[Chapter 158] Delicious Torment

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The late Empress Retinia's palace had long lost its previous gloomy atmosphere. It looked even more splendid than Roardnes' palace, which had been transformed into the Crown Prince's palace, with so much gilding that it sparkled from afar.

Led by Bianca, I arrived at the bathroom, which had a bathtub specially made by Roardnes.

Bianca had taken such good care of it that it was already filled with the scent of flowers and warmth.

Normally, the Crown Princess's bathing was to be attended by maids chosen from noble families, but since the inauguration and wedding ceremonies were held simultaneously, preparations were not yet complete.

I had no desire at all to entrust my body to a stranger on such a tense day.

Bianca willingly attended to my bath and did not hesitate to make frank remarks. Most of them were warnings about how the first night should be.

"Rien, why aren't you embarrassed at all?"

"Ah!"

I blushed at her words.

I was embarrassed because it seemed like she had found out that I had done things far more embarrassing with Roardnes.

But Bianca, thinking it was the shyness of a bride on her first night, patted my shoulder and told me not to be afraid.

However, contrary to her worries, I was not afraid at all.

It was not me who should be afraid today.

After taking a bath, Bianca hugged me tightly and said a blessing prayer.

As soon as I left the bathroom, Madame Leblère gave me a nightgown she had made with a triumphant smile.

In her words, it was a design that was "sexy yet innocent, and modest yet thrilling".

Roardnes, who had quietly accepted the service of the attendants for only today, put on the robes they gave him and waited in the bridal chamber.

He poured logs into the fireplace, which was gently lit to keep Adriene, who was very sensitive to the cold, warm, and looked around the room with satisfaction once the warmth filled every corner.

Unlike the exterior of the magnificent Crown Princess's palace, the bedroom was decorated to suit Adriene's taste.

At first, he wanted to decorate it in green, but when he thought of the Grand Duke's bedroom where they spent their first night, he revised all his plans and decorated it in a deep purple, Adriene's other favorite color.

He smiled contentedly as he saw the canopy decorated with delicate purple chiffon and gold tassels draped over the bed in a seductive way.

As soon as he heard a knock on the door, signaling that the Crown Princess had entered the bridal chamber, Roardnes hurriedly sat down at a small table.

He was somewhat excited at the thought of being praised, as he had already poured the champagne that Adriene liked.

Click-.

Roardnes, who had been pouring the champagne in advance, forgot to breathe when he saw Adriene entering the bridal chamber.

"Roan!"

Adriene, with a flushed face, looked up at him suddenly.

He then realized that the champagne in his glass was overflowing and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Adriene, what on earth..."

"I was told I had to wear a formal dress, but they say no one follows those rules anymore."

Roardnes scanned Adriene in front of him and his face turned red.

Although it didn't show everything inside, the thin slip revealed the curves of her body.

"You're beautiful. No, you're beautiful. No, you're enchanting..."

It was the first time he had seen him babble like this, and Adriene, who had been a little nervous, burst into laughter and sat opposite him.

The large ribbon on her chest that fluttered every time she moved was so distracting that Roardnes tried hard to look away.

Knowing or not knowing his feelings, Adriene raised the champagne glass he had poured in advance and urged him to toast.

He didn't realize whether he was drinking it through his nose or his mouth as the giant champagne bottle was half empty.

"...Can you really be this beautiful?"

"Roan, stop it. You've been saying that all day."

"Am I actually dead and in Abadelia? There's only one woman like Adriene on earth, how can there be another woman as beautiful as Adriene here?"

"Strictly speaking, I have a twin, so there is another woman like me."

Adriene, who seemed to have completely relaxed, smiled with a twitch of her nose. Seeing her throat as she naturally drank the champagne, Roardnes felt thirsty.

"...Rien."

"Yes?"

Roardnes regretted stuffing the dry firewood into the fireplace so hard. The air in the room was too hot.

Even though he had only drunk a few glasses of champagne, his heart, which had been pounding throughout the wedding, was pounding in his ears as if it had broken down.

"You know?"

"What?"

"Do you know what the High Priest fed us before the ceremony?"

"Um, I think it's holy water? Or maybe a traditional royal drink that symbolizes union?"

Adriene replied lightly. She had drunk it thinking it was a kind of commemorative drink that the bride and groom shared.

Roardnes reached out to her lips, where a little champagne had spilled. He pressed his thumb against her moist lips and rubbed them, making Adriene's body flinch slightly.

Usually, he would have laughed lowly at her reaction, but now he couldn't even smile.

He wanted to swallow Adriene whole and roll her around in his mouth like a candy, breaking through the strangely tightening tension.

"Direct royal family members are given a strong contraceptive as soon as they come of age. They take measures to prevent noble blood from being born in the wrong place, and when they get married officially, they are given a drug that acts like an antidote to that contraception."

The hand that had stroked her lips slowly moved down and grabbed Adriene's arm.

Her slender body was drawn to him. Adriene naturally wrapped her arms around Roardnes' neck and sat on his strong thighs.

It was as if the hot flames from the fireplace had caught in Roardnes' eyes. His eyes, reflected in Adriene's, began to flicker.

Adriene stared at it, forgetting to breathe.

Roardnes, who had twisted her waist tightly, slowly opened his mouth.

"Do you understand what it means?"

"Then..."

"It means we have a lot of work to do."

A deep voice crept into Adriene's ear like a snake. Adriene's waist, gripped under his hand, twitched slightly.

"Tell me if you don't want to. If you don't want to..."

"I want to."

At the unequivocal answer, a faint ecstasy appeared at the corner of Roardnes' sensual lips.

Roardnes stretched his neck and bit Adriene's lips.

Their breaths mingled softly between their lips.

Adriene adjusted her position above him.

Her white arms wrapped more tightly around his neck, and her legs, half-exposed on the side, naturally wrapped around his waist.

"Adriene..."

Roardnes uttered a suppressed voice through his closed lips.

Finally, Roardnes stood up abruptly and carried her all the way to the bed draped with a canopy.

And he didn't let go of her lips until he leaned her against the headboard and sat her on his lap.

'Wait.'

Roardnes stiffened at the sudden feeling of strangeness.

"...Rien?"

Roardnes stared blankly at her, releasing her plump lips that he had been sucking.

He was clearly about to lay Adriene down and confine her under his shadow. But now, he was almost lying down, leaning against the headboard with her on his lap.

His mind cleared as if he had been splashed with cold water.

He tried to move his strong arms to grab Adriene's waist, but he couldn't. His arms and legs were as if they were tightly bound by something, unable to move.

"Rien?"

And Roardnes saw.

"I've been practicing magic with Rossi for a while, Roan."

Adriene, who was lying beneath him and smiling faintly, gathered her hair neatly to one shoulder.

Her white shoulders were completely exposed.

Roardnes gasped at the overly stimulating sight.

"What... what?"

"Bianca said that when you get married, you have to subdue your husband at the beginning."

As her red lips, which were wet with his, opened, Roardnes involuntarily swallowed. His throat, which had been parched since earlier, was burning.

"You've always taken the lead. I won't let you do whatever you want today."

Roardnes couldn't even blink at Adriene's low whisper.

Adriene's magic, which bound him, couldn't allow him to touch her, but it was enough to grab the bedsheets.

"Because it's interfering with what I'm doing, I have no choice but to make you unable to move."

Roardnes' mind was already completely bleached white and couldn't function properly.

"So don't interfere with what your wife is doing, Roan."

The euphoria of the single word 'your wife'.

Adriene's face, which was gradually approaching him and tilting her head.

And the hand that was fiddling under his neck, undoing the buttons of his shirt, which he was wearing as a dress, completely shook Roardnes' reason.

I could clearly feel the huge bulge of his pants against my lower body.

Roardnes gritted his teeth.

His jawline protruded, and veins stood out clearly on his forehead.

I don't know how powerful Roardnes' magic is, but he might be able to undo such childish magic.

Thinking that our positions might change any moment, I impatiently undid his buttons.

Roardnes watched me unbutton his shirt as if he were completely fascinated or trying to endure something.

"Ugh..."

He flinched greatly when my cold fingers brushed against his collarbone.

"Shhh-"

As I sat on top of Roardnes and completely unbuttoned the front of his shirt, his chest heaved greatly.

He had to helplessly entrust his body to me.

Roardnes shook his head as if he couldn't believe the current reality, but he couldn't take his eyes off me.

I smiled sweetly and reached for Roardnes' belt. At that moment, Roardnes' eyes widened.

"Adriene!"

His unfixed body jumped so much that my body shook. I frowned slightly and warned him.

"Stay still, Roan."

I quickly helped him undress and climbed back on top of him.

And I immediately ran my hand like a snake over his hard, tensed abs. Another vein popped up on Roardnes' forehead.

"Adriene, please..."

His suppressed voice grew lower and lower. I couldn't stop even though I hadn't done anything yet.

"Please, what?"

"This is torture."

I stopped at his words.

Then something even more surprising happened.

Roardnes' face, who had said it was torture, turned redder and redder, and he looked at me as if hypnotized, and started to scratch his neck again with a deep sigh.

"Should I stop?"

"Oh, please..."

"Tell me what you want, Roan."

"...I'm going crazy wanting to touch you."

He said it as if he were biting his teeth.

I moved my hand again.

I had only stroked his thick chest once, but a voice I had never heard before came out from between his teeth.

I kind of knew why Roardnes had been so desperate and passionate about me all this time.

I wasn't exactly at ease doing something I hadn't done before. My trembling touch was clumsy.

I slightly moistened my parched lips with my tongue and explored Roardnes' body, which was in turmoil.

All parts of him, which were made of a completely different texture than mine, and his voice, which thrashed in sweet agony every time my hand passed, were very sweet and sexy at the same time.

I stumbled and kissed Roardnes, who looked at me with red-hot eyes.

I stroked his thick pectoral muscles as our breaths intertwined deeply.

His parched lips responded to me as if he had found an oasis in the desert.

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