Chapter 5 – 0. Northern Twilight (5)
Clothing in northern Gaul prioritizes practicality over fashion.
It’s not that he doesn’t care about the appearance and the dignity that can be acquired from it. However, the climate here, which is so cold that it is not enough to simply describe it as cold, made me seek warmth more than anything else.
“I beg your pardon?”
Oriane asked as if he had heard wrongly. Of course, she listened carefully to what Rom had to say. However, because the request was so absurd, she only asked back.
“I told you to lift the skirt.”
The woman of Lemoang is a beauty that is comparable to the Pewwolsuhwa. It’s just that rumors didn’t spread because she was so far from the center and because she was married, but because of her beauty her, she boasted an off-white color that stood out as much as her daughter Lucienne, who was called the winter stone in her neighborhood her.
Of course, the source of such beauty is elegance, and the clothes worn all over the body her to support it.
“A person like you, what the hell… !”
However, Rome demanded that she lift up her skirt to wear it for her personal pleasure. Thus, her elegance she became lewdness, and Orianne in her clothes her became her mere eye candy her.
“Do you have any problem?”
“I am not a whore!”
“It must be very cheap for the price of risking one’s life to fight.”
“Sir Dior!”
Excited Oriane raised her voice. Then she immediately felt that if the guards heard and came down, things would get into trouble, and she lowered her voice again.
“Do you want to mess with me that much?”
“Not really.”
“Then why the big joint… !”
Standing behind her bars Her, Rom shrugged her shoulders and turned away. If she didn’t like it, she meant that she could just go back. She also had the purpose of making it known that she was not forced to the end.
Oriane sighed quietly. She was so pessimistic about her situation that she couldn’t bear to leave even after being humiliated. On the other hand, she showed her patience by thinking of her daughter her and the people of the manor, which were more important than her pride her.
“All wandering knights covet their title as nobles. His position is vacant due to the vice-count’s betrayal. We can seal Sir Dior in place and obtain permission from the King through the connections in the center.”
“I’m not interested in a position full of obligations with no practical benefits.”
“How about gold and silver treasures? There is a gift I brought with her husband when she got married. I’ll give you that. It will be enough to play and eat for a lifetime.”
“Well, I wonder if you give me a wife who is more valuable than that… ” …”
However, Rome did not look back at any appeasement. He did, even though it would have been a difficult offer for a normal person to refuse. To the man who said all he wanted was himself, there was only one more item that the lofty marquis wife could offer.
But she couldn’t accept that easily.
“Then, one last suggestion. I’ll give you everything I said. From now on, you will become the vice-count of Lemoang. To become a noble recognized by the royal family.”
“Hmm.”
“And gifts too. With that title and wealth, you should be able to get as many women as you want.”
Oriane put her hand on her chest her and pleaded earnestly. Certainly, it is a rare status reversal for a knight who wandered aimlessly until yesterday to be sealed as a sub-count overnight. If that wasn’t enough, and he was given generous gifts from the margrave and his wife, the expression “Reversal of life” Would have been appropriate.
“The vice-count must have taken a third of the soldiers from the territory, can you handle it?”
Still, Rom didn’t blink an eye. He was rather tired, so he spoke succinctly, as if asking him to leave.
“You seem to have tried hard enough, so I’d better leave now.”
Finally, Oriane opened her mouth again, shaking her body her with her fists clenched.
“There is no guarantee that Kyung will succeed.”
“At least it would be better than letting go and watching.”
If you thought it was impossible in the first place, you wouldn’t even come. Rom pointed out just that. Although it was dubious, the reputation of a knight from a central high family was sky-high.
“I see…”
Finally, the beautiful lady of Lemoang declared surrender.
“I will do everything you ask, so please save this land somehow…”
I don’t know how affectionate and strange his voice was. It was to the point where I wanted to hold her in my arms and whisper dirty words to make her tremble.
“It depends on your wife’s attitude of her.”
Rom turned around slowly and replied. Soon after, he sat down on the blanketed floor, eye to eye with Oriane. It was as if he was trying to see a rare spectacle from a special seat.
“So, please entertain me.”
Oriane gave her a gentle nod. He seemed to think that if it was something he had to do, he should do his best not to get caught, and he responded to the request with a pretty sincere attitude.
Squeak, squeak.
It was a long, thick skirt like a curtain. The material was velvet, so it was very warm without any special winter clothing. It was quite impressive that the top had a luxurious red color lined in maroon color and was given a point with a gold string and white lace.
And another brooch under the nape of the neck.
Or a necklace of raindrops by the ear.
All of this came together, and the width of the elegant lady’s crimson skirt slowly rose. Because of its long and thick body her, it was a hem that had to be rolled up with delicate hands, but calmly using her hands her, it gave the fun of waiting like a blackout curtain in a theater.
“Sleep…”
Before long, Oriane’s underwear was exposed.
You could guess it just by looking at the sharp curves along her dress her, but she was indeed the owner of a voluptuous body. Her legs her, which rise above her prominent ankles, are slender and straight, giving the appearance of a noble woman, and her well-groomed thighs her, along with her shaded adductor muscles, highlight her sex appeal her, making her lustful. Stimulated
“Now, okay?”
Oriane, who barely endured the shame, asked. Rom pretended to listen to her and gladly admired the rare spectacle that unfolded before her eyes her.
The lady’s undergarments were soft and silky white. There were no decorations or patterns, but the simple shape showed the practicality of a northern woman. From a different point of view, it was possible to guess the daily life of Oriane, who had not had physical contact with anyone for a long time after the Marquis died.
“Sir Dior, that’s enough…”
“I miss something.”
“What kind of nonsense… !”
It was something I had never shown before my husband. They were such a lighthearted couple, and Orianne, who always maintained a dignified attitude, was in a situation she could not even dream of.
It’s nothing else, it’s an act of exposing your underwear in front of an outsider.
Originally, it was something a high-class courtesan would do. However, he thought he could endure it if it was to protect his precious family and territory his. That’s why Oriane Lemoang took up her skirt of her. Nevertheless, Rome did not stop there and demanded to go further.
“Are you going to tell me to take off my underwear now?”
“I didn’t think about it that much.”
Angry, Oriane lowered the hem of her skirt and shot her sharply.
“To try to satisfy her filthy desires by grabbing others’ weaknesses is pathetic!”
“It must be the quality of admiring you.”
Rom took it lightly. It is true that she felt something was missing. She did, but she didn’t mean to force her to take off her underwear as she thought. Because that was an action that was far from the pleasure of crossing the line.
It’s just coercive harassment.
It’s hard to believe, but the origin of all this was with Oriane Lemoang.
“Uhm…”
Rom, stroking her overgrown beard her, thought deeply about her. Perhaps because of the journey he had gone through before coming to the north and his detention at the citadel, he now had a fairly savage look.
“I think it’s okay to show off your underwear out of spite. In fact, the way she lifted the hem of her skirt was very beautiful. However, it is right that it should be voluntary to expose Beecher. I’m trying to get you, not insulting you.”
Force should not be overused. Such magic is valuable only because it is rare.
“Then, how about a proper apology this time?”
At least, according to Romuald Dior’s aesthetics, it was.
“If this isn’t enough, how can I apologize more?”
“Try to apologize while lifting your skirt. I’m kindly asking for forgiveness for this. If that’s the case, I think my heart will move.”
Oriane bit her lip. She frowned and wrinkled her brow. She had not lost her generosity even as she ruled over her harsh environment of her, and she had been emotionally wielded ever since her encounter with Rom.
“Kuu, you really… !”
“The choice is yours. That’s why I’m locked up like this, just waiting to be disposed of.”
“How far do you have to drop me to be satisfied?”
I knew it wasn’t an answer. One’s nature is not one of shouting and running into passions like this. Either accept it or, if you can’t, politely admonish it. If it’s not him, I’m the type to ignore him and focus on my own business.
“What do you really want?”
But isn’t it unfair?
“Are you going to trample on my authority and self-esteem and make me worse than a street prostitute?”
When Oriane first heard of the story of the Dior family, she was told that she was a very decent person. Because she was not stupid, and because she hated her slander her, she was pushed all the way out of politics, and her inflexible character her allowed her to get a good job, but she wandered from place to place. Skilled, she was told.
“You want me to be made a laughing stock, like a clown?”
I wanted to meet you. So, if you don’t mind, I wanted to arrange a meeting with her daughter and make her an ally. It is not a one-sided relationship, but a family relationship in which each other helps each other.
“Answer me!”
But the rumors were all lies. Because the result was this.
“I will not deny that there is such a desire. The desire to trample on his authority and self-esteem his while humiliating his wife his. But that’s only when it’s just the two of you. As I said all along, I adore you, and that is why I lust after you.”
“It’s lust…”
“Please don’t misunderstand me. It is true that I have the desire to drag you in and corrupt you. That’s why I also have the desire to stay by her side forever, even at the cost of my life.”
Did he even look into my heart?
Rom ended her speech in a serious tone unlike before.
“How dare you say that when you know who I am?”
“Yes.”
It really couldn’t have been more resolute. And, ironically, Oriane, who felt that his heart was moved by him, began to conflict.
Even though I know that I have already done it, and that it is my destiny to go to the end without being able to do it.
Then I ended up spitting it out.
“Only this time…”
“Looks like it’s been decided.”
Rom added with a grin.
“Then shall we begin?”
So the time for the second apology came.
Once again, Oriane grabbed the hem of her skirt and lifted her up, revealing her lower body of her. She showed off her pure white silk panties to the man outside in a modest but dignified manner, and expressed her gratitude in a trembling yet tender voice.
“Le, Oriane, the lord of the Marquis of Lemoin…”
“Whiyu.”
“I offer this view as an apology for the disrespect I have committed towards Romuald, Lord Dior…”
Rom, who whistled as if he was flirting, clapped his hands to see if he was satisfied. Orianne, who finished all his words her, quickly let go of his skirt her out of embarrassment. I learned that it couldn’t be until the order fell under the silent pressure sent by the knight who sent a sharp eye like a beast almost at the same time.
“Ah…”
A few seconds passed.
“Wow…”
And another dozen seconds passed.
“Sir Dior…”
Then it moved past the minute.
“Get off, please…”
Even so, Oriane trembled and agonized over pleasure. What would happen if two guards came down and witnessed this scene at least once in a while? What if Rom here made even more rude and humiliating demands?
I vividly felt the cold energy of the dungeon penetrating into my skirt, along with the lewd and vulgar imagination that surprised even me.
“Like. Let’s do it here.”
“Haha…”
“It was a wonderful sight. I will pay the price well.”
Suddenly, the hem of her crimson skirt went down.
Contrary to expectations, Rom has never been more demanding than this. Rather, I cleaned it up to the point where I felt sorry for myself and knocked on the barbed wire.
“Can you open it?”
Her blushing her Oriane took a few steps back and stroked her own cheek. She paused for a moment, not wanting to cause a strange misunderstanding with her reddened face. In the meantime, I looked at Rome again, saw a strange charm from his appearance, and repeatedly imagined lewdness, and finally nodded.
She shouted back as the soft but firm leader woman.
“Lookout!”
The fact that her kosher silk underwear her under her thick velvet skirt her was damp, thinking she would keep it a secret for the rest of her life.
Without even dreaming that this was what the knight here had induced.
