Chapter 230 – 22. The Ardennes Harem (Complete)
A tea party is also a social activity.
Gallic etiquette is very strict, and overeating, even in the most informal way, is considered an act of ignorance. At least, it is acceptable to some degree due to the characteristics of a country with a developed gastronomic culture during fixed meal times, but that is all.
In a place where you can enjoy the fragrant aroma of black tea, sweet snacks are always a treat. If there is something to do with snacks without restraint, it’s a perfect act to hear the slander of the enemy. That’s why Estelle Lotringen and Isabel Brienne took care of snacks without being caught.
‘The more I eat something, the more I feel pulled.’
‘Why? It definitely tastes good, but it’s not that different from what I usually eat.’
The two wives, each with a colorful charm, each picked up a snack they liked. In the case of pink Estelle, it was a puff cream. It was a soft pastry stuffed full of creamy cum.
‘It’s really creamy, it’s not too overpowering and it has a subtle sweetness, but I like that it sticks to your mouth because it’s sticky. It’s particularly impressive that the aftertaste lingers for quite a while while giving off a healthy feeling.’
The purple Isabelle, on the other hand, showed interest in the smaller, bite-sized Madeleine. He chewed on it without even thinking that the thick, condensed jam was actually made from boiling down the baron’s cum. Every time I squirmed the rather stiff bread, I enjoyed the moist and smooth feeling that went down my throat.
‘Delicious. It’s amazing. If it’s freshly baked, it’s okay, but madeleines cooled at room temperature often have a nasty smell, but this one is perfect. Every time I chew, I keep looking for jam with rich flavor. It’ll be a big deal if I gain weight like this!’
What Cream Puffs and Madeleine had in common as desserts was the filling. As today was our first meeting, there was nothing good about buying unnecessary vigilance. The black tea was indeed Vedic’s finest, and only a few drops of cum were added to the deep brew, just in case Yvonne wasn’t looking for snacks.
Was it raining though?
Dessert on the plate seemed to suit the noble ladies, who were represented by lust and arrogance. And the reason why they chose cream puffs and madeleine out of many pastries was the pleasure of tasting the cum inside.
“Madame LeBlanc, if it’s okay with you, could you call for that employee named Françoise?”
“Ah, I would like to ask you too. It’s enough refreshments to get compliments.”
A grinning Oriane waved her hand bell from her round table. She made a dangling sound as she called the maid who had been waiting outside her door the whole time. She followed that up with her appearance in which her stunning body stands out over her uniform.
“Francoise? Mrs. Lotringen and Mrs. Brienne say they want to talk to you.”
Born as a knight’s daughter and assisting the young lady for a long time, her lady-in-waiting was like that, so she was calm in front of two women who were rather fussy. He dealt with the interest of the nobles, which would be difficult for any commoner, with polite manners.
“It was a great dessert. In Gaul, the local food of the north, starting with the frozen soil, contains a lot of sugar. However, your pastry lasted just the right amount of sweetness without getting bitten. I am very curious about the secret.”
“It is an honor to hear such a statement from the wife of a prestigious Baron of Lothringen. Certainly, foods originating from cold and chilly regions are characterized by their sweetness, whether staples or snacks. This is due to the environment in which sugar intake is inevitable to maintain body temperature against the climate.”
Her good-looking maid maintained her respectful posture, her hands folded forward and folded. She was the one who prepared the refreshments she liked, and even pleased her eyes with her young and pretty appearance, so she had no choice but to develop a crush on her that she hadn’t had before.
“Refreshments eaten in a cozy, well-heated place don’t have to use a lot of sugar. In particular, for those who are going to be gourmets, it is more important to maintain goodness without harming the appreciation rather than recklessly sweet things.”
“Somehow, I ate cream puffs and didn’t get bitten at all. The warm feeling was really creamy in the Britannia way.”
“As an employee, I am just happy to hear that you enjoyed your meal. For reference, the owner helped me with the contents of the puff cream you mentioned. He enlightened me to a taste I hadn’t known before and added the most important ingredients.”
“Oh my God, does Baron Arden have that kind of knowledge?”
Françoise nodded. The first impression the wandering knight left on Lady Marquis Baek’s exclusive maid was beyond bad. But now, when she reflects on it, she was a fool back then, and the baron was a precious being.
As he said himself, he gave a lot of joy to a woman who lived a rigid life as a ladies’ maid. As far as she goes, she has the pleasure of receiving and tasting the male cum she adores, from giving in as a concubine.
“Yes, it is.”
He knelt down on her knees in her risqué underwear. She looked up with sorrowful eyes, stimulated her taste, and served with utmost sincerity. That cheap jizz was stored away and used to make dessert.
“How could someone like me create this flavor without his cooperation?”
It wasn’t humility. Because the secret of the pastry is the cum juice that is so enchanting that any woman will inevitably become addicted to it. Rom’s body, overflowing with her vitality, boasted an eternity that sublimated even cheap desires and did not corrupt in the slightest.
‘It’s a knowledge I learned from Lady Lucien on the surface, but perhaps it’s more like instinct than addiction that we constantly crave our master’s cum. It’s a substance that can even reverse aging, so it’s only natural that we’re unconsciously obsessed with it.’
After solving a series of questions, Estelle praised the humble maid. Isabelle, who was next in line after her, also asked in a friendly tone, not befitting her arrogant personality, if she had a crush on her because of her earlier question-and-answer.
“The jam inside the Madeleine seems to be special. Can you explain why the longer you chew, the thicker the taste, and the true nature of the rich flavor?”
“The ingredient is what the women of the Margrave usually call Britannia Milk Jelly. Due to its somewhat chunky texture, people who are not used to it may feel repulsive when eating it raw. However, as you have tasted, it is actually a delicacy that will never be seen again in royalties.”
“Surely…”
“The baron personally prepared it for me, a humble person. As you may have noticed the moment you put it in your mouth, the contents of Madeleine are not simple jam, but Gallic-style compote. It is a method of minimizing the addition of sugars and pouring plenty of raw materials such as fruits.”
“Indeed, I thought it must be jam because it is thicker than compote.”
“As I said, it is a unique property of Britannia milk jelly, which is the raw material. The thick, solid texture is already sticky by itself. That’s why we call it jelly.”
Isabel was involuntarily amazed. The lady of Baroness Brienne, who was known for being arrogant, was already missing the Madeleine of the cum I ate. Even while we were having a conversation, I swallowed the saliva that was gathering in vain.
The off-white color of three-colored ladies is not to be underestimated. Unlike those who succeeded in getting married through political strategy, relying only on the prestige of their family, each of them had their own charm. In short, it meant that he had obtained the same position as he is now with his fair and square skills.
The cum of Baron Ardennes is like the essence of youthful, refreshing energy. Oriane, who boasts perfect beauty like her nickname, Pyewolsuhwa, and Sagye-seok, who are comparable to her, have no place to be prettier, but there was room for them to have not joined the ranks yet.
“As Madame Lemoang recommended, we plan to hold such events often in the future. At that time, I want you to make another delicious madeleine like today.”
“Of course, leave it to me. We will gladly prepare more delicious snacks and wait for you.”
“Lie! More than this Madeleine?”
“Yes, but that doesn’t mean I sloppily baked what I ate to my satisfaction. No matter how well-cooked the food is, if you eat the same thing, eventually you will get tired of it.”
Isabel blinked absent-mindedly with her wide-open eyes and looked at her suspiciously. Excessive flattery is repulsive, and in the eyes of the strict hostess of Baron Brienne, the maid Françoise was mistaken.
“Then where can I tell you?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Give me an example of what you can serve me.”
If you hesitate even a little bit, I will give you a word. Before I could finish my promise to myself, the immediate answer came back. It was impossible to spit it out on one’s own terms unless it was really planned in advance.
“Umm, first of all, we plan to introduce it in a form that allows you to enjoy a more complex taste.”
“Complex taste?”
“I’m thinking about whether it would be nice to replace the meringue and ganache with soufflé and fondant au chocolat, respectively. As much as it is authentic, it will be able to provide more profound gustatory fun. The more complex the form of dessert, the more the taste is proportionate.”
The cloud-like soufflé can be cooked as a meal replacement, but that way the females who will become Rome’s future will not be able to show the true taste of cum. The reason why Cheopsil, which can make more colorful and appetizing confectionery, only made relatively simple pastries was because of the lover’s advice that it would be better to take steps slowly.
“Imagine hot, steaming chocolate, how it really tastes.”
“Ah, um…”
Instead of custard cream, I’ll treat you to a dessert soufflé filled with cum. Under the fluffy bread, we will also treat you to fondant au chocolat, like chocolate. So, in the end, I will use sticky Britannia milk jelly as a material for tarts, parfaits, puddings, and mousses.
Knock, Knock again.
Isabel, who had been listening to Françoise’s explanation, kept swallowing her saliva. Estelle, who was listening side by side, was not interested in sweets, but Yvonne, who muttered that this black tea seemed strangely addictive, followed.
“It’s not just words. I will be waiting for you to visit me anytime. Later, give me the opportunity to treat you to a meal as well as refreshments. I will pass on to her wives what the owner taught me about the reason for this lowly woman’s sense of taste.”
Françoise gently lowered her head.
There is no rush. The tea party has only just begun. It is also an opportunity for the three-colored lady to become more beautiful and to enjoy eternal youth. Seeing the unchangingly loyal concubines, sooner or later they would realize the happiness of receiving cum directly from my husband-cum-master rather than cooked.
‘… Miss, I guess I’m doing well, right?’
As if responding to those words, a secret square crystal ball that is not normally visible shone.
* * *
Winter Mansion, Underground.
“Huh, Bijou has grown up before I knew it.”
While she took on the role of assistant to the nine dancers, the young lady kept an eye on what was going on on the ground and continued talking to herself with a smirk.
“Ha ha, shameful bitches…”
Because no one was here.
“Anyway, there are too many fucking bitches in this world. You don’t even know that your body is calling for rape.”
Even the one who speaks.
“Do you agree?”
The plan to build the Ardennes family’s harem, led by the planner Lucienne Lemoang and two others, went smoothly.
