Lily struggled to lift her eyelids under the sunlight pouring down on her face. âUghâŚâ
Even when she was laying still, her muscles screamed. Her back, thighs, and core in particular.
Last nightâs love affair left a definitive mark in her. It was the first time she felt the aftereffects of intercourse so vividly.
She turned her head from the pillow she had been burying into.
The seat next to the bed was empty today.
It wasnât anything new. Lily looked up at the ceiling silently.
The feelings from last night still felt foreign.
Lily looked down at her forearm. âItâs almost like thisâŚâ
It was the mystery of human anatomy.
Disbelieving, Lily put her hand down on her chest without realising it. She startled at her own actions and calmly put her hands on the bed.
What am I doing nowâŚ
Was I trying to touch it myself?
It was something she never had imagined doing in her life.
It was clear that she was getting stranger. Lily struggled to redirect her mind.
âI canât see his face for the rest of my lifeâŚâ
It was clear that Vlad only wanted to meet her at night.
In the first place, being encouraged by Tristanâs words was already something that she shouldnât have done.
She was grateful that she became a duchess despite her background. She shouldnât have dared to go against the dukeâs command.
Lily was completely determined to no longer wish for it and to be content with the current situation.
âBut⌠Iâm glad. I can have a child.â
She was nothing more than a means to give birth to a child of a noble family anyway.
Finally, she had sexual intercourse with her husband.
Once she knew that Vlad didnât mind having penetrative sex with her, anything else didnât matter.
But there was one thing.
To be honest, it felt pretty good.
Her core tightened just from thinking of it. It seemed that a new route of sensation had opened up to her. Her husbandâs unfamiliar body and various touches kept appearing in her mind.
It was like eating forbidden fruit. She couldnât go back to how she was before, now that she knew this feeling.
Lily couldnât deny that it was because of Vlad.
Every night with him seemed to make her crave this sweet sin more and more.
She was afraid what would happen if she one day begged for it.
As the Conde Sect taught, if a woman committed a sin, it might cause problems for her future child.
ââŚI have to confess my wrongdoings right now.â Lily got up from her bed, holding back a groan caused by sore muscles.
As the maids entered, she pretended to be casual and sat down in front of the full-length mirror.
She bit her lower lip at the stiffness in her bottom.
Lily stared grimly at the dresses brought by the maids.
Dressing up was always left to the maids, but today was different.
âIâd like this ultramarine dress today.â
It was a dress adorned with a little black lace from the neck to the collarbone. The lace was so dense that not a single sliver of skin was visible.
It would be possible to enter the Conde Sectâs chapel without difficulty now that sheâs fully covered.
Lily looked at Buttercup. âIâm going to pray at the chapel, so Iâm not going to wear any jewelryâŚâ
She needed an objective diagnosis as to whether she was now in a normal state.
Ivan was so unreliable that she wondered if he was really a priest, so she had no other choice.
âHow can you look so beautiful dressed like this? I really enjoy working for you!â
At Buttercupâs refreshing voice, Lily looked at her through the mirror and let out a smile.
The maid grinned and arranged Lilyâs hair. âItâs the first time in my life seeing a family like Madamâs⌠How can you all be so merciful?
Family�
Lily stiffened at the completely unexpected word. âMy family? Did you⌠perhaps meet Dandelion? Where?â
âIs the one with dark hair Dandelion? The one who looked just like the lady just stood there, and only the other spoke to us.â
âOh, it was Tristan.â She relaxed slightly.
It was a good thing they didnât interact with Dandelion, but she couldnât be completely reassured.
Her family was educated with aristocratic teachings, so it was normal to feel disgusted by people like Buttercup. Compared to the rest of the nobility, Lily felt unusual in this regard.
âWhat did you talk about?â
âIt wasnât a big deal. How we took care of Madam, how many people like us are here, the salary, our jobs and so on. They were curious about it.â Buttercup smiled back at Lily.
Dandelion had looked at them and gagged, but Buttercup did not dare tell her.
She was already grateful for him only making unpleasant expressions rather than hurting her.
Lily closed her lips and nodded, listening intently. âOkay. But where did you meet him? You stay in the dormitory, except when you help me get ready.â
It was stranger the more she thought about it, considering what she knew about the servantsâ daily schedule.
If their work schedule was not adjusted, it would be difficult for her to meet the maids for some time.