Soldiers guarding the North and those who participated in the war were exempt from this, but other high-ranking nobles had to bow at many moments, if not on that day.
For the Marquis of Wenson, it was intolerable. For he had never thought of Rowena Adelia more than his daughterâs maid.
The carriage quickly entered the marquisâs street. The Marquis of Wenson cast a scornful eye on Count Adeliaâs mansion outside the window of the carriage.
In the first place, he should not have allowed such a family to be next to them.
How displeased he was upon hearing that Paul Adelia had bought a mansion with a large debt to join a high-ranking aristocrat.
If he hadnât put up with it, Lyria wouldnât have had Rowena as a friend, and by now sheâd be the fiancee of the crown prince.
Youâre stupid!
On second thought, anger flared up within him.
The marquisâ gatekeeper quickly recognized the familiar carriage. The huge bars of the mansion opened and the gatekeeper backed away. The coachman skillfully moved the carriage along the driveway of the mansion.
âMaster.â
The servant who jumped out of the carriage quickly opened the door of the carriage. The Marquis came down from the carriage coughing and saw the butler bowing to him.
His eyes were blazing like torches.
âLet Lyria come down!â
When he spoke in a shrill voice, the butler looked pale and sickened at the marquis.
âSheâs out⌠and she hasnât come back yet.â
âWhat?! I didnât allow it.â
In the absence of the Marquis, the Marquis knew that Lyria was their head.
So it crossed his mind that if Lyria had insisted, they would have eventually backed down. The butler bowed his head apologetically.
âBecause of your orders⌠She said she was going to the temple.â
âAnother templeâŚâ
He already knew Lyriaâs temper. At first glance, it occurred to him that Lyria had a lover he did not know.
Donât tell me you have a lover in the temple
There were males in the temple. It was common to get married and have a family or children. The marquis felt his eyes burn in anger.
âWhich temple did she say she was going to?â
* * *
When Kian walked out through the east gate with Lyria dressed as a man, Pina joined Lancelot and exited through the south gate. Lancelot looked strangely at Pina, who had changed her clothes and was suspiciously wearing a cape and a hood.
Regardless of Pina, he was careful not to let any suspicion leak out. Lyria and Pina had to pay attention to their different hair colors.
Originally, she was going to wear a wig, but she decided to stop there because there was Lancelot next to her.
I like how strong he is, but heâs uselessly quick-witted and has a lot of questionsâŚ
He couldnât help her because if he knew the truth, he might not cooperate. Pina carefully arranged her hair and looked back at Lancelot.
âHurry up! We have a long way to go.â
Lancelot turned around and looked suspiciously at Pina climbing the horse. Something was fishy, but he wasnât in the mood to help even if she asked.
He was named by a prospective crown princess as Pinaâs escort. His job was to help Pina run Rowenaâs errand properly, not to doubt it.
How dangerous is that?
Although the court ladies were noble ladies, Pina was a countess. Unlike ordinary ladies of the Imperial Palace, she was a Korean-American girl.
It would almost be like going on a trip and escorting a commoner woman.
Sheâs traveling alone with me. Does it bother me?
It had been like that for a while. Other women and maids in the palace couldnât take their eyes off him, but Pina seemed completely uninterested in Lancelot.
Because she wasnât really interested.
Pina liked a man like her late father.
A man with thick glasses and a slender body. As a knight, Lancelot, who was ragged by Pinaâs standards, has departed from her type.
Now her mind was full of enticing the knights of the Marquis of Wenson. Love was a different matter.
Lancelot climbed onto the horse.
She was a good rider for a lady and a maid. Pinaâs father was a low-ranking official and did not leave much money behind, but he was generous with his childrenâs education.
As Pina led the way, Lancelot moved along on the horse, following behind and pouting his lips. The attitude of not being interested in him secretly crossed his mind.
Letâs wait and see.
* * *
Squelch, squelch!
With convulsions, his p*nis pierced deeply into her. As she climaxed, Rowena gasped at the constant rush of pleasure.
Cecil took her open lips as if he couldnât stand the saliva flowing through them. The tip of his tongue that dug through the gap in her lips and licked her mouth was also stimulating.
âUmhng!â
Rowena shuddered at the feeling of his thrusts. He fidgeted with her nipples, which were so red from being sucked. Cecil moved her waist from side to side. Rowena shook her head at the feeling that his big penis was bent within her and teasing her insides.
âMhm, thatâs not⌠Ahngh!
âWhat was your plan, Rowena?â
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