[WARNING: This chapter contains R-18 scenes.]
The wedding proceeded the same way as the rest.
"You may kiss the bride."
After the announcement, Lawrend leaned forward and kissed Humility. He exchanged a few pleasantries here and there with the various nobilities from the former Undrasil Kingdom.
Lawrend opened the door to the bridal chamber—where he had been having sex with his new wives.
Humility held a glass of 'liquid' in her hands in between her chest. She was in her birthday suit with nothing else but a frilly black collar on her neck.
"Welcome, Sir Husband."
Humility supported a graceful smile. She bowed and offered the glass to Lawrend. The slightly cloudy liquid reflected an alluring sight and an intoxicating smell.
Lawrend was familiar with it. He had drunk it several times before.