Chapter 11 – 1. Covenant Night (1)
The conversation between Oriane and Romuald was captured, and it was about 10 minutes later that Lucienne appeared again. She was wearing her dress on her, which seemed to be more practical than glamorous, with her hair simply combed.
“Lucienne, you are very late.”
“I’m a little late to decorate.”
Rom laughed inwardly. If it’s still there, it’s still the same. The way she responded in an aloof manner was truly Lucienne-like. She didn’t appear to be dressed up for long, even with empty words, which she did as an excuse for not being able to find even a speck of last name.
“Still, you can’t keep her guests waiting. Even though Lord Dior was very hungry, he was considerate until you arrived.”
“You are suffering.”
“At least a polite thank you, dear.”
Looking at her rom, Lucienne tilted her head and immediately sat down. Oriane apologized for her daughter’s rudeness of her in her fidgety expression of her.
“I’m sorry, my daughter is very shy…”
“Fine.”
Lightly holding out her hand Her, Rome managed to keep her expressionless. It wasn’t really Orianna or her own fault her. It was only that the Lucienne Le Moin he knew did n’t shy away from her face her, and she did n’t care what other people’s eyes looked at.
“My daughter, have you heard of Sir Dior’s reputation?”
“I don’t know who exactly you are talking about because they are from such a famous family.”
Lucienne, who shamelessly let go of her pretense her, rolled her eyes at Rome. Considering what had happened in the Marquis over the past three days, it made no sense not to know his name.
“Romuald, Romuald of Dior.”
Finally, feeling the need to step out at this point, Rom introduced himself. He also didn’t know who the woman in the winter seat across from me really was, so he didn’t think it was something he said.
“Seeing that it’s a name I’ve never heard of, I don’t think it’s a direct descendant.”
Sure enough, Lucienne responded as if she had been waiting.
“Lou, Lucienne!”
Then Oriane freaked out and scolded her daughter her. While she was contemplating, she seemed properly upset that she was uttering the words of admonition clearly.
“What kind of habit is that in front of someone who fought for our territory!”
It was a good enough statement. If Rom had valued her face her like the others, or he had n’t known the disposition of the North’s most beautiful woman, she would have felt insulted. It wouldn’t have been strange if she rebelled against him and left the place.
“It is not a birthplace. The son of the former head of the family is correct.”
Rom readily responded. It was a topic that an ordinary person would not be able to talk about with a smile because it brought up my origins.
So Oriane was grateful for the generosity he showed at this moment.
“It seemed so. Well, I know that there were more than 10 members in the direct line of a prestigious family, but it’s hard to remember all of them, including the illegitimate children.”
Lucienne sighed. From revealing the private parts of the person in front of her eyes to insulting the family her, she was a figure that could not be found. Even Oriane, who had called her to this place and tried to get along well with her her rom her, couldn’t utter her words her anymore, and her words her were so much that her mouth her was pouting .
“Certainly, having a lot of children is a good thing only when the family is harmonious.”
“Children are mirrors of adults. If parents are not straight people, how can a harmonious family be created? In that sense, I don’t like wildcats snooping around, wondering if there’s anything to be gained by making some military exploits.”
Rom laughed lightly. It was because the appearance of the lady of the Marquis who now insulted me even with slang words reminded me of a certain annoyance I had in the past. And on the other hand, she realized anew why a woman named Lucienne Le Mohan was so fiercely hostile towards herself and others outside her.
Of course, I didn’t mean to continue to tolerate such abusive language.
“It’s nice that Miss Lucienne is so witty.”
“She seems to like it because she doesn’t notice her.”
“Not necessarily. However, since she only said the right words every word, there was no room for refutation. It is true that the Dior family is excessively bloated, but I am an illegitimate child, and as you can see, the fact that I am snooping around to see if there is anything to be gained by establishing military exploits is ongoing.”
“… ?”
Only then did Lucienne crinkle her brow and look at Rome. Well, it was the expression that all children like this had. She was a provocation that even a good-natured good-natured person would get angry at, but far from being offended, she was just having fun.
“I am embarrassed to hear you say that. Does our driver prefer to be looked down upon?”
“No, not at all.”
“Then why?”
“Be careful because you’re in front of someone you don’t know how to relate to in the future.”
“I’m sorry, but I have no intention of accepting courtship from a man like you.”
“I think so too. But my mother seems to have a different opinion.”
Turning her head, her daughter her glared at her mother her. Orianne, who had been in a state of trembling as she listened to the conversation between the two of them, replied yes with a glance at Lucienne.
“Okay. I guess my mother instilled false hopes in me.”
“If it’s okay, I’d like to express it a little differently.”
“How?
“From my point of view, I am more of a mother than a daughter.”
Oriane was started. It was because she saw it as an insult of the kind that her venomous daughter would never go over. Surprisingly, however, Lucienne opened her mouth in the calmest way she had ever shown in front of Rome.
“Indeed…”
It’s as if she did something that deserves respect, so she wants to be treated that way.
“You are not as blind as I thought.”
“It’s an overstatement.”
“Somehow, I feel like I’m old-fashioned.”
Lucienne rolled her eyes once more. Rome just smiled incoherently.
“I’m sorry, Mother, but it would be better for you two to eat. I suddenly remembered something important. Fortunately, the driver seems to like her mother her more than me, so I’ll ask you.”
“Hey, wait! Lucienne!”
“Then excuse me.”
The war of nerves on the table, reminiscent of a battlefield, ended with the departure of the enemy commander. It was before the food prepared in the kitchen was ready.
“I’m sorry, Sir Dior…”
Oriane looked at her daughter’s back her, who she left in the blink of an eye, and opened her mouth instead.
“It’s nothing for your wife to apologize for.”
It really didn’t have to be, though.
“It went rather well. Because the two of us can have a meal together.”
Thanks to that, I was able to spend as much fun as the ceremony that will follow.
* * *
It was around midnight when the two of them, who had been scattered to their respective rooms after dinner, reunited. In the meantime, Rome, who had sorted out the luggage I had brought, felt a bitter feeling from the fact that all his possessions her were worn-out armor and four or five gold coins.
“Sir, it’s me.”
“Come in.”
After the ceremony, the disheveled clothes were slightly adjusted, but the decorations were still unchanged. Her braided hair and her deep-cut dress, under the soft chandelier lighting, gave off a very strange feeling.
When I turned around to the nanny who was trying to help me take off, saying that I would do it alone later, I saw how much her breasts were beating her and I was afraid that she would be caught this night.
“Finally, this moment has arrived.”
With a click, Rome grabbed her doorknob and activated her lock her, wrapping her hand around Oriane’s waist. Unlike her gentlemanly appearance her at her dinner table, he teased her with her blatant touch her.
Of course, today is not the day the mistress of the Marquis of Lemoyn is raped.
However, she faces what she will have to risk with the contract she will sign from now on. I realize how tenacious and intense the indulgence of this knight rom who longs for me is.
“Did you bring what I told you about?”
Rome lightly teased Oriane’s ass and asked. Her shape her, like a pretty peach, was very outrageous in spite of her large, plump body her. Needless to say she was nice to look at and touch. Unlike a high-class prostitute from Amman who would have rubbed a dog or a cow, the fact that she hadn’t been in the hands of a man for a long time was a passing point.
“Are you talking about the family seal and crystal ball?”
“Yes.”
One of the two items Rome requested was literally a seal. It was the symbol of the Lemoang family used when there was a need to seal an official letter of the margrave’s estate or to seal a document.
“Here you are. I’m not sure what you’re going to use the crystal ball for…”
On the other hand, the crystal ball boasting a matte look like a round jewel was literally a magical tool that could preserve records. It was an expensive strategic item that anyone other than a Margrave-class noble could even dare to bring in, and the naive Oriane was not expecting at all that it would be used to contain her oath her.
“Because the seal is necessary for the contract with my wife. The crystal ball is to capture the image and keep it for a long time.”
“Are you trying to leave evidence so I can’t step out?”
“No, it could be used for that purpose, but it’s not my wish.”
“What if?”
The two of them moved to a table on one side of the room. The way they cling to each other and move without being excessive was like a bride and groom entering a wedding ceremony. Although the feeling of decadence gradually increased due to the bold hand movements of one side.
“Of course, I want to contain your wife’s lewd lust.”
“That, like that…”
On the table, there was a blank sheet of paper and a fountain pen prepared by Rome earlier. It was a contract placed to commemorate the reversal between the two, who had a clear relationship between a wife and a knight until this morning.
“Sit.”
Rom, who had seated her Orianne in her chair, placed her sigil and orb on her desk.
“From now on, we will write together.”
After that, he started to complete the draft by having him write the contract himself with the prepared fountain pen.
“A feudal contract between the deputy Marquis of Northern Gaul, Orianne Lemoant, and the knight Romuald Dior.”
First, it is a mutually agreed contract. After signing and sealing, it officially takes effect and cannot be revoked under any circumstances during the specified period.
Second, this is a contract that will be supplemented later. It states that several specific provisions may be added depending on which side of the week’s bet ends with a win.
Third, it is an equivalent contract. The main point is that Auriane Lemoang, the deputy of the Northern Margrave of Gaul, decided to receive an oath of allegiance instead of bestowing himself as a fief to his vassal Romuald Dior.
“I think this is enough for the basics. It would be more fun to fill in the rest gradually.”
“Being a lord during the day and a female at night…”
“I wanted to write more dirty words, but I held back.”
Oriane, whose face blushed at the blatant words, involuntarily swallowed the saliva. The contents of the fresh contract were as basic as Rom’s words of hers, but she made it known that the vocabulary used as a means of expressing it was intended for an obscene purpose.
“And I won’t write it down here, but I have one more request to hear from you.”
“What is that?”
“Give me your wife’s wedding ring.”
It would be a natural thing to do. Because this was a second chance that would never happen again.
“Yeah, but this is a ring she has never taken off since her husband her proposed to her her…”
“I know. So, you must give it to me.”
Rom’s lust was as sincere and passionate as its innocence his. Therefore, the gentleman who had been there no longer remained in this place.
“Because I’m going to erase the name of the Margrave’s adult from it and engrave it as proof that you serve me as your master. The fact that the lofty noble lady Orianne Lemoang is a female subordinate to this Romuald Dior.”
“Oh…”
He was just a man who was possessive towards the woman he had desired all his life his.
“I am dedicating this to the wife who has become a female knight who serves her her, along with the words that she will serve her carefully from now on.”
Her fate her to come to her here, her, her was decided.
“A token of her relationship with her with her beloved husband with her.”
From tonight, she becomes Mrs. Doe.
