Chapter 223 – 22. The Ardennes Harem (3)
Shoot, the baron, soaked in the pouring hot water, soon found soap and balm. After washing his sweaty body refreshed from a long affair, he wiped off the water with a towel prepared in advance. It was really impressive that the nude body, balanced like a statue, shone beautifully when it received the snowy light outside the window.
It was already early morning by the time I got out of the bathroom and rummaged through the closet and put on my clothes. Henrietta, who had almost fainted, was still in her peaceful dreamland, but Rome felt that the LeBlanc family’s mistress was no longer a threat to the frozen land.
‘It’s hard to think that it’s completely over, but…’
After all, she was the older sister and aunt of her two beloved wives. She was a beautiful woman, just like the nickname of the woman who brought spring to the East. If you tamed it to get her hands on it, she tamed it, but did not intend to harm you.
‘Because I’m not stupid enough to easily let go of her lovely wife.’
The assistant’s achievements were dramatic compared to the short period of time. However, what Rome wanted was both the public status of a political partner and the private status of a concubine who was engaged in collusion and tryst. Ultimately, it was to marry her sister as a wife and concubine, just like her current mother-daughter husband.
‘You’ll still have to pay attention. If possible, I want you to be completely mine before I return to the East.’
Even if it was over, it is forbidden to be careless.
Dominating people is a job that requires the responsibility and ability to match it.
‘It must have a decisive finish.’
So Rome stepped in front of the full-length mirror and checked my attire. He tidied up his casual clothes, which were rather cheap for an aristocrat with the title of baron, covered the bed with the blanket on which Henrietta slept, and left her room.
‘Let’s sort things out…’
The ambition to obtain everything in the world does not change. However, his thorough personality guards against excessive greed. That’s why Rome already felt the feeling of conquering the world with the Marquis, the young lady, and his maid.
Satisfied with it If you’re asking me if I’m willing to get more, I’m not, but I am.
‘The question is whether I can protect what I have.’
After leaving the room, the baron went out into the hallway, brushing his still slightly wet hair as he moved on. Watching the newly awakened maids busily preparing for their daily routine, I was greeted briefly, and I organized my thoughts while looking for a place where Marion, the head maid, might be.
‘The greatest threat is the Duke of Arno in the East.’
The damage to the East, which loses its monopoly right when the snowfield trade route is developed, is enormous. Considering the fertility of their land, material abundance will not disappear, but people can become cruel in situations where they may lose what they have.
Madame LeBlanc must therefore be completely on her side.
‘It’s quite annoying that the lords of the northern area snoop around like wildcats.’
There is no doubt that the prestige of the Northern Marquis is at an all-time high. However, the Counts of Poitiers, Lorthringen, and Baron Brienne are those who must not let their guard down as they have walked a tightrope between the barons and the central royal family.
‘Three are people who have solidified their status through typical arranged marriages. As such, the wife’s authority is quite large. If you catch their weaknesses, you’ll be able to use them forever. Rumor has it that these women are rumored to have bad personalities, so it would be nice if I tamed them properly and gave them to Lucienne.’
The Lemoang family is a margrave family with tradition and bones. However, the Ardennes family is nothing more than an upstart baronic family that has just made itself its founder. As such, an upstart like Rom will cause envy and jealousy and challenge.
‘I don’t have much knowledge about the autumn stone of the west. I didn’t really have much information in my previous life. I’m sick of hearing that it’s pretty, but…’
It was an expression that didn’t come close to the baron, who was overflowing with beauties by his side.
‘I don’t mean to criticize the boldness of attempting an assassination. But it’s pretty upsetting to think that people other than me were the target.’
She is powerless and she is confident. So is her brain to some extent. Of course, that doesn’t mean that he regards himself as an infantile dictator, but the invincible knight of Lumière has no memory of succumbing to threats and conspiracies.
What else could be offended by a corrupt baron in exchange for honest virtue?
It’s good to attack yourself. Rather, it invites a sense of well-being. However, it was difficult to just go beyond touching the people I cherish. At least there was no damage, so it’s just that emotions don’t arise.
‘I have to pay the price, Miss Esmeralda.’
Romuald Ardennes’ law is one. To protect the women I love. If necessary, he could even face off against the King or the Iron-Blooded Empress who commands Rus.
Yes, I like taming women. She has no intention of hiding that desire.
She is the mother and daughter of Auriane Le Moin and Lucienne Le Moin.
Or put Henrietta LeBlanc in for a sister fuck house.
It is the best to harass a woman with a beautiful body like Françoise as her concubine and receive her massage.
It is fun to play with exotic beauties like the nine dancers like tools, or to bow down to the feet and press the heads of the women who run rampant believing only in their status, like the wives of the three lords. Having your own child sleep instead is the perfect way to satisfy your lust.
However, he was not a gentle knight to the extent that he was worn out by peace. Rom nodded inwardly as he went down the stairs, looking for the maid. There’s nothing to be afraid of, so I’ll do anything.
“Rom? Who are you looking for so early in the morning?”
… Except for one person.
“You’re not doing anything weird again, are you?”
“Sister Marguerite, what do you mean by that?”
In the central hallway on the first floor, I met Marguerite Dior, my half-sister with beautiful dark brown hair. It hadn’t been long since the sun had risen, and it was a time when the maids were prone to yawning because it hadn’t been long since they had woken up.
Even so, the sister who found my sister in a frugal yet elegant dress spoke to her with a dignified expression, just like her lively sister, even after staying up all night.
“When you were doing such and such things with Miss Françoise before, your expression was just like now…”
“No, sister. Why is that story here…”
“Anyway, you’re really worried, like a child left at the water’s edge. I heard that Miss Françoise came to visit me a little while ago and guided me around the estate so that I could live comfortably during my stay. You shouldn’t let such a kind-hearted girl hurt her heart.”
Rom nodded with an understanding expression. Far from hurting her, Françoise is her first concubine. It’s just embarrassing that she can’t reveal that fact, and as she discussed earlier, she goes so far as to deal with her with such utmost sincerity to prevent her from intervening in Marguerite.
“Yes, of course I do care. And Marquis Baekryeong is quite vast, so if you want to go around for sightseeing purposes, you’ll need to spend about 15 days or a month. In the meantime, I will tell you to pay special attention to the escort and convenience so that there is no inconvenience.”
“Yes, I will leave it to you. But don’t take my word for granted. I’m very worried that Miss Françoise might be bullied just for being favored by you. It’s a bit off-putting to say this to a newlywed, but there are many cases where a seemingly decent person like Madame Lemoang is actually scary.”
It was certainly true that her true nature, which she hides, is terrifying. Not on the cruel or violent side, but on the lewd side.
‘I’m the kind of person who would rather like it more if I had more concubines or other women…’
Seeing his sister speak with a very serious expression, Rom couldn’t help but stroke his chin. And Marguerite, surprised by her younger brother’s behavior, gave a harsh voice and scolded her.
“I asked what happened to him because his right hand was bandaged, and he said he was injured while cooking. But how common are wounds that are so deep that blood oozes through so many layers of bandages? She was embarrassed herself and left the seat saying that she would excuse herself, but since she put on an expression that said there was no way, she was really embarrassed!”
“… What did you just say?”
My younger brother was the one who would quickly become intimidated if he gave a scolding. However, what Marguerite faced today was Rome, who narrowed his eyes terribly. He was my youngest, who changed his expression as soon as he heard the story, as if he really didn’t know.
“How could you really not know?”
“Tell me more.”
“Ah, you came to me earlier. I’m saying that I’ll apologize for the rudeness a while ago and I’ll guide you to the territory. But until last night, a bandage I hadn’t seen before was wrapped around my right hand. When I asked, she said that she had been injured while cooking. The last time I saw you yesterday was after dinner, and today I haven’t even prepared breakfast yet.”
Rom nodded his head and politely apologized.
“I’m sorry, sister. I think we should talk again later.”
Before he could answer, he turned his back and went up the stairs again. It was to go down underground through a secret passage.
‘Are you going to ask Madame Lemoyn? Or Mrs. LeBlanc?’
Unfortunately, it looked different to Margaret, who misunderstood that ferocious expression and the place where her feet were headed for the third floor.
‘You know her sister when you see her older sister, so she must have realized that she was hiding something.’
The abbot’s strange misunderstanding deepened.
‘Ah, poor Rom…’
