Three years later.
Time passed surprisingly quickly.
The land was fertile, the sea was calm, and a new era began with the mages who came out of the tower. In addition, a good harvest continued, and the continent was entering a new heyday.
The main pillar of this was definitely Semele. The King and his wife, who are favored by the gods, and the Prince, who opened the beginning of a good harvest from the time he was conceived.
Moreover, rumors spread to the ends of the continent that the couple loved each other dearly, and everyone envied Semele. And they hoped that the present, which is peaceful, peaceful, and full of warmth, would not change.
...Of course, 'warm' could have been a little different depending on the point of view.
"None of them are doing their job properly."
The King's voice sounded like a thunderbolt. The courtiers bowed their heads heavily with hot faces.
"No one expected this situation. Is it your role to wait for me to give you a solution?"
"I have no face, Your Majesty."
An old Courtier replied in a creeping voice. But he only brought more anger to the young King. The King hated the incompetent the most.
"Duke of Satore, Marquis of Wood, and Marquis of Horace. All those involved in the above... dismissed!"
Boom!
The courtiers' heads swept around. The King's head, which was sitting on the throne a few steps up, also turned to the open door.
A monster.
There was a cute footstep, and he jumped onto the stretched purple carpet.
"Daddy!"
The lovely alchemy hair rushed under the throne. The young King's eyebrows twitched subtly as he tried to blow away the titles of some of the high-ranking nobles.
"...Prince. What's going on here?"
"My mom is on my back!"
While the nanny, who couldn't even follow him, froze. The child ran over with a bright smile and fell right in front of the platform.
"I..."
"Hah."
With a short sigh, the courtiers were surprised and nervous. Those who were surprised to see the Prince appearing in the vacancy for the first time even stomped their feet.
The King's mood was very bad now. Moreover, the King hated to be disturbed by his work.
All the nobles knew that there were no exceptions. For more than 15 years, every day they saw him, the young King had a ruthless disposition.
The courtiers broke out in a cold sweat and reflexively closed their eyes tightly. Surely the King's fury... soon pour out!
"Kya!"
"Be quiet."
Stride.
The courtiers' faces were blank. The King walked down with an expressionless face and sat back on the throne with the little Prince in his arms.
The little Prince, on his lap, grinned with the same face as the Queen.
"Daddy. This is a bar!"
Hooked.
Then he committed a catastrophe by squeezing the hidden paint into the King's robe.
Whoa.
The courtiers were so shocked that their jaws dropped. The elegant cream-colored clothes were all messed up with sticky purple paint.
"Now you're with me!"
Only the little Prince clapped his hands innocently and liked it.
The chief of the chamberlain rushed over and hurriedly wiped the clothes with a handkerchief, but the clothes were already Irreparable. While the courtiers were bewildered with a hot face, the King bit the chamberlain with an expressionless face.
"Duke Satore, bring me the previous year's report."
"Yes?! Oh... yes!"
And the meeting continued. With the Prince on his lap, dressed in a messy outfit.
The courtiers wondered if it was okay or if it was really okay, but the King was silent.
"Kya!"
"What's missing?"
"It's five thousand dots. Regarding..."
For the first time in history, a meeting was held with a Prince who was less than four years old. The King still had a cold face, and he looked at the documents carefully and stamped them.
"Daddy. Daddy!"
"Daddy us working."
...While saying something quite ticklish!
'Dad? Dad?'
'What did I hear just now?!!'
The wide-eyed courtiers secretly exchanged glances throughout the meeting. Finally, the King, who had passed the last papers, stood up with the Prince in his arms.
"I will only move on this time. Report back to me tomorrow after the restoration is completed."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"Yes!"
"Daddy. Then what are you going to do now?"
"Yes. Let's do it now."
The King seemed indifferent, but he replied steadily and disappeared with the Prince.
The courtiers, who had been holding their breath until then, were in a state of shock as soon as the door was closed. A raucous excitement that they couldn't hide came through the crack in the closed door.
"Hey, Dad, did His Majesty know how to say that? I never imagined that there was anyone else His Majesty loved so much besides the Queen!"
"Is it because the Prince looks just like the Queen? His Majesty seems to be stuck!"
Endymion walked with an expressionless face.
"It's complicated. I was going to change it right away."
In fact, he was trying to pull out the problematic guys, make them drain all their tears, and scold them properly.
"Daddy, me and me."
He couldn't do that because of this kid. He shouldn't be afraid.
It was certainly annoying, but before he knew it, a smile came to his lips. Endymion walked with his son in his arms and spoke softly.
"You don't like it when your dad washes you."
He was always smiling at Julia.
Of course, he admitted that he was not good at parenting. Still, the fact that he was rejected by a lovely face that couldn't live dead was quite painful, even for a solid Endymion.
"Huh? I don't. I'm a Daddy's son."
"That's the purpose."
Endymion smiled and walked into the bathroom.
Julia didn't give him sweets because he didn't like them, but Endymion, who had a hard time seeing babies, often gave his baby snacks as a bribe. At that time, his son liked him more than Julia.
His cute little boy remembered that, and he couldn't be without Julia, but he broke into the conference room.
"Then you don't bother when you take a bath."
Still, it was cute that he had come to visit him, so Endymion ignored him.
"Hmm."
"Laugh at your dad as much as your mom."
"Hmm. My mom is more sleepy..."
The child with the face he loved the most, who couldn't help but hate him, blinked mischievously. Endymion sighed and spoke seriously.
"Then I don't give you chocolate."
"Hey! Aah!"
With the sound of warm water steaming, a cute scream echoed in the bathroom.
***
"Knox has already taken a bath?"
"Yes, Queen. Today. His Majesty was with the Prince himself."
New princess, no, Julia entered the royal womb and smiled broadly at her nanny's words.
"That's great. Knox kept clinging to me, and His Majesty seemed to be sad. Did he take a good bath?"
"Of course. I think it was quite a fun time."
The nanny led Julia to her bedroom and left. Julia opened the door gently and walked in, looking happy.
"Mion?"
Fearing that her son might be sleeping, Julia lowered her voice. And in her eyes, she saw two men asleep.
"Oh my."
A pension-footed boy who looks so pretty that you can mistake him for a girl. And a man with black hair who is handsome enough to be mistaken for a statue. The two men were asleep in the same position.
'I don't think anyone is rich.'
At peace, she was filled with indescribable happiness.
Endymion said that it was good that Nox didn't always resemble him at all. But Julia was quick to notice a faint hint of regret in his tone.
There is no resemblance at all. It's just the same.
Their son was Julia's, who had no appearance or personality, but he unconsciously resembled Endymion. The frowning eyebrows, the posture that comes out when he sleeps like this.
'Mion has to watch this. Shall I paint it as a portrait?'
Julia thought playfully.
Her portrait collection that she used during her pregnancy three years ago, when she was pregnant with Knox. The pictures were so vivid that they would laugh at their son, who was born just like hers, and that the prenatal education was a complete success.
She wanted to include this in the collection, which is probably the only one on the continent.
'I think I'll develop a practical magic that saves the image like a painting.'
Julia, who is a professor of magic control and practical magic at the academy, smiles and sits at the end of the bed.
"...Are you here?"
"Oh, you can just sleep."
Julia smiled at Endymion, who stood up with a little regret. He probably woke up when she opened the door.
"I almost did, how much trouble you were having."
Endymion covered his son with a blanket and hugged Julia. Julia held back her laughter in his arms.
"How do you think we're friends now? I was surprised to hear that Knox took a bath with you."
"Well, we're closer than we were yesterday. It seems that the purpose was not for me, but sweets."
Endymion sang lightly and tilted his head.
Julia opened her eyes wide, asking if he had given Knox another snack. But right away, Endymion bit her lip lightly, digging into her, and she missed the time to nag him.
"Yes..."
The hand that was pushing against his chest gradually lost strength. Endymion raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, breathing slowly, slowly but deeply. Julia shivered lightly and melted into the excitement.
"Stop."
A few minutes later, he belatedly realized that the child was with him and pushed Endymion away.
"Oh, no matter what, in front of the baby!"
"Why? He's sleeping."
Endymion smiled low and blatantly slapped his waist to seduce her. Julia blushed and stammered.
"No, no! And we're going to have two beds again."
"Let's go to the bedroom."
Endymion hugged Julia with a natural look in his eyes. Endymion didn't mind kissing his son when he fell asleep, but Julia was reluctant.
The two were living together in the royal chamber on the excuse that they could not leave their son alone. Endymion got up to move places.
"No, it's not!"
Julia cried out in surprise. But Endymion smiled brightly and began to sprinkle her favorite kiss on the nape of her neck.
"Can I just come to the nanny and ask her to watch Knox? Let's go to the bedroom and finish it."
Endymion gently soothed and tempted her. The sweet voice almost made Julia nod her head.
How can a voice alone make a child burn? They had been married for more than 15 years now, but Julia still didn't know.
Finally, before she could lose her senses, she closed her eyes tightly and spat out in a hurry.
"Don't you want to see Ariadne?!"
At that, Endymion's steps stopped.
"...What?"
At this point, Julia came down from his arms and carefully confided in him.
"I checked with my doctor this morning, and she said I was pregnant. So I tried it with a magic tool that I developed a while ago, and this time it's my daughter..."
"Really?"
His voice, which had been shameless and unstoppable until just now, cracked faintly. It was a clear difference that showed how happy they were.
After getting married, becoming a lover, and having a child, he was so overwhelmed and consistent. Julia nodded, feeling tickled.
"Yes, really."
As soon as she finished speaking, his lips met.
The sweet kiss continued slowly. Julia, who was a little nervous, gradually smiled on her face. The more I did that, the more tears followed.
The affection conveyed by the silent contact was overwhelmingly large and deep.
"Are you happy that you're finally having a daughter?"
As he touched her back against the soft bed, Julia asked. Endymion shook his head resolutely, his face full of joy.
"Nope. I like everything."
"Put."
When Knox was a baby, he kept crying when he saw him, and he regretted that he had wanted him as a daughter. I guess the lesson learned at that time was quite a bit.
Julia muttered mischievously.
"I want Ariadne to be like you."
"I want to be like you this time."
Accordingly, Endymion, who had been playfully replying, laughed and added.
"Actually, it doesn't matter. Because it's my child."
Endymion loved Knox very much. His childhood was lonely and empty, and he devoted more affection to his children than anyone else.
It must be the same for his second child, so Julia felt like her whole body was immersed in warm water. Julia, proud, gently hugged him by the nape of his neck and nodded.
"Yes, me too. You and my children are the most important thing in the world."
"You are the most precious thing to me."
A low voice said softly. The sweetness that stimulated every corner of her whole body made Julia blush.
"I love you."
Just before Endymion kissed her deeply, he whispered softly, mixing his breath. Julia gave it back with a big smile on her face.
"I love you."
Her waist was hugged by his firm arms, and the warmth became one. As the years passed, the lover's bed, which grew deeper and deeper, was still heated to the fullest today.
And...
"Are you sure you're going to use two beds?"
"Mion, but..."
"Tell me that you will only use one, hurry up."
"Yes, ah!"
It would be forever filled with the most brilliant and overwhelming love in the world.
My Wish Is Two Beds < END >
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