[Side Story 10 End] The feeling of being reincarnated as one's husband's mistress

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The villa they had prepared in Pireta was like another home to the Crown Prince and Princess.

Here, Roardnes could be the Elaconian tutor for the twins, and Adrienne could be the owner of a pastry shop just for the twins.

One room in the villa, which was as huge as the Pireta mansion, contained the Crown Prince and Princess' memories intact.

Academy uniforms they wore as children, letters they exchanged, and gifts they gave each other were beautifully displayed in a display case.

"What is this?"

"The quill pen your mother left behind the first day we met at the academy."

"And this?"

"The shoes your mother left behind and disappeared from the palace a few years ago."

"Roan, why did you pick this up?"

"Because when I brought her the shoes she had taken off, she was barefoot again. So I came back to find them."

Would you believe it if I told you that Roardnes had the shoes that I had taken off in a hurry when I first met Noevian on the terrace and cried while kissing him, and that I had switched bodies with Blie?

Adrienne shook her head, thinking that Roardnes was a very persistent man in various ways. Roardnes didn't care about such reactions and gently pulled her shoulder.

"I guess the rest needs more organizing. I decided to bring all my personal belongings here instead of the palace, but there's more luggage than I thought."

"Retina will help!"

Retina, who had been poking her nose into the glass display case, jumped up and down.

"It's impossible to let a mischievous hand touch the precious memories of your mother and father."

Roardnes lifted Retina up and rubbed his lips against her small palm. Retina giggled, unable to resist the tickle.

Caldeion, who had been clinging to his legs to be carried by Roardnes, pouted.

"Father. Retina..."

"Daeon! Don't say it!"

"Yesterday, she hugged a strange man at the Royal Academy!"

"He's a professor! He's a teacher! Retina greeted him!"

Retina made an excuse, her face turning red. Roardnes comforted Retina and called her name.

"Retina?"

"I'm sorry, Father."

Her already puffy cheeks became even more swollen and her lips pouted.

Her downcast eyelashes were incredibly pitiful.

But whenever she made such an expression, Roardnes would immediately succumb.

Although he hadn't planned to scold her, Roardnes began showering her with kisses on her soft cheeks.

"Now, today is a day when we have a lot of guests, so wash your dirty hands and get ready to greet them, okay?"

Adrienne belatedly stroked Caldeion's hair who was rubbing against Roardnes's arms.

When she took the children, who were dangling like fruits on a tree, away from Roardnes, Olivia, Magi, and Yona, who had just entered, took the children away.

Adrienne, who was about to follow them to watch the children wash up, stopped in surprise at the hand that suddenly wrapped around her waist.

And with a bang, a heavy door closed in front of her.

"Are you just going to stroke your son's head, Your Highness?"

Adrienne smiled wryly at the soft, low voice and turned around.

At the same time, warm lips touched her lower lip. As soon as she opened her mouth in surprise, heat swirled in her mouth. Adrienne responded to the heat and smiled, parting her lips.

"You're subtly jealous, aren't you, even of your son."

"Sometimes I'm jealous of Retina too. Ever since she came here, she's been taking you away to drink tasteless tea with that old Duchess Winston."

Roardnes hugged Adrienne so tightly that she couldn't escape and rested his chin on the top of her head.

After leaning against his warm embrace for a few minutes, Adrienne raised her head as if she had thought of something.

"I have something for you."

Dragging Roardnes who didn't want to let go of her, Adrienne went to the corner of the room and took out a box of the right size from the luggage that had arrived from the palace.

"It's a guest outfit."

A faint question appeared on Roardnes's face.

"You're giving me clothes?"

He had more than enough colorful uniforms thanks to Madame Leblea, who burned her artistic soul for clothes according to the season and color.

Adrienne, who had completely separated from Roardnes, who stood tall, turned her back and fiddled for a while before taking out a piece of clothing from the box and turned around with a pop.

In Adrienne's hand was a familiar uniform jacket.

Adrienne's crescent-shaped eyes peeked out above the collar of the jacket.

"Don't you remember?"

It was the jacket that he had torn two buttons off while wrestling in the carriage.

The uniform jacket that he had left behind like a knight leaving for a duel before they became lovers.

Realizing that, Roardnes stared at the two sewn-on buttons for a moment without saying a word.

Unlike the other gold buttons engraved with the rose pattern, the flower of the royal family, there was a gold button engraved with a beautiful camellia flower in relief.

"...Did you put it on?"

"Yes."

A knight about to face a duel entrusts his jacket to his lover.

The lover who receives it embroiders the inside of the jacket or changes one button and returns it the next time they meet.

Entrusting the jacket and returning it in such a way was a traditional way of courting in Ronta.

"It took me a while because embroidery or sewing isn't my specialty."

Adrienne said with a flushed face.

Roardnes couldn't believe that the situation he had heard about had come to him, and he just stared at it for a long time.

"Roan?"

"If there was a past life, I would have probably saved the country. I would have been the first Emperor Caldeion."

Roardnes hugged Adrienne, who was holding the jacket, and lifted her up. And he spun around the room. It was a gesture of excitement that he couldn't contain.

"Roan! Let me go!"

"Everything except saying I love you is forbidden."

Their lips met tightly.

Trapped between his body and the wall.

Adrienne couldn't get out of his arms until the cookies she had put in the oven were completely baked.

"Retina!"

"Daeon, you told Father on me! I did!"

"Retina was wrong! She should be punished!"

"You're wrong! You put me in danger!"

The twins, who had just finished washing, started fighting again as soon as they changed their clothes.

But as always, Caldeion, who couldn't beat Retina, hid in the room where his parents had stayed with his sister.

When he asked the maids, they said that their father and mother had suddenly gone to rest in the bedroom.

He couldn't understand why they were resting in the bedroom in the middle of the day, but he had something more urgent right now.

Caldeion, who was keeping watch outside in case someone came in, urged Retina, who was rummaging through her belongings.

"Retina! Hurry up! What are you looking for?"

"I found it!"

Retina finally found what she wanted.

It was a diary that her mother had rarely used.

Judging from the fact that it was hidden, there was definitely some kind of secret record!

Her small hand lifted the book firmly and jumped up and down. Caldeion signaled her to be quiet.

"Hehe-"

Retina opened the book wide.

"Ack!"

"What's wrong?"

"It's Elaconian!"

Retina was the least confident in Elaconian.

Caldeion took his ears off the outside and came closer.

Elaconian, which Roardnes was teaching the twins directly, was Caldeion's specialty.

Caldeion's light green eyes were sparkling.

"Let's try to translate it!"

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Blie entered the garden filled with the sweet smell of pastries.

As always, a huge tea table was set up in the middle of the rose garden in full bloom to welcome guests.

She heard the men following behind, carrying their luggage, grumbling.

They were guests who seemed to have no intention of leaving Pireta and had settled down quite comfortably.

First, Epero grumbled, then Victor retorted, and then she heard Rossi's low voice, who silently knocked one of them over with magic and pretended not to notice.

Blie tried to ignore the men's voices.

Seeing that the owners were not out yet, they must be hugging and rolling around again.

Blie looked around indifferently, accustomed to this annual event.

But then she heard a rustling sound from the nearby bushes that had been neatly trimmed.

And wasn't that Cowan's thick golden tail swaying under those bushes?

Blie's red lips curved softly into a smile.

Because at the center of such cute movements, there were always her lovely nieces.

"Show-off! Give it here!"

"Describe the feelings? This is a question that often comes up on the exam!"

"What's written in front?"

One had honey-colored blonde hair, the other had a refreshing platinum blonde like sunlight, and the other one beside them had a slightly yellow gold head.

The twins and Cowan were huddled together, trying to decipher something.

Soon, Blie's sinister shadow loomed over them.

Caldeion, who didn't notice the presence, interpreted a sentence.

"Describe the feelings of being reincarnated as one's husband's mistress... 10 points? I guess this was a problem!"

"What's a mistress? Huh?"

A white hand suddenly reached between the children and snatched the diary.

The diary, where Adrienne had written her heartfelt feelings in Elaconian, fell into Blie's hand.

"Aunt!"

"Aunt!"

"What were you sneaking a look at, you little ones?"

The twins started jumping up and down to get the diary back.

"Blie!"

And at the same time, Adrienne, who was entering the garden, spotted them.

The twins' faces turned pale. Adrienne, who had come in with a basket full of steaming pastries, hurriedly put the basket on the table.

Recognizing the object in Blie's hand, Adrienne quickly approached them.

"Aunt! What's a mistress?"

"What's the answer to this?"

The twins started jumping up and down. They were desperate to find out something before their mother took away the diary.

"Aunt! What's a mistress? What's the answer to this?"

Blie quickly glanced through the diary with sleepy eyes.

And she gave a wicked smile to Adrienne, who was running towards her with a pale face.

"My dear nieces."

Her red lips, which were as wicked as a devil, trembled and opened.

"When someone asks you to describe the feelings of being reincarnated as your husband's mistress."

"Huh?"

"Just grow up saying that it feels like shit."

"Weh?"

Retina looked up at her aunt with an expression as if she had chewed on a bitter pepper.

"And even further, you can say it's totally f*cked up..."

"Blie!"

Look at her shouting at her sister.

Blie, who had been mumbling, opened her arms wide to Adrienne who was running towards her.

"What the hell are you saying to the kids!"

"Nothing, right?"

Blie winked at the twins and hugged Adrienne, spinning her around.

The twins looked at each other with bewildered faces.

They didn't know what their aunt had said, but it seemed like they had heard something funny.

Having completely forgotten that they had stolen their mother's diary, the twins ran towards the guests who were coming with Cowan, carrying a lot of gifts for them.

"Woof! Woof!"

A lot of welcome people were gathering at the tea table.

Bianca and Gregory were the first to hug the twins.

Followed by Madame Leblea, who was staying in the guest room and working, as well as Noura Jusetta and her husband, who surrounded them and chatted.

The Earl of Acacia, who was touring the villa, and Irene, who was about to get married, came out into the garden with Yona and Magi as their guides.

When Vincent and Neil, and the Duke of Winston they were escorting, joined in, the garden soon became bustling.

Roardnes took Adrienne, who was still being held by Blie with a red face and was being nagged at, and held her in his arms.

A warm spring day in Pireta that came every year.

The sweet smell of cookies wafted around the people sitting around.

Blie's men finally appeared, grumbling one by one, but at that moment, their voices were drowned out by the children's laughter and sounded like beautiful harmony.

It was a very bright, sunny day.

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