where I stayed was blue.
But for some reason, a purple ceiling with ornate golden patterns was now visible.
That wasn't all.
"It's warm..."
I couldn't feel the biting cold that had been penetrating my bones at all.
A warm and affectionate feeling that I had never felt even in the palace enveloped my whole body like fluffy wool.
As soon as I realized I was in an unfamiliar place, I looked around to get a feel for the situation.
Then, soon, I was struck by an eerie shock.
“Kishian...?”
My body was so warm that I thought I was wrapped in something like a cotton blanket.
But what wrapped me wasn't just a simple blanket.
As soon as I discovered Kishian, naked, hugging my waist. I jumped up.
'Why is this guy here?'
The warmth that felt good must have been Kishian's body temperature.
I never thought I'd be defenseless in the arms of a man who hated me.
I was so surprised that I quickly sat up and froze, and then I was hit by the second shock.
"..."
I was naked.
It was already embarrassing enough that Kishian was naked, but even I was naked.
With trembling hands, I lifted the blanket that had been roughly covered over my body.
I guess I should be thankful that only the underwear underneath was still on.
It was a time when I stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.
"Are you in your right mind?"
As if he had woken up from my rustling, Kishian jumped up and grabbed my shoulder.
Before answering him, I first raised my hand and covered my chest.
I was only wearing underwear on the bottom, and the top was naked, so it would have been quite embarrassing if I didn't cover it up.
But Kishian was neither shy nor showed his desire.
Rather, he was looking at me. And he looked quite anxious.
"Aren't you asking if I'm awake?
"You're still unconscious-"
"Did you faint?"
Only when he asked that question in bewilderment did relief cross Kishian's face.
It was a reaction I had never seen before.
He had never shown this kind of anxiety or relief.
While I was surprised by the unusual sight, he let out a long sigh and wiped his face with his hand.
"You were down with a fever. For two whole days."
"Fever..."
I think I finally understand what happened.
I had a feeling of fever rising slightly before I went to bed, and it seemed like it had finally become a disease.
I must have been suffering from a loss of consciousness.
For some reason, Kishian noticed that I was in that state, and it seemed like he saved me for the time being.
If he lets the Grand Duchess freeze to death in the Grand Duke's residence, he will become the subject of gossip.
It seemed that the reason he was hugging me naked was to quickly melt my frozen body with his body temperature.
Still, I didn't think we would just strip it off like this.
Even though we had already been together for three years, I was still a little embarrassed, so I slowly pulled the blanket over my chest and covered it.
That was when.
"Why on earth didn't you tell me?"
"What..."
I flinched in surprise at the sharp question that was thrown at me as if asking a question.
He slowly lowered his hand and stared at me, his eyes tightly pressed against the corners of his eyes as if he were tired.
"You could have just come to me and said you were cold."
"..."
"You don't want to hear any complaints from someone like me? To the point where you'd rather just stay out in the cold until you collapse from a fever?"
I felt that his gaze and tone of voice had become colder than before.
Something is dangerous. The moment that thought crossed my mind, that premonition inevitably became reality.
"...What are you doing?"
When I asked him why, he suddenly pushed me down on the bed and sneered.
"I suddenly got angry when I saw you come back from the dead. Isn't it because you still don't realize your situation that this happened?"
"...My situation?"
"You married me."
"..."
"Even if you loved another man at one time, I'm your husband now."
He stared at me with such an open gaze that it seemed as if he was going to tear at my soul, as I was placed under him.
"I'm your husband, and you still can't accept it. So you build up your unnecessary pride and continue to end up like this."
"..."
"Should I teach you clearly even if it means using my body? Who should you rely on?"
His upper body slowly bent towards me.
Even though our lips were so close that our breaths were touching, there was no way to avoid it.
He had already taken hold of my two hands with his strong grip and subdued them, and leisurely enjoyed me being unable to move.
I felt soft lips brushing against my ear.
His lips were hot, unlike his voice which was cold enough to make my heart ache.
The body that remembered the pleasure of that night three years ago did not seem to dislike the current situation.
Regardless of my will, heat rose from deep within my lower abdomen.
If I had pressed down hard, my body wouldn't have gotten this hot.
However, unlike his usual rough attitude, his movements were infinitely gentle and soft.
It felt like every part of my lips and tongue was melting.
I barely managed to open my frozen mouth and shout.
"Wait, wait a minute! So suddenly..."
"Do you think it's sudden? I gave you enough time."
A voice with a faint sense of excitement continued to penetrate my ear.
"Even while you were lying sick and in a coma, I continued to wait patiently. It's your fault that you still haven't accepted me. It's your fault for not coming to me even after being slapped, drowned, and freezing to death."
Before I knew it, his thing, which had become hot and hard, was pressing heavily against the inside of my thigh.
"I have truly endured as much as I could."
Even after hearing those words, I wasn't so naive as to not know what would happen a little later.
We're going to do the same thing we did that night, and I won't have any veto power.
There was no choice but to simply accept the emotions and pleasure that this man was pouring out.
There may be no other way, but there was one last thing I wanted to say.
I pushed away his thick shoulders, barely able to straighten out my fading mind.
"Do you think I didn't ask you for help just because of my pride?"
Contrary to my expectation that he would just ignore it, he paused for a moment.
He stopped there as if trying to listen to what I was saying, then quickly raised his head again and looked at me.
"...If not that?"
While Kishian paused for a moment, I pulled my body towards the head of the bed.
Luckily, he didn't force me to lie down.
Thanks to that, I got one last chance to vent, and I gladly did.
"Pride... Yeah, that's part of it. I didn't want to bow down to you. I didn't want to feel sorry for someone who hated me."
"..."
"But there is a more fundamental reason..."
I paused for a moment as a new sadness choked my throat.
After calming down a bit, I opened my mouth again.
"I didn't have any expectations. There's no way you'd help me."
"..."
"I'm not stupid enough to expect that."
Kishian remained silent, and I gently stroked his cheek.
He didn't avoid my touch.
No, rather, it seemed like it couldn't be avoided.
He just stood there as if frozen by the unexpected words, allowing the touch to reach him.
So I continued speaking without taking my hand away.
"Isn't that what you want anyway? The woman you brought in for revenge is complaining about pain. Why would you bother helping me?"
"..."
"Even if I said it was hard, you probably wouldn't have thought of helping me anyway, right? Instead of helping me, you probably would have laughed at me, saying I looked good."
He is a man who has consistently despised and hated me since the moment we met.
What can I expect from such an opponent?
Suddenly as if he had more to say, Kishian moved his lips.
Those are nice-looking lips, but what will flow out between them this time will be sharp verbal abuse.
So I didn't give him a chance to talk.
"Keep going."
I explained to him kindly when he asked me with his eyes, "What?"
"That's what you were going to do. You were going to force me into a hug and humiliate me."
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