Chapter 188 – 18. Henrietta of Deviation (8)
Marguerite Dior’s unusual love for her half-sister is not a thing of the past. This is because she originally has a lot of affection from her personality, and she is the youngest child who often stimulates maternal love compared to the proud second and self-reliant third.
‘Hey, Romuald!’
‘Maru sister!’
‘Where have you been? If I go out, I have to tell my sister that I’m leaving before I go!’
Who would have predicted Romuald, Baron of Ardennes, was a child who rummaged through the garden to give his sister a four-leafed shamrock as a gift. Concerned about his brother his who did n’t show up for dinner until the sun went down, the memory of wandering all night looking for him with his employees his is still as vivid as it was last night, even after more than ten years have passed.
‘Ah, that’s it…’
‘Do you know how worried my sister was? What about Anais and Leonard?’
‘Don’t be angry.’
‘It’s because you’re scolding me! If something happened to you, do you think your father would have left the nanny or butler alone?’
He was a child who often burst into tears when he was pressed because he had something to scold him for. Even so, it was the younger brother who cried and cried while looking at his pretty eyes and apologized for being wrong right away. He was the youngest without a doubt that his innocence and good heart his befitting his age his would last forever.
‘Oh, I was wrong…’
‘Don’t cry, pop!’
‘Hey, that’s Mar-noona’s birthday…’
The place where he found the young and innocent boy was none other than the tomb by the lake. At the tombstone of Catherine, the mother who gave birth to me, he held the four-leafed shamrock in his hand like other flowers, waiting for the moment the darkness would pass.
‘I meant to give this as a gift.’
‘Oh my God, it’s a four-leaf shamrock.’
‘It’s said to bring good luck, Mar-noona said she wanted it before…’
‘Is that why you’ve been walking around the garden all this time?’
‘Eh, I won’t do that next time…’
At that time, the High House was still at a time when Dark Ball was running away. Naturally, the person who was expected to lead the family was Emilian, not Arsene. Above all, since it was a time when millennials were alive and well, the tomb of the government was also located in the garden of the clear lake.
Later, after he died, it was destroyed.
‘I’m sorry, sister, please forgive me for being mad at our dear Rom.’
‘It’s okay! Mar-nee is pretty even when she gets angry!’
‘This guy, how much do you want to make women cry when you grow up?’
The boy, who smiled brightly, was very beautiful, perhaps because he resembled his Cortizan mother. Some even talked about whether there was a beautiful youngest daughter among the unknown children of the central high family.
‘Never cry! When I grow up, I will marry you and make you happy for a long time!’
‘Pufu, really? Is our cute Romuald going to make my sister a pretty bride later?’
‘Yes! I like Mar-noona the best in the world!’
The shamrocks of that time are still irreplaceable treasures for Marguerite Dior. It was because he had even borrowed the power of a famous alchemist to keep that valuable item in its raw state. Instead of expensive jewelry, a single blade of grass is kept in the jewelry box of the abbess in a glass tube the size of a finger.
A gift from my sweet and pure brother, Romuald.
So Margaret, who always frowned even more with a benevolent face, touched the desk and glared at Rome. Before being a religious mogul, like an aristocratic woman from the upper class of Gaul, she easily guessed about her sister’s formalization of her and questioned her.
“My brother, do you want to explain to your sister what the hell is going on?”
“The cat I started raising a while ago seems to have caught a cold because it was cold. It’s a bit difficult to show him because he’s shy, but…”
“The day you lied for the first time as a child. Do you remember what I scolded you for?”
“I don’t know about anyone else, but my sister said that she would always be by my side. He said that the reason why he was so angry was because he did n’t trust him rather than because he lied.”
“You seem to remember it well. It’s true that we haven’t seen each other for a long time. But that doesn’t mean you’ve grown up alone. I’m asking you, so I want you to tell me honestly before you get really angry.”
The sister’s utmost seriousness made her baron raise her hands and feet. Since she was a woman who had been in charge of her own discipline since she was young, Rome admitted her mistake to the very difficult Marguerite.
“Sorry. I was doing naughty things.”
“With who? Tell them to come out from below.”
“With the maid of the mansion. She’s completely naked, so it’s a bit hard for her to come out now, even for her sake her…”
“I need to see her face to see what she looks like, so get up and get something to put on. Then both of you go to bed and sit down.”
What more can I say in front of my old guardian who could easily see through meticulous lies. It was a baron who expressed disapproval considering the aspect of his concubine his, but to no avail.
“Sister Marguerite, no matter how much it is…”
“Come on, Romuald!”
“… Yep.”
Nothing went through with the saddened sister’s command. Rom sighed quietly and nodded his head obediently. Just a moment ago, I was full of displeasure because I had circumstances ahead of me, but I couldn’t bear to express it.
After all, she was my stepsister who always cared for and loved me.
‘Are you okay?’
‘Yes, sorry…’
‘No, strictly speaking, it’s my fault.’
He looked under the desk and asked for Françoise’s consent. Then, with a shy smile, he pulled up his pants and stood up. I opened the door of a nearby closet and took out a wide coat and returned. There was a uniform she had taken off in the bathroom, but going to get it now would only aggravate her sister’s anger at her.
“It will be uncomfortable to wear underneath. I’ll be back for a while, so tell me when you’re ready.”
Even in the midst of this, Marguerite, who showed consideration, turned her back. Thanks to that, Françoise, who was able to get out of the desk relatively easily, started putting on the coat Rome gave her. She stole the corners of her mouth that dripped saliva, and tidied up her appearance by squeezing the area between her legs that dripped cum.
“It’s all done.”
“That’s right, sister.”
The two sat upright with their buttocks spread on a clean bedspread. After a while, Marguerite turned around and looked closely at the brown-haired maid who looked just like me, then crossed her arms to her.
“My lady, what is your name?”
“Ph, my name is Françoise.”
The status of Baron Ardennes’ concubine was only valid for the family. Officially, Françoise’s status is merely that of an employee who is scheduled to take office as the subordinate maid of the Winter Mansion.
“Miss Françoise, I think I’ve glanced at you, but are you a maid in this mansion?”
“Yes, it is.”
Compared to the actual hostess of the Duke of Dior and the woman whom the Archbishop of Gaul made her disciple, she is of a very low status. Naturally, Françoise answered with a dignified yet respectful demeanor. And fortunately, her attitude made a good impression on Marguerite.
“I know that there is always a lot of hard work between hard work. I am also grateful that my younger sister is comfortable and not uncomfortable. But as an older sister, she couldn’t stand by and see that she had seduced her recently married child and dragged her into this mischievous prank.”
“Yes?”
Rom looked at his sister his with a puzzled expression. With a solemn expression on her face her, she winked at me saying that it was not the time for you to step out, and continued her admonition her. She really is, like the abbess who shelters nuns all over the country.
“She is, in the first place, a woman who knows what culture is she, regardless of her status her. She is obliged to strictly defend her premarital virginity. Since ancient times, the meaning of virginity in our society may have been overestimated, but it functioned as a measure of chastity. So the young lady should be especially careful not to be looked down upon by someone who predicted your behavior alone later on.”
Françoise bowed her head in disgrace. She seemed to be accepting, in fact, that the greater part of her baronial fault was her fault. Thanks to her her, her very embarrassing rom her opened her mouth to defend her.
“Sister, it seems that you are seriously mistaken about something, but there is nothing wrong with Françoise…”
“You too, Romuald! Amman, even if such a pretty maid seduces you, you are no longer a knight, but a baron! If you become a noble, you should show the dignity you deserve! Now that you are all grown up, I understand that Chunjeong is moving, but a new groom is an affair!”
“No, I was the first to seduce you…”
“Try to distinguish time and place! My sister is not trying to harm Miss Françoise! So there is no need to forcefully wrap it up! You are the one who knows best in the world that you are not that kind of child, so why do you keep trying to get out of the situation with lies?”
Marguerite sighed and continued nagging. Somehow, I felt a sense of familiarity and a welcome feeling, but that didn’t make the embarrassment go away.
“It is not wrong to enjoy fornication. You’re not a priest belonging to any denomination, and of course you can. It’s just that my sister wants to scold me for falling for the temptation of someone who can’t be responsible.”
‘Well, I took responsibility and I did the seduction…’
“Romuald, please be aware of what kind of existence you will appear to the opposite sex. In the middle of the day, how would the baron, whose prestige pierce the sky, be viewed by those around him? Needless to say, you will look perfect like a fairytale prince. And in that sense, it’s not like you wouldn’t understand why Miss Francoise seduced you. It’s just your attitude that fell for that twist.”
‘Françoise, do you think I look like a prince in a fairy tale?’
‘Yes? No matter how much I love my master, don’t I keep a little distance from you?’
‘I know yeah…’
“Think of Miss Françoise suddenly becoming pregnant after having a sweet night. Of course, a life that you cannot be responsible for is born, and the poor girl who is tied to it is also pitifully ruining it. Moreover, what is this guy who even became a newlywed? After all, was the marriage to Madame Lemoang just a ploy? You should have told your sister earlier!”
‘It’s not a strategy, I ate all three deliciously…’
‘Ah, master! Just be quiet!’
“Did you use birth control? Is this your first time? Haven’t you been noticed by others? If you must do it, do it secretly and out of sight. It is desirable to do it only with the person you love as much as possible. If you still can’t stand it, throw one of her concubines her. If it’s a political strategy, wouldn’t your sister-in-law understand?”
Margaret, who touched her throbbing forehead, gently narrowed her brows. He seldom got angry, but he seemed to be having a hard time because he was angry like this. In the meantime, Françoise, who had taken action based on her long experience of serving the picky Marquis, cautiously offered her apology.
“I’m so sorry, Abbey.”
“… No. I’m also sorry for being abrupt. Since it’s my younger brother’s business, I stopped feeling my emotions. But fornication committed by two people is really wrong. I can’t force you to stop dating, but if you absolutely must date, do it like a mature adult.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
“If you really love my sister and have the courage to prepare for her future trials, confessing honestly to Madame Le Moin is one way. I am also willing to personally be her patron if she becomes this child’s concubine.”
“I’ll try to listen. You won’t be repeating the same mistake once. And I’m very sorry during the talk, but it’s time for the evening banquet to begin soon. Maybe the two of you should go soon…”
Only then did Marguerite, who regained her senses, glance at the clock hanging on the wall. Time had passed in the blink of an eye between her scolding the relationship of her maid with her decidedly immodest brother her.
“Okay. Let’s just stop here for today.”
Confirming that it was not long until the time the banquet was supposed to be held, she added while looking at her ROM her.
“Rom, let’s finish talking with you as we go. She’ll talk to her sister-in-law and ask for a seat next to you in the ballroom. If you have any difficulties, you should always consult with this older sister…”
As if seeing something pitiful, Marguerite stole tears. In her mind her, she already thought that this tragedy was caused by the subject of the arranged marriage, Mrs. Lemoang.
‘Well, then, the owner? I’ll take care of the later work.’
‘No, what should I do if only you slip away like that?’
‘Sorry…’
My sister, who left the doorway, didn’t hurry up and looked back as if asking what she was doing. Rom, having checked once again the dressing of her suit her, without her help her, followed her. She was thrilled to feel her stiff erect penis on the other side of her pants and under her underwear.
‘Driving me crazy…’
It was right before ejaculation.
