Chapter [NaN] |
Side Story Episode 4: Letter
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The summer of Lunos, the capital of the principality, made even the pale green garden feel like a tropical jungle. A season of greenery that intensifies the scent of all things in the world.
Even as the tropical night seemed to never end, Melissa never left Alan. It’s not just because his skin stays pleasantly cool even in the hot season. She could no longer sleep easily without being immersed in his scent.
So Melissa immersed deeper into his arms even on a hot night, but her warm body temperature must have been tough for Alan. In fact, even while he was asleep, he made occasional noises. Still, there was no way he could let go of the woman he held in his arms.
The Principality’s summer night was so hot that it was said that the couple would become estranged when summer came. However, Alan and Melissa did not hesitate to heat up the night.
Most nights, Alan couldn’t leave his wife alone. On holidays when he didn’t have work, there were times when he would hug me even in the middle of the day as if he couldn’t bear it anymore.
Melissa was happy to receive that fiery affection, but it was not easy for her frail body to accept his unquenchable love every day. So she sometimes had no choice but to push Allen away.
At times like that, he behaved like a big, devoted cat. For example, his kisses sometimes lasted all morning. As if he was trying to clean every part of her body.
“Alan.”
“…….”
When he lovingly kisses his wife’s chest and stomach, he becomes so engrossed that he doesn’t even hear her call. As always, it was like that tonight.
Finally, after lightly cupping his cheek, Alan raised his blue-gray eyes, clouded by the heat.
“……Alan.”
It was so lovely to have his face resting on her soft palm. Is it because of the extremely heated air? His face is unusually red.
Strangely enough, that made him seem like an innocent boy.
“Are you still amazed by my body? I think you already know it better than I do…….”
Melissa, who was later embarrassed by what she said, blushed. Even though she was casually giving up her naked body.
“I know it well.”
Alan laughed with his wet lips as he looked cute.
Alan, who placed his arms around her shoulders, quickly closed the distance between her and her. He smiled brightly at a distance where his lips could almost touch hers.
“I know what’s inside of you. Shall I tell you?”
“…….”
Her eyelashes fluttered as she heard his deep whisper.
“Y-You know that so well, but why…….”
“Still, I can’t stand it because I’m curious about you. I think it will be like that for the rest of my life.”
“…….”
“Maybe I’m made like this…….”
The moment she moaned softly, the area between her legs was pressed heavily. Where on earth did this happen……….
It occurred to her that she too was made to want only him. What an ironic being God is.
Even though she clearly told him that she was tired today, Melissa clung to his neck as if there was nothing else to do and whispered like a song.
“Just once.”
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Viola asked after taking a sip of the carefully prepared tea.
“You didn’t sleep well?”
“…huh?”
“Yes, you. You look tired.”
No matter how long we were apart, our one and only best friend was different. Her worried green-brown eyes were no different from when she was a girl.
“Why couldn’t you sleep? You must have something on your mind. Can’t write? Ah, is it because of the heat? It is quite hot in the Principality, after all.”
“Well…….”
Viola’s eyes narrowed as Melissa blushed instead of answering.
“Mel, how long have you been married? It’s been five months, right?”
“Yeah, it’s already come to that.”
“Are you not having it on purpose?”
“Huh?”
“The child.”
“It would have happened sooner or later anyway,” Viola added with a mysterious tone, gulping down her tea.
“Oh……. No, it’s not.”
“Just in case, Mel. I found out late too, about the baby.”
“…That ended two days ago for me.”
(T/N: menstruation cycle)
Surrounded only by the cool summer garden, Melissa suddenly lowered her gaze and spoke in a soft voice, despite there being no servants around. Viola, who had just started to be aware of the situation, then refined her voice.
“Is, is that so?”
“Yes…….”
“Well, Mel, are you trying? What did Sir Alan say?”
“Especially making an effort… We’re young, so we’re not really focused on that. I’m happy as I am right now.”
Melissa seemed strangely sad when she said so. Viola answered implicitly.
“Yes, it would be nice to have a long honeymoon! Look at me, Mel. I didn’t really enjoy my honeymoon, and I didn’t have time for myself.”
“…….”
“Oh, it’s so nice to leave the kids behind. The best!”
It made her laugh when she saw the viola trying to soothe me. Even more so because I knew she loved her children more than anyone else.
Actually, it was the second time the viola had visited her. Early in the spring, Alan invited the Brickhouse couple and their two children – one child and one baby – to the Principality, and her husband Jacob sent his wife, who had recently celebrated her birthday, to the Principality on vacation for the second time.
It was a really big gift to forget about childcare and housework for a while and spend time alone.
“But are you okay?”
Melissa, who gently put down a teacup with petals, asked.
“I mean Emma. You said she wouldn’t sleep without you.”
“Oh, our second chick?”
Unlike the oldest, Marty, who is now said to be quite dignified, Emma was no longer an ordinary person. Viola felt sorry for a moment when she thought of Jacob, who was sweating because of Emma, who would cry all night, but she was just as grateful to her husband who recognized her, who had been so exhausted these days.
So, she planned to fully enjoy her alone time during the month she was away from Sorne.
“It’s only a month. It’s fine. We have a great nanny.”
Her visit was indeed a pleasure for Melissa; it just so happened that Mrs. Collins and Mrs. Kearney were on vacation in Elsinore, in the southwest of the Principality, and time did not pass so slowly during the day when Alan was away.
“……What?”
However, when Viola said she would get up, the peaceful tea time quickly became noisy.
“What do you mean? Weren’t you going to sleep?”
“I can’t get in the way of a newly married couple.”
Melissa felt somewhat distant as she saw Viola humorously sticking her tongue out.
“I was going to sleep with you”
“Mel, I don’t want to get scolded by Sir Alan? He’s so into you.”
“…….”
Of course, Melissa only talked about her daily life of receiving flowers as gifts, his occasional washing her hair, and the commotion at the last foundation festival. She was sure she didn’t mention anything about last night.
But why did she remember his happy sigh that poured into her ear last night? Until the moon fell asleep, he gave her endless joy and happiness, and then melted down on her body…….
‘Ha, Melissa…….’
Not caring that Mrs. Flynn was flustered with her red face, Viola recited her carefully prepared plans. Starting with a tour of Runos Palace, the cathedral and various historical sites. It seemed like the intention was to make the most of the trip to the Principality of Runoa.
Melissa, who had barely come to her senses, asked in confusion.
“The cathedral is in Hesse? We have to go a long way from here.”
“It’s alright. Since I’ll be accompanied by servants, you don’t need to worry, Countess.”
“Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Hmm… If I go to Elsinore, can I incur a debt?”
Viola, taking a bite of a fragrant madeleine, playfully asked.
“What? Of course! Call me your friend, and I’ll settle everything under Alan’s name. Got it?”
“Pfft.”
The strangely squeaky Melissa was cute, so the viola laughed with her mouth covered.
“Come visit the kingdom before it’s too late, Mel. Martius misses your aunt.”
“……Marty?”
“Yes. This time he asked his aunt to come.”
“Did he say all that?”
Remembering her shy peach-like child, Melissa became uncontrollably happy. When I first met him, he called her Melita—a lovely name she would use in her first novel—in a low voice, and it was Marty who was hiding behind his mother.
While she thought that children grow up really quickly, she once again felt that Viola, a mother of two, was amazing. Melissa didn’t have any confidence that she would be as good a mother as Viola is, but she was somehow envious……
To be honest, she didn’t think she had anything like maternal love. Naturally, Melissa as a mother, it wasn’t a picture she was very excited about either.
But…… Alan and his own child. It reminded her of a feeling of overwhelming emotions that she had never felt before just by imagining it. How pretty is a baby that resembles Alan? The entire Principality may be amazed by the beauty of the baby.
At that time, Viola stood up, straightening her narrow purple summer dress.
“I’ll get up soon. It was nice to see your face, Mel.”
“Huh.”
Melissa quickly followed suit and stood up. Then she tenderly hugged her precious childhood friend.
“Whenever you need assistance, send someone, Viola. Anytime is fine. Okay?”
“It’s fine.”
Viola’s hand continued to stroke her slender back. The Countess, smelling a faint flowery scent on the nape of her neck, gave her friend a small kiss on the cheek.
“See you in Sorne next time.”
“Yes. Take care.”
In the afternoon after the surprise gift called Viola, Melissa sat alone on the terrace, lost in her thoughts as the gentle breeze blew. In a landscape where the peak of hot summer is slowly passing by.
This relaxed warmth will soon be cooled by the gentle autumn breeze. The fourth season of being the wife of someone she loves was just around the corner.
“When he comes back today, let’s talk about the kid.”
Love is not the only thing a child needs. So there would be a lot to talk about with her husband, Alan. It’s just that she’s never heard his thoughts about her child.
Does he want children, too? Maybe he doesn’t because of his childhood wounds? If so, can he persuade them to have children? Is that too insensitive…….
“Lady.”
At that time, Sandra, the maid who entered the room, broke her thoughts.
“I got a letter for you lady.”
“……Letter?”
“Yes. The sender, let’s see…….”
As soon as she looked back, she gave an unexpected answer.
“It’s a national theater.”
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