Episode 67. The Royal Sex Education Book
Meanwhile, Marguerite, who had left a day late, arrived at the palace. After a brief reunion with Margot, Olivia went straight to class with Madame Lehmann.
The reason she had to be so busy was that there were so many items to choose from and so much to learn before the wedding day.
On the day of the wedding, she had to present herself as a dignified Princess in front of the public and nobles, and she also had to know the basic common sense (of aristocratic society) about marriage, which was usually taught by her parents.
Even putting aside education after the wedding.
Margot stood in the doorway, silently watching Olivia being tutored by Madame Lehmann.
Olivia was so focused on the class that she didn't even notice she was there, and she seemed desperate.
Margot's feeling was correct.
Countless expensive items she had never dared touch passed through Olivia's hands, and she was crushed each time.
Especially when the Queen gave her her favorite tiara and jewelry and asked if she would mind wearing them at the wedding, she suddenly began to doubt whether this was the right choice.
No matter how much she thought about it, there was no way she could pay the price for these precious things.
The more anxious she became, the more Olivia tried her best to learn.
“...So, after receiving the Archbishop’s official approval at the wedding in a few days, you will be given the title of Duchess of Rosemond and the title of Princess Consort.”
This was also an unrealistic statement.
"After marriage, the young lady's every action will directly reflect His Royal Highness's honor, which in turn will affect the honor of the royal family. On the wedding day, countless relatives will greet you, and you cannot afford to make a mistake. If you can't remember the line of succession, it's best not to greet them. Instead, ask the attendant or His Royal Highness for help. A nod, of course."
"All right."
The weight of the words pressed hard against Olivia's shoulders.
“Yes, then, please recite what you have learned.”
Olivia took a deep breath as she quickly scanned the densely packed royal family tree. Then, without a moment's hesitation, she began reciting the names of her relatives, listed in order of succession.
"Currently fourth in line to the throne, Duke Walter Lightwing Astrid. As His Majesty the King's younger brother, he is the ruler of the Western Lightwing Territory..."
As Olivia's explanation continued, not only Madame Lehmann's but even the maid standing behind her eyes grew as big as lanterns. She'd asked her to recite it to help her memorize it quickly, but she'd never dreamed she'd memorize it after only seeing it once or twice.
Only Margot nodded as if she had expected that.
Meanwhile, Olivia continued to recite what she had memorized. When Olivia finally finished reciting the portrait of the last royal family member, she looked up. Madame Lehmann blinked blankly, then pulled her lips together and smiled.
“You are truly amazing... Then, shall we move on to the next topic?”
“Of course, ma’am.”
Looking into those dark eyes filled with a determined will, Madame Lehmann experienced the joy of a teacher teaching an excellent student.
Margot left the room silently and went straight to find the Queen.
Beatrix, who was working, welcomed Margot happily.
“Your Majesty, you have worked hard.”
“I am happy.”
Margot paused for a moment, then carefully opened her mouth.
“Mrs. Lehmann was teaching the class.”
Beatrix took a deep breath, her expression bitter. After a moment's pause, she confessed.
“I asked the ladies who wanted to take care of her, but they all refused, as if they had made a promise.”
What would the Queen say if they made excuses like her parents were sick, she was busy teaching the children, and she was not feeling well recently?
The capital's nobles are a group of people who stick together and distinguish themselves from the local nobles.
Beatrix was the eldest daughter of the Lotman family, a prominent noble family in southern Herod. Despite this, during her time as Crown Princess, she was secretly ostracized for her provincial nobility. With such high-mindedness, Olivia, who was poised for a meteoric rise in status after marrying the Prince, was unlikely to be viewed favorably.
So, in the end, Lucy's nanny, Madame Lehmann, became Olivia's temporary teacher.
Margot's eyes became deep and dark.
It seemed like Olivia's life would be more difficult than she thought.
"For now, I plan to leave the wedding to Madame Lehmann. I'm currently searching for an etiquette teacher to attend to Olivia. There's still time, so I'll find someone worthy. I'd like to recruit the capital's nobles if possible, but if that doesn't work out, I'll also consider the local nobles."
Beatrix said this and then added seriously.
"Don't worry too much, Princess. I won't tolerate anyone treating my daughter-in-law so rudely."
At the Queen's words, Margot lowered her eyes and tilted her head.
“I dared to speak presumptuously. Please forgive me.”
Beatrix added with a smile.
“Olivia will do well.”
Olivia was currently in a state of extreme distress.
Beatrix knew better than anyone how overwhelming it was to prepare for a royal wedding. She must have been exhausted, but the pressure weighing on her shoulders must have made her nerves feel as sharp as blades.
Still, Olivia didn't lose her composure.
She never forgot the daily schedule that Mrs. Lehmann had given her, nor did she act in a way that made others feel impatient.
It was the most important and necessary virtue for royalty.
Beatrix was very pleased with that side of Olivia.
Margot followed the Queen's gentle smile, hoping Olivia would do well, just as she had said.
Olivia's day was not wasted, not a single second. Her fiancé-to-be, Noah, was nowhere to be seen, but she wasn't the type to care, let alone be.
Both of them were so busy that they couldn't even dream of a wedding rehearsal. Olivia practiced, imagining Mrs. Lehmann as Noah, and Noah didn't need any rehearsals.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Lehmann was incredibly passionate and dedicated to teaching Olivia. It was incredibly fun because she followed along.
She thought she would definitely run out of time to teach, but surprisingly, she had a whole day left after teaching everything from the family tree of the royal family, etiquette at the wedding, etiquette at the ancestral rites parade after the wedding, etc.
Then, as if she were pulling out a secret weapon, Madame Lehmann placed a thin book down in front of Olivia.
"Now, the last thing I'm going to teach you is about the obligations of marriage. It's very important."
At Madame Lehmann's words, Olivia straightened her back, and her eyes sparkled. Madame Lehmann maintained her elegant expression as she turned the page. Olivia's gaze naturally drifted to the open book.
But soon she gasped and opened her eyes wide.
“...?!”
Olivia, who was not flustered even in front of numerous family trees, was left speechless in front of the realistic painting.
The images were too shocking for her, who had never had the chance to look at a pornographic magazine before. A sudden heat rose to the back of her neck, and her cheeks flushed.
Mrs. Lehmann, who had been staring blankly at Olivia's expression, opened her mouth calmly.
“This is the royal family’s sex education book.”
"... Yes?"
“Don’t be surprised. If you don’t know, it’s only right to learn, right?”
Olivia answered as if entranced by Madame Lehmann's elegant demeanor.
“Yes, ma’am.”
"You must learn well. A married couple's sexual relations are a clearly defined obligation of marriage. The frequency and frequency of sexual intercourse is determined by mutual agreement. Please discuss this with His Royal Highness later."
The fever that was rising slightly subsided at the sight of Madame Lehmann's unwavering gaze, attitude, and tone.
As she felt as if she were learning something new, Olivia realized she had nothing to be ashamed of.
Olivia, recalling Mrs. Lehmann's words, asked a question.
“When can we discuss this?”
"Well, it's such a private matter; nothing's been decided yet. However, after marriage would be appropriate, right? But I won't put it in writing."
“Yes, I see.”
“Yes, then let’s look at the book.”
Even though she was breathless at the sight of the obscene pictures again, Olivia began to imprint them on her brain as if taking a photograph.
"All of these pictures illustrate different types of sleep. If you have difficulty understanding the pictures, please refer to the explanations."
“Why are there so many different types of sleeping positions?”
"Hmm..."
The teacher hesitated for a moment before finally answering the unexpected question from a talented student.
“Isn't it uncomfortable to hold one position for a long time? It's also hard on your body.”
The teacher's answer convinced the student.
"Yes."
"That doesn't mean you have to follow every single pattern presented here. Since His Highness the Prince has also received training, you don't need to bear the burden alone, young lady. Still, it would be a good idea to memorize one or two patterns that you can think of as being capable of doing."
"All right."
“Then read it.”
Mrs. Lehmann leaned back in her chair and handed the book to Olivia, who began to read with a serious expression on her face.
Olivia, who initially tilted her head and blushed occasionally, soon returned to a calm expression.
Learning, as expected, was an invisible door. Like an explorer opening a door and taking a step into an unknown world, Olivia devoured the book's contents.
Mrs. Lehmann, who had been watching Olivia concentrate, added softly.
“For your information, the first sleep between a couple usually takes place on the wedding night.”
Olivia's dark eyes shone with more determination than ever before.
She was determined to do her best in whatever she did.
Meanwhile, Marguerite, who had left a day late, arrived at the palace. After a brief reunion with Margot, Olivia went straight to class with Madame Lehmann.
The reason she had to be so busy was that there were so many items to choose from and so much to learn before the wedding day.
On the day of the wedding, she had to present herself as a dignified Princess in front of the public and nobles, and she also had to know the basic common sense (of aristocratic society) about marriage, which was usually taught by her parents.
Even putting aside education after the wedding.
Margot stood in the doorway, silently watching Olivia being tutored by Madame Lehmann.
Olivia was so focused on the class that she didn't even notice she was there, and she seemed desperate.
Margot's feeling was correct.
Countless expensive items she had never dared touch passed through Olivia's hands, and she was crushed each time.
Especially when the Queen gave her her favorite tiara and jewelry and asked if she would mind wearing them at the wedding, she suddenly began to doubt whether this was the right choice.
No matter how much she thought about it, there was no way she could pay the price for these precious things.
The more anxious she became, the more Olivia tried her best to learn.
“...So, after receiving the Archbishop’s official approval at the wedding in a few days, you will be given the title of Duchess of Rosemond and the title of Princess Consort.”
This was also an unrealistic statement.
"After marriage, the young lady's every action will directly reflect His Royal Highness's honor, which in turn will affect the honor of the royal family. On the wedding day, countless relatives will greet you, and you cannot afford to make a mistake. If you can't remember the line of succession, it's best not to greet them. Instead, ask the attendant or His Royal Highness for help. A nod, of course."
"All right."
The weight of the words pressed hard against Olivia's shoulders.
“Yes, then, please recite what you have learned.”
Olivia took a deep breath as she quickly scanned the densely packed royal family tree. Then, without a moment's hesitation, she began reciting the names of her relatives, listed in order of succession.
"Currently fourth in line to the throne, Duke Walter Lightwing Astrid. As His Majesty the King's younger brother, he is the ruler of the Western Lightwing Territory..."
As Olivia's explanation continued, not only Madame Lehmann's but even the maid standing behind her eyes grew as big as lanterns. She'd asked her to recite it to help her memorize it quickly, but she'd never dreamed she'd memorize it after only seeing it once or twice.
Only Margot nodded as if she had expected that.
Meanwhile, Olivia continued to recite what she had memorized. When Olivia finally finished reciting the portrait of the last royal family member, she looked up. Madame Lehmann blinked blankly, then pulled her lips together and smiled.
“You are truly amazing... Then, shall we move on to the next topic?”
“Of course, ma’am.”
Looking into those dark eyes filled with a determined will, Madame Lehmann experienced the joy of a teacher teaching an excellent student.
Margot left the room silently and went straight to find the Queen.
Beatrix, who was working, welcomed Margot happily.
“Your Majesty, you have worked hard.”
“I am happy.”
Margot paused for a moment, then carefully opened her mouth.
“Mrs. Lehmann was teaching the class.”
Beatrix took a deep breath, her expression bitter. After a moment's pause, she confessed.
“I asked the ladies who wanted to take care of her, but they all refused, as if they had made a promise.”
What would the Queen say if they made excuses like her parents were sick, she was busy teaching the children, and she was not feeling well recently?
The capital's nobles are a group of people who stick together and distinguish themselves from the local nobles.
Beatrix was the eldest daughter of the Lotman family, a prominent noble family in southern Herod. Despite this, during her time as Crown Princess, she was secretly ostracized for her provincial nobility. With such high-mindedness, Olivia, who was poised for a meteoric rise in status after marrying the Prince, was unlikely to be viewed favorably.
So, in the end, Lucy's nanny, Madame Lehmann, became Olivia's temporary teacher.
Margot's eyes became deep and dark.
It seemed like Olivia's life would be more difficult than she thought.
"For now, I plan to leave the wedding to Madame Lehmann. I'm currently searching for an etiquette teacher to attend to Olivia. There's still time, so I'll find someone worthy. I'd like to recruit the capital's nobles if possible, but if that doesn't work out, I'll also consider the local nobles."
Beatrix said this and then added seriously.
"Don't worry too much, Princess. I won't tolerate anyone treating my daughter-in-law so rudely."
At the Queen's words, Margot lowered her eyes and tilted her head.
“I dared to speak presumptuously. Please forgive me.”
Beatrix added with a smile.
“Olivia will do well.”
Olivia was currently in a state of extreme distress.
Beatrix knew better than anyone how overwhelming it was to prepare for a royal wedding. She must have been exhausted, but the pressure weighing on her shoulders must have made her nerves feel as sharp as blades.
Still, Olivia didn't lose her composure.
She never forgot the daily schedule that Mrs. Lehmann had given her, nor did she act in a way that made others feel impatient.
It was the most important and necessary virtue for royalty.
Beatrix was very pleased with that side of Olivia.
Margot followed the Queen's gentle smile, hoping Olivia would do well, just as she had said.
Olivia's day was not wasted, not a single second. Her fiancé-to-be, Noah, was nowhere to be seen, but she wasn't the type to care, let alone be.
Both of them were so busy that they couldn't even dream of a wedding rehearsal. Olivia practiced, imagining Mrs. Lehmann as Noah, and Noah didn't need any rehearsals.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Lehmann was incredibly passionate and dedicated to teaching Olivia. It was incredibly fun because she followed along.
She thought she would definitely run out of time to teach, but surprisingly, she had a whole day left after teaching everything from the family tree of the royal family, etiquette at the wedding, etiquette at the ancestral rites parade after the wedding, etc.
Then, as if she were pulling out a secret weapon, Madame Lehmann placed a thin book down in front of Olivia.
"Now, the last thing I'm going to teach you is about the obligations of marriage. It's very important."
At Madame Lehmann's words, Olivia straightened her back, and her eyes sparkled. Madame Lehmann maintained her elegant expression as she turned the page. Olivia's gaze naturally drifted to the open book.
But soon she gasped and opened her eyes wide.
“...?!”
Olivia, who was not flustered even in front of numerous family trees, was left speechless in front of the realistic painting.
The images were too shocking for her, who had never had the chance to look at a pornographic magazine before. A sudden heat rose to the back of her neck, and her cheeks flushed.
Mrs. Lehmann, who had been staring blankly at Olivia's expression, opened her mouth calmly.
“This is the royal family’s sex education book.”
"... Yes?"
“Don’t be surprised. If you don’t know, it’s only right to learn, right?”
Olivia answered as if entranced by Madame Lehmann's elegant demeanor.
“Yes, ma’am.”
"You must learn well. A married couple's sexual relations are a clearly defined obligation of marriage. The frequency and frequency of sexual intercourse is determined by mutual agreement. Please discuss this with His Royal Highness later."
The fever that was rising slightly subsided at the sight of Madame Lehmann's unwavering gaze, attitude, and tone.
As she felt as if she were learning something new, Olivia realized she had nothing to be ashamed of.
Olivia, recalling Mrs. Lehmann's words, asked a question.
“When can we discuss this?”
"Well, it's such a private matter; nothing's been decided yet. However, after marriage would be appropriate, right? But I won't put it in writing."
“Yes, I see.”
“Yes, then let’s look at the book.”
Even though she was breathless at the sight of the obscene pictures again, Olivia began to imprint them on her brain as if taking a photograph.
"All of these pictures illustrate different types of sleep. If you have difficulty understanding the pictures, please refer to the explanations."
“Why are there so many different types of sleeping positions?”
"Hmm..."
The teacher hesitated for a moment before finally answering the unexpected question from a talented student.
“Isn't it uncomfortable to hold one position for a long time? It's also hard on your body.”
The teacher's answer convinced the student.
"Yes."
"That doesn't mean you have to follow every single pattern presented here. Since His Highness the Prince has also received training, you don't need to bear the burden alone, young lady. Still, it would be a good idea to memorize one or two patterns that you can think of as being capable of doing."
"All right."
“Then read it.”
Mrs. Lehmann leaned back in her chair and handed the book to Olivia, who began to read with a serious expression on her face.
Olivia, who initially tilted her head and blushed occasionally, soon returned to a calm expression.
Learning, as expected, was an invisible door. Like an explorer opening a door and taking a step into an unknown world, Olivia devoured the book's contents.
Mrs. Lehmann, who had been watching Olivia concentrate, added softly.
“For your information, the first sleep between a couple usually takes place on the wedding night.”
Olivia's dark eyes shone with more determination than ever before.
She was determined to do her best in whatever she did.
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