Chapter 138 – Obsession
#138.
“Then have a good time.”
The waiter set the meal, bowed his head, and left the balcony.
Inside the room where the silence fell. A body that flinched for no reason and a gaze that swayed left and right. Priscilla and Gaon, the two of them, felt a little awkward.
‘This is my first time ever.’
Most of the meeting itself had been between the two of them, but at that time, a party was waiting right in front of them. Of course, Priscilla didn’t treat him badly or do anything because there were only two of them left, but for some reason, he was worried.
Up until the carriage, they had been conversing amicably, but strangely, both of them were silent as if they were together.
However, how long it can’t be like this. I was about to open my mouth thinking it would be better to rhyme first, but Priscilla opened her mouth first.
“Then let’s have a meal. Let’s talk about it later.”
“Yes, the food looks good. I will eat it thanks.”
“Whoops… I hope it suits your taste.”
Priscilla’s smile made the atmosphere a little lighter. Gaon finally regained his composure and started working on food.
The familiar taste and texture felt on the tongue, perhaps because I had eaten at the hotel several times. Delicious food has the effect of gently relaxing a person’s mind.
While sharing a meal, Gaon and Priscilla made eye contact and exchanged favorable feelings, and they were able to finish their meal only after 30 minutes.
Priscilla wipes her mouth and rings the bell at the table, and a waiter comes in and removes the food.
“Gaon-gyeong. How about a glass of wine to refresh your mouth?”
Priscilla lifted her glass and twirled her wrist, staring at the little liquid left in her wine glass.
“… You mean now?”
“Are you okay?”
“It’s because it’s a little more surprising than that. You don’t seem to enjoy drinking.”
To be honest, Priscilla doesn’t look too drunk. When Gaon confessed her feelings, she laughed bitterly, then she took a sip of champagne and set her glass down, she said.
“I just want to drink after a long time. Is it strange to say that? Hmm… If I have to say it, I’m a bit ashamed of what I’m going to say from now on, so I’ll say yes. It’s hard to say with a clear mind. Can you understand?”
What the hell are you talking about? Gaon couldn’t guess at all, but she still couldn’t refuse her offer, which would have been difficult for her because she thought of it in her own way.
“All right. Then let’s have a drink. Instead, in moderation.”
“Huh, is Gaon-gyeong weak for alcohol?”
Priscilla with a slightly mischievous expression. While exclaiming that she could make such an expression, Gaon shook her head resolutely.
“No. Not really.”
“Really? I’ll have to check it out soon. Waiter. The red wine I always drink, please.”
The waiter bows her head at her order and leaves the room. As silence fell again and the air was about to become heavy, Priscilla opened her mouth.
“Gaon-gyeong. How did you and your current group meet?”
“… You mean our first meeting?”
“Yes, because I don’t know about ordinary meetings between men and women. I’m curious.”
A story that Priscilla cannot help but be curious about as she married the count through her energetic soul at a young age. Gaon, who flinched at the heaviness for a moment, eased his tension somewhat as he looked at her still smiling face.
It’s not like he’s frustrated or resentful about his treatment. Perhaps even beyond that, he is halfway to liberation.
Gaon replied, judging that their story would not hurt her anymore.
“Of course, I was brought here from Earth to Union. I met Chorin right after the dimension shift.”
“Hmm… ? In fact, it should be considered the oldest relationship, right?”
“You’re right. I can see it’s been about eight months now.”
As Gaon also spoke her words, she was reminded of the time she had spent with Chorin.
A relationship that has been together for 8 months without falling apart for a single day. It would not be an exaggeration to say that now, when all relationships have been reset by returning, the bond is the deepest.
‘It’s really old.’
The meeting with Ha-yeon is also looking at six months. As I lived each day to the best of my ability, the time went by so quickly.
It was already three months ago that Chorin and Hayeon confessed to me, so I realized it.
Both of them have become indispensable in Gaon’s life and have become a great meaning. It bothered her that she still hadn’t responded to that confession.
Maybe both of them would be waiting in their hearts even if they didn’t show it, but I wonder if they were too indifferent.
‘I should have answered sooner or later…’
He was immersed in his own thoughts and was thinking about what to do when he felt a hand stabbing his shoulder.
As he turned his gaze straight ahead, which had been staring blankly at the sky beyond the window, he saw Priscilla with her face tilted toward him with her half-raised body.
As she poked her shoulder with her hand, she said with a slightly determined expression.
“What are you thinking? No matter how precious the two of you are to Gaon-kyung, that would be rude. Isn’t it? I’m a bit sad.”
“… Sorry.”
“I just need to know. Instead, it is forbidden to dig one eye from now on. Talk more than that. So how did you become friends when you met there?”
Whether Priscilla was genuinely upset, she smiled and sat back down, asking the question again.
After a while, the door opened and a waiter came in pushing a tray.
He came like a ghost, set the snacks, poured a glass of wine, and after repeating the lines asking her to ring her bell if there was something to call, he bowed his head and left.
Only the two of them again Priscilla raised her wine glass.
“Shouldn’t it be wet from the neck first?”
“Yes, thank you for dinner today.”
“Huh, that’s a bit out of the blue. I’m glad you were satisfied.”
Chaeng-
Two tilted wine glasses collided, spreading a clear sound. Gaon, who flinched at the sound that stimulates the five senses, soon takes a sip of wine.
‘It’s sweet.’
The sweet scent of grapes hidden between the bitter taste tickles the nose and spreads over the throat.
Looking to the other side, Priscilla closed her eyes as if savoring it, mumbled her mouth, and set the glass down.
Opening her eyes, she looked at Gaon and said.
“Gaon-gyeong. What I want to talk about today is about compensation.”
“You mean compensation?”
“Yes, at the time I said I would pay with bail.”
It won’t be difficult to pay compensation.
The Count of Montrio is accused of being possessed by a doppelgänger, so even if he doesn’t go to the death penalty, he’ll probably lose all his ground and go into confinement.
If that’s the case, then all the decisions of the county will eventually go to his wife, Priscilla. Then you can get any amount of jewels.
However, this also requires one prerequisite.
That’s right…
“Are you sure you can’t get pregnant?”
“… Gaon-gyeong also had that in mind. That’s right. To be precise, I didn’t have a relationship with the count. I was completely mesmerized by Calidora, and I didn’t even look at it.”
Priscilla must have guessed why Gaon had cured her infertility. In fact, he did such a favor in order to later use the power of the count’s family.
However, not having an heir means that there is a possibility that the power will not be properly succeeded.
Although she is the count’s wife, Priscilla is an outsider of the Barrymore family. Perhaps her collaborators will try to seize the opportunity and take over her family.
And at that time, there is not much Priscilla can do.
In the worst case, there was a way to kill everyone who could inherit power, but if the imperial family intervened in that case, it would be over.
After all, it is difficult to pay compensation.
“It may sound like an excuse, but in fact, I had no idea that such a big conspiracy was lurking behind the carriage accident. I thought that a few gems would be sufficient compensation, but I was wrong. Sorry.”
“… No. It’s okay. Killing the doppelganger was one of my goals anyway.”
“Thank you for saying that. … I will also find a way to seduce the count. Gaon-kyung is working hard like this, so I have to work hard too.”
Priscilla struggled to lift the corners of her mouth and smiled.
Saying that he will seduce another man for you. It was something he didn’t have to worry about as he was only between the client and the employee, but he felt sick to his stomach.
Feeling thirsty again, he failed to keep his manners and gulped down his wine.
Drinking high-quality wine so ignorantly is something only mercenaries would do. Of course, I expected Priscilla to react badly, but it wasn’t.
Rather, she looked at the gaon and laughed with interest, then looked down at the wine and began to gulp it together.
Surprised by the sight, Gaon put her wine down, and Priscilla also slightly squinted her eyes and smiled softly.
“Whoops, this kind of behavior. It’s the first time I’ve ever done it.”
“… Sorry.”
“Why are you apologizing? It wasn’t that bad. Sometimes this is fine.”
Priscilla said that with a strangely excited expression, and then drank the remaining wine in the glass to the end.
A faint blush appears on your cheeks.
“Priscilla. Drink slowly. Then you get drunk.”
“Whoa, are you worried about that? It’s okay because I’m stronger than I look. This level is unbearable.”
“… Wouldn’t it be nice to be careful though? It might affect your reputation.”
“Huhuhuhu, Gaon-kyung is also very worried. I have no problem. Look at this. Fine… What? Ah, ah!”
“Priscilla-sama!”
Priscilla, who got up from her seat saying it was okay, couldn’t handle her sudden surge of alcohol and threw her off balance.
Gaon shouted at her and rushed to support her as she stumbled.
“Look at this. Didn’t I tell you to drink slowly?”
“Um… It seems that today is a no-drinking day. Huhuhu, I can usually drink more…”
Priscilla smiled at Gaon’s nagging and shook her head.
The tail of the ponytail that was braided back swayed gently, and at the same time, the wine’s wine and Priscilla’s body scent spread out.
Gaon, agitated by her enchanting scent, shuddered at her, then regained her senses and led her out of her balcony.
As we moved to the sofa, Priscilla tapped her forearm and said,
“Gaon-gyeong. I’m fine. Just a little bit, really bitch—just drunk. I can walk alone.”
“I know. I just want to support it.”
She said it lightly, judging that it would not be good to talk at length with a drunkard, but Priscilla smiled happily and pressed her body closer.
“Huh, you wanted to help? Am I attractive?”
“…”
“No? … I guess not. Well, I knew it would be like this. There’s no way anyone likes me.”
After Priscilla sat her down on the couch, she continued to mutter for a while. After 30 minutes of talking to herself or asking questions, she let out a long yawn, blinked her eyes, and then leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep.
Gaon waited to see if she would do anything unexpected, but after confirming that she was asleep, he put his butt on the sofa opposite her, feeling relieved.
“Whoa… I should have just stopped drinking.”
I couldn’t even talk much, and she only listened to her complaints for a long time.
She felt a little sorry for her, but she didn’t want to hear it again.
“By the way, the count seems to have a unique taste.”
The summary of what she had been hearing all half an hour was that the Count hated her appearance. She didn’t know in detail what part she didn’t like, but she said she didn’t like it after the first night. .
It was a taste that was difficult for Gaon to understand.
He observed Priscilla for a while, then, deciding that she had slept soundly enough, he hugged her and headed for her bedroom.
As soon as I lay down on the bed, it seems that the condition is not so bad as I toss and turn in a comfortable position.
‘I’ll have to leave it like this for a few hours.’
I think I need at least 2-3 hours to wake up from alcohol.
Gaon sighed and sat down on a nearby chair.
