The night of the first night.
The female waits for the male to come to hunt her in the nest.
The kiss begins after the veil is removed.
Because that is the starting point of announcing dominance.
Soon, the sound of the door opening was heard.
When Sepia raised her head, the veil covering her face swayed like a mist.
Quietly, slowly.
Sepia guessed that he would approach like a beast about to hunt a herbivore.
However.
“...!”
With the unstoppable steps, the veiled chin was lifted.
He was visible beyond the hazy vision due to the thin fabric.
The kiss without the veil caused a soft friction on her delicate lips, creating a strange sensation.
“Roxanne...”
As she softly said her husband’s name, the kiss continued.
The sensation of her lips touching as she slightly lifted the veil and their flesh mixed brought ecstasy.
The vivid heat covered the scars of the past.
Looking at herself in the mirror, all her worries seemed to be in vain.
Suddenly, the period of liberation came to mind.
Even in a state of half-consciousness, Roxanne desperately controlled his body so as not to hurt her.
He didn’t explain this, but Sepia could sense his self-control.
Just like now.
Sepia wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear.
“Do whatever you want. I want to.”
To the point where she couldn’t think of anything.
His hands stopped at the whisper.
“...My Empress seems to know how to provoke me too well.”
“Because I'm your wife.”
Finally, Roxanne’s face was visible to her naked eyes, her veil lifted.
His slightly distorted eyebrows and bridge of his nose. His frowning lips were all expressions she had been waiting for.
Her gown fell under the bed.
Roxanne’s mark was already engraved on Sepia’s nape.
However, the first night they would spend together today was different.
Complete imprinting.
The Emperor and Empress’s acceptance of each other as companions was an absolute command that even the goddess’s illness would avoid.
A thin hand swept Roxanne’s nape and headed toward his chest.
The twitching muscle movement beneath her fingertips infused heat.
“I also wanted to carve it. An indelible mark.”
The seal of a companion is invisible on the outside. It is only engraved on the heart, becoming a device that allows them to feel each other.
The feeling of the inside of the chest being pressed by fire.
It was more joy than pain.
Under the sensation of the opening and your realm filling it.
The indelible night was beginning.
Imperial Year 789.
Four years after Roxanne Claude and Sepia Ishtar became Emperor and Empress, the empire was achieving a time of peace that would be remembered throughout history.
All seasons of this land were peaceful, to the point where people who starved and froze to death or died of heat were a thing of the past.
The Emperor protected the empire.
The Empress prospered the empire.
The people of the empire praised them for being faithful to their roles as mothers and fathers of this land.
Winter ended and early spring came.
Sepia was having tea time in the Empress’s garden where birds were chirping.
It was just February since the new year had begun.
According to the imperial calendar, the real year was considered to be a new year starting from February.
This year’s national fortune was good.
The greatest fortune since she became the new Empress continued, and this year marked a period of stability.
There could be no better time.
Isn’t this the most fitting time?
It was when she absentmindedly reached out to her cup while looking out over the garden covered with trees.
The soft scent of the tea strangely grated on her nerves.
It was clearly a tea that had been going down well until yesterday.
“What’s wrong, Your Majesty?”
“Oh, nothing.”
Sepia shook her head at the maid’s question.
Although she answered no, Sepia didn’t take a single sip of tea until she left.
The strange situation continued even after tea time.
Especially lunch today.
It was the time when she sat with the maids because she couldn’t eat with Roxanne due to a meeting with the ministers.
Because the seafood dishes she enjoyed in Leopold were so good, Sepia often sought out the food there in the palace.
The shellfish and seafood caught at the end of winter looked especially fresh with lemon.
“Wow, look at the oysters, Your Majesty.”
The maids who had developed a taste for seafood thanks to Sepia were also amazed at the food served.
“That’s right.”
Oysters were also one of her favorite ingredients. She nodded along with the maid’s words, but for some reason, she didn’t feel hungry. Like rocks or trees. Like having something inedible right in front of her.
No, maybe it was more than that.
“Let’s eat.”
Still, she had to start eating.
She might simply not have felt hungry.
It was a month when she had a lot to worry about due to the budget allocation for the palace.
She was carefully putting the raw oysters sprinkled with hot sauce and lemon to her lips.
“Ugh...”
“Your Majesty?!”
The maids, startled by the sudden nausea, quickly got up.
The large oyster shells spun around on the table.
She couldn’t even touch the large, fresh meat with her tongue and just dropped it.
“I’m fine.”
“But...!”
Sepia wiped her mouth.
She still felt nauseous, but once she got her mouth out of the cave, she felt like she could live.
Something was strange.
After a brief silence, the hands that had been caressing Sepia’s back exchanged glances.
‘No way.’
The maids and Sepia had the same thoughts.
However, no one dared to say that out loud.
Four years had already passed since she had become the new Empress.
During that time, there had been no news of the grandson.
Everything was fine until the first year.
There was still plenty of time.
However, as each year passed, the grandson’s absence began to eat away at Sepia. She began to suspect that she was really a barbarian, as rumors had previously circulated.
There were no problems with their relationship.
Rather, they were overflowing with happiness.
However, there was no news of new life.
Every time that happened, Sepia began to search for herbs and remedies that were said to help with pregnancy and put them into practice.
Repeated expectations and disappointments.
Finally, one fall in the third year.
Roxanne said as he watched his beloved wife wither away.
'The Empress is already perfect in your very existence. So don't be anxious. This is not the Empress's problem, but ours. So, let go of your anxiety and look at me.'
Her husband's words made Sepia look back.
After that, she was able to reduce her obsession with pregnancy.
She stopped calling the court lady every day until her feet were worn out, and she also stopped swallowing the bitter herbs that she had been told would help her get pregnant.
As Roxanne said, when she let go of her anxiety, her life became comfortable and stable.
And so a new spring came.
Sepia tried to calm her heart, which was pounding with anticipation, and stay calm.
"I don't feel well. Could you call the court lady? Unofficially?"
"I'll go."
Madam Remody left the dining room.
Meanwhile, Sepia returned to the bedroom, supported by her maids.
After a while, the lady came inside with the court lady, her back slightly bent.
The female hedgehog had special glasses because her eyes were not good during the day due to her species' characteristics.
However, because her eyesight was poor, her other developed senses were more sensitive than the other palace doctors. Especially when it came to new life.
“Excuse me, Your Majesty. I heard that you are not feeling well.”
“The food that I used to eat well is not working. For the past few days... I have been feeling blocked up.”
The female waits for the male to come to hunt her in the nest.
The kiss begins after the veil is removed.
Because that is the starting point of announcing dominance.
Soon, the sound of the door opening was heard.
When Sepia raised her head, the veil covering her face swayed like a mist.
Quietly, slowly.
Sepia guessed that he would approach like a beast about to hunt a herbivore.
However.
“...!”
With the unstoppable steps, the veiled chin was lifted.
He was visible beyond the hazy vision due to the thin fabric.
The kiss without the veil caused a soft friction on her delicate lips, creating a strange sensation.
“Roxanne...”
As she softly said her husband’s name, the kiss continued.
The sensation of her lips touching as she slightly lifted the veil and their flesh mixed brought ecstasy.
The vivid heat covered the scars of the past.
Looking at herself in the mirror, all her worries seemed to be in vain.
Suddenly, the period of liberation came to mind.
Even in a state of half-consciousness, Roxanne desperately controlled his body so as not to hurt her.
He didn’t explain this, but Sepia could sense his self-control.
Just like now.
Sepia wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear.
“Do whatever you want. I want to.”
To the point where she couldn’t think of anything.
His hands stopped at the whisper.
“...My Empress seems to know how to provoke me too well.”
“Because I'm your wife.”
Finally, Roxanne’s face was visible to her naked eyes, her veil lifted.
His slightly distorted eyebrows and bridge of his nose. His frowning lips were all expressions she had been waiting for.
Her gown fell under the bed.
Roxanne’s mark was already engraved on Sepia’s nape.
However, the first night they would spend together today was different.
Complete imprinting.
The Emperor and Empress’s acceptance of each other as companions was an absolute command that even the goddess’s illness would avoid.
A thin hand swept Roxanne’s nape and headed toward his chest.
The twitching muscle movement beneath her fingertips infused heat.
“I also wanted to carve it. An indelible mark.”
The seal of a companion is invisible on the outside. It is only engraved on the heart, becoming a device that allows them to feel each other.
The feeling of the inside of the chest being pressed by fire.
It was more joy than pain.
Under the sensation of the opening and your realm filling it.
The indelible night was beginning.
***
Imperial Year 789.
Four years after Roxanne Claude and Sepia Ishtar became Emperor and Empress, the empire was achieving a time of peace that would be remembered throughout history.
All seasons of this land were peaceful, to the point where people who starved and froze to death or died of heat were a thing of the past.
The Emperor protected the empire.
The Empress prospered the empire.
The people of the empire praised them for being faithful to their roles as mothers and fathers of this land.
Winter ended and early spring came.
Sepia was having tea time in the Empress’s garden where birds were chirping.
It was just February since the new year had begun.
According to the imperial calendar, the real year was considered to be a new year starting from February.
This year’s national fortune was good.
The greatest fortune since she became the new Empress continued, and this year marked a period of stability.
There could be no better time.
Isn’t this the most fitting time?
It was when she absentmindedly reached out to her cup while looking out over the garden covered with trees.
The soft scent of the tea strangely grated on her nerves.
It was clearly a tea that had been going down well until yesterday.
“What’s wrong, Your Majesty?”
“Oh, nothing.”
Sepia shook her head at the maid’s question.
Although she answered no, Sepia didn’t take a single sip of tea until she left.
The strange situation continued even after tea time.
Especially lunch today.
It was the time when she sat with the maids because she couldn’t eat with Roxanne due to a meeting with the ministers.
Because the seafood dishes she enjoyed in Leopold were so good, Sepia often sought out the food there in the palace.
The shellfish and seafood caught at the end of winter looked especially fresh with lemon.
“Wow, look at the oysters, Your Majesty.”
The maids who had developed a taste for seafood thanks to Sepia were also amazed at the food served.
“That’s right.”
Oysters were also one of her favorite ingredients. She nodded along with the maid’s words, but for some reason, she didn’t feel hungry. Like rocks or trees. Like having something inedible right in front of her.
No, maybe it was more than that.
“Let’s eat.”
Still, she had to start eating.
She might simply not have felt hungry.
It was a month when she had a lot to worry about due to the budget allocation for the palace.
She was carefully putting the raw oysters sprinkled with hot sauce and lemon to her lips.
“Ugh...”
“Your Majesty?!”
The maids, startled by the sudden nausea, quickly got up.
The large oyster shells spun around on the table.
She couldn’t even touch the large, fresh meat with her tongue and just dropped it.
“I’m fine.”
“But...!”
Sepia wiped her mouth.
She still felt nauseous, but once she got her mouth out of the cave, she felt like she could live.
Something was strange.
After a brief silence, the hands that had been caressing Sepia’s back exchanged glances.
‘No way.’
The maids and Sepia had the same thoughts.
However, no one dared to say that out loud.
Four years had already passed since she had become the new Empress.
During that time, there had been no news of the grandson.
Everything was fine until the first year.
There was still plenty of time.
However, as each year passed, the grandson’s absence began to eat away at Sepia. She began to suspect that she was really a barbarian, as rumors had previously circulated.
There were no problems with their relationship.
Rather, they were overflowing with happiness.
However, there was no news of new life.
Every time that happened, Sepia began to search for herbs and remedies that were said to help with pregnancy and put them into practice.
Repeated expectations and disappointments.
Finally, one fall in the third year.
Roxanne said as he watched his beloved wife wither away.
'The Empress is already perfect in your very existence. So don't be anxious. This is not the Empress's problem, but ours. So, let go of your anxiety and look at me.'
Her husband's words made Sepia look back.
After that, she was able to reduce her obsession with pregnancy.
She stopped calling the court lady every day until her feet were worn out, and she also stopped swallowing the bitter herbs that she had been told would help her get pregnant.
As Roxanne said, when she let go of her anxiety, her life became comfortable and stable.
And so a new spring came.
Sepia tried to calm her heart, which was pounding with anticipation, and stay calm.
"I don't feel well. Could you call the court lady? Unofficially?"
"I'll go."
Madam Remody left the dining room.
Meanwhile, Sepia returned to the bedroom, supported by her maids.
After a while, the lady came inside with the court lady, her back slightly bent.
The female hedgehog had special glasses because her eyes were not good during the day due to her species' characteristics.
However, because her eyesight was poor, her other developed senses were more sensitive than the other palace doctors. Especially when it came to new life.
“Excuse me, Your Majesty. I heard that you are not feeling well.”
“The food that I used to eat well is not working. For the past few days... I have been feeling blocked up.”
Sepia hesitated and confessed her symptoms.
Last year, she had even created these symptoms by eating herself, so even now she felt like she was lying.
“I see. Could you extend your hand for a moment?”
The palace doctor raised her glasses with a serious expression.
The reason Sepia often visited this palace doctor was because her attitude was always serious and cautious.
Although it had been a long time since she had visited the palace doctor, Sepia felt relieved by her unchanging attitude and extended her arm.
The palace doctor carefully examined the Empress’s pulse and narrowed her eyes.
“Your pulse is still irregular, isn’t it?”
“Yes. It’s been four months.”
It had been irregular to begin with, but this time it seemed to be a little later.
That was why she was looking forward to it even more. Sepia thought to herself.
'Just don't be disappointed.'
As an Empress, all of this would be her chance.
When Sepia calmly lowered her eyes, the palace doctor congratulated her with an unprecedented smile.
“Congratulations, Your Majesty. The precious Grandson has arrived. Judging by your heartbeat, you've already filled three months, but it's been so dry that it's not apparent to the naked eye."
“...Is that true?”
“Yes. His heartbeat is very strong. He has entered a stable period, so please drink without worrying too much.”
Her voice trembled. She couldn’t believe that this was really real, more than the anticipation that was rising.
However, this wasn’t a dream, it was real.
Sepia carefully hugged her lower abdomen.
She felt like she was going to cry, so she bit the flesh inside her mouth to barely control her emotions.
There was someone she wanted to see the most right now.
“...Is His Majesty finished with the meeting?”
“I think he has. I will go and see.”
In fact, it was still a long time before the meeting ended.
She had never once interrupted his work.
But just this once.
“Please.”
With Sepia’s words, Madame Remody hurried out of the bedroom.
How long had she waited?
Roxanne’s face appeared beyond the suddenly opened door.
“Empress? Where does it hurt?”
He must have been in a hurry.
Remody was nowhere to be seen, and his hardened face showed tension and impatience.
Perhaps Madame Remody had not told him the exact reason.
“...Your Majesty.”
“Empress... No. Sepia.”
Sepia was crying. No, she was laughing.
She was held in the arms of the person she loved most.
Roxanne held his breath at the confession she whispered softly.
He stared blankly at his wife, then soon filled her small body into his arms.
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