Chapter 218 – 21. Henrietta of Corruption (8)
A quiet secret room.
The figure of the duchess revealed under the soft lighting was indescribably beautiful. Her purple hair, which was dyed in a vivid color following the shadow of the flames in the fireplace, was impressive as it blended with her beautiful features, as in the expression of high alertness.
It was the same with her eyes that shimmered brightly as if they contained precious stones like apatite. From the appearance of being afraid of the future that was coming to me, the fire of the will to endure it was also burning. It showed such a very delicate and strong ambivalence.
“I guess it’s time to issue the third order.”
“Ha, at least it means hanging out for the night for your baser desires.”
“Not necessarily.”
The new outfit was dark green underwear. It was delicately embroidered under the hand of a skilled costume maker, had a considerable area exposed to the skin, and barely covered the pubic area across the hips, but that was all.
Henrietta’s cream color in her crimson gown was still arrogantly dignified for her situation.
It may have been a rather bold choice for a noble lady, but her baron could not tolerate it. So he, who had been half-naked due to his previous actions, looked for a drawer in a corner of the room with a very light step. From there he rummaged through the storage space and then he pulled out a suitable object.
“I don’t like the outfit. You should wear something more risqué.”
From gauze and gloves made of mesh, long stockings called shose, and far-eastern dance costumes with sidelines exposed. The border decorated with turquoise was embroidered in a style common in Vedas and Sarhu.
“Cheer, it’s vulgar…”
Henrietta spat out as she shuddered. It was self-evident how the piece of cloth her Rom would look to her, even though she would have been ashamed of what she was wearing. Coincidentally, the owner of the strange clothes like this prostitute was Oriane.
“You must obey orders, ma’am.”
Gently biting her lip, she snatched her clothes. She seemed conflicted several times as if she couldn’t do it with her sober mind, but she was delighted in the end. If she’s funny, if she’s funny, if she’s cute, if she’s cute, she makes Rom’s head turn, but she ends up dressing up like her prostitute.
“Look elsewhere while you change!”
“That’s right, it’s all recorded in the crystal ball anyway.”
“Amazing! How can you listen without saying a word?”
“Haha, don’t forget the jewelry and shoes here.”
Henrietta sighed and put on her costume. Putting on her gloves and sleeves and putting her head in the suit, she turned around. It made it a bit annoying to see her penetrate the cleft of her crotch, but she didn’t know what kind of harassment she would face if she found out about it, so she immediately put on shoes with Chasse.
Her last was a necklace that radiated like the essence of the clear sea. In fact, there was one more prop to decorate the end, but it was still in Rom’s hands. Admittedly, the Duchess stood up hesitantly.
“… Come on, sleep.”
The flushed Henrietta covered herself as best she could with her hands. She wrapped her right arm around her breasts and her left arm around her pubic bone. And yet, without a single speck of her, her shiny skin was bathed in the reddish light of the fire, permeating her lustrous color.
It was a truly vulgar and splendid spring.
The outfit of the person who is said to have brought abundance and spring winds to the east was like that. She strangely aroused the lust of those who looked at her ashamed of putting on the robe that her sister was supposed to wear. It was not necessarily because it was blatantly like a high-class courtesan, but because of the charm of Ilshin.
“It looks good.”
She is the woman who became the origin of the four seasons. She is the one who can be found everywhere from the end of winter to the beginning of her summer. Thus, from her Henrietta, Rome was able to get a glimpse of her fierce pride like her leaf glands and her splendor when her flower gardens were in full bloom.
“Your reputation as the most beautiful woman in Gaul is not a lie.”
“Joe, don’t make fun of me.”
“No, I mean it.”
There was no grace even after washing her eyes, and it was an outfit that only aroused lust. If it hadn’t been for her weakness being caught, the Duchess of LeBlanc’s life would have had no connection whatsoever. Still, the nasty Baron Ardennes repeatedly praised her as to whether he really liked her.
“It is always special to see her classy woman laying down her sophistication for a man. Moreover, it is even more so if it is a beautiful person like the wife who is called the spring stone. Any man would be eager to see this sight.”
“Heh, the words that came out of my mouth anyway…”
“Do you feel that way?”
With a nice smile on her lips, Rome suddenly took off her clothes one by one. Just because she was a man, there was no reason why her sensuality wouldn’t stand out.
The shape of his rough, stiff hair casually brushed back, his pupils shining sharply like a predator facing his prey, the beard marks densely covering the area under his nose and chin, his skin with no wrinkles even after enduring years of exhaustion, if you follow his courageous face, you will meet him. To the trapezius muscle and collarbone.
Her face, which resembled the beauty of her Cortijan and her mother, left a somewhat grim impression because of the scar that ran across it. However, the sleek yet massive base and the quality muscles that covered it showed off that he was clearly a strong man and without a doubt a dignified male.
“It is strange. No matter what the means and methods are, I want someone like you at this moment. In a way, it is also about trying to get a woman named Henrietta LeBlanc into her hands, enough to risk a mean stigma.”
Broad shoulders and eight-part abdominal muscles could only be created with innate talent and consistent effort. Not to mention her phallus erected ferociously like that of a stallion, it was large, and her most prominent thigh muscles, or legs that would otherwise appear dull, supported her whole body with unconcerned strength.
“It was a coincidence. But if you think I’m just torturing you with my low sadistic instincts, you’re very mistaken. You can criticize the approach and the means used to tame it, but not my longing.”
The Duchess, who had been peeking at the statue-like perfect body of the baron, was unexpectedly surprised by Rome’s serious attitude. As if the relationship between the two of them, such as a contract or a hierarchical order, was somehow good, she warned him anew, but she felt different from him.
“You are coveted. That’s why it’s a precious existence to me. Even though it may not be as sweet as a love story on the street, I will firmly refuse to dump on this pure passion. And let me wake you up The fate of a wife who has no choice but to become her body and mind in the end.”
“Hey, don’t lie.”
“Where do you think there is a pretense in my words?”
“If you really wanted me, you could have approached me honestly. Even if you are an illegitimate child, you are now a baron in the frozen land. I wouldn’t have shied away from being greeted with special favors, as if people were calling me the queen of society.”
It was half right and half wrong. She said that everyone has flaws, and Henrietta wasn’t aware of that either, but she was. The Duchess had more successes than failures, so she was overconfident in her abilities.
A man with the skills to face and destroy ten thousand elites alone was also a human after all.
Times of frustration are given to everyone. It may be possible to avoid it as much as possible through careful planning and prevention, but it is impossible not to experience it once. In that sense, Madame LeBlanc was just the lucky one.
Otherwise, the catastrophe like the previous life would not have happened.
“You are deceiving yourself.”
“What, what?”
“A flower that does not break does not mean that it is unconditionally strong. There are some beautiful women who are so delicate that you dare not lay your hands on them. How many people have ever approached you with impure intentions? Wouldn’t there be someone who tried to take you through the dark world and the exercise of force?”
Rome’s remarks were, in other words, euphemisms. It had awakened her to approach it in a way that would work in her social circle, even though her circumstances had reached this point. The only way to solve her problem is after she realizes how helpless she is.
“My wife would not have been happy with me, a humble illegitimate child and a former knight. Not because she is strict with the class system, but because she is an uninvited guest who has taken the place of her precious sister’s husband. But what have you, who cares so much about your kin, actually done for Oriane and Lucienne?”
“Even though you do not know it that well… !”
“If only the family’s situation had been sorted out, would it have helped? Why didn’t you do that when the turmoil at Fontaine had subsided? When Gérard Lemoyn is dead and true scoundrels like the five vassals target the two mothers and daughters, why?”
Henrietta’s speech choked her. There is no doubt about her love of family as she takes care of her second brother and her nephew. But whenever they needed help, the noble Duchess’ circumstances did not keep up.
If so, I would have had to admit my lack of ability.
The Springstone Lady of the East did not. Because she is the one who never doubted her own qualities in the first place.
“I know. She describes the hardships of jumping into the world of sly and cunning people at a young age with no adult to properly care for her. Like a rose with thorns, she deserves everyone’s envy, but her burden of being untouchable.”
“I, I…”
“Today, I am going to touch your inner side that you have hidden tightly without revealing it to anyone. I will prove that I can be a support for you, and I will receive chastity in return. Tonight is for that.”
The unscrupulous Duchess felt as if she had been stripped off her feet. Rather than her humiliation, I was somehow confused by the feeling of being free. And then she came over to me and hugged me and stroked her head and patted her on the back and patted her brain.
“Our contract is valid. Unfortunately, I have exhausted all my rights to give orders today.”
Freedom until midnight. In the few hours left from this moment, Henrietta LeBlanc has the right to refuse her orders.
“Still, I will continue to give orders. I will give her an indulgence for the wife who will feel her conflict from him. By giving her a clue that it would be better to indulge her a little rather than enjoy a brief respite.”
“A cowardly man.”
“He’s a man who became cowardly to get you.”
“A naive man.”
“Anyway, he is a man who will earn his wife’s obedience.”
She didn’t hold back a word. That was the way of Romuald Ardennes. Her baron, who had no intention of giving up her supremacy in any way, pointed to the mirror in the corner of her room and whispered to her:
“Make sure you keep a good record of yourself in the mirror.”
Satisfied with the attitude of not exercising his rights even though he had fully fulfilled his role, he put the eye patch around his eyes, which he had kept in his hand all along. After blocking her vision so that the plaque she had seen just before would remain as clear as an afterimage of her as an aristocratic woman, she ordered.
“With shoes on, she won’t have to lift her tiptoes.”
Squat down and spread her legs.
“The way she dresses up like a slut is great.”
Put her hands behind her head and interlock them.
“It’s okay. All this obscenity is unavoidable because they are being threatened by me. It’s fine even if it collapses. Reveal the sincerity of her wife that was invisible to others.”
She has good desires and doesn’t care about sadness. To her Baron, whom she was confident she was willing to bear, Henrietta silently followed her orders. Falling for her indulgences, saying that this voluntary fall, which had nothing to do with her contract, was also compulsory, responded by sticking out her tongue.
“… That’s right.”
To a man much younger than me.
“Henrietta is a good boy.”
I thoroughly enjoyed it.
