CHAPTER 11

The necklace.

Where did the necklace go?

It was after training on the training grounds. When she touched her neck, it felt empty because the necklace was gone.

It was the necklace her mother gave her.

The one her mother wore and gave to her when she was sick.

She anxiously searched around. 

Where could it have fallen?

She combed through the dirt floor of the training grounds.

But no matter how hard she looked, she couldn’t find it, and she felt like tears were about to fall.

‘Rienn?’

Just then, Dian appeared on the training grounds.

‘What’s wrong? What happened?’

‘I lost my necklace. I’m sure I was wearing it just a while ago, but I must have lost it during training.’

‘Then it should be around here. Let’s look for it together.’

‘I’ve searched everywhere, but it’s not here…’

‘I’ll look for it. Where were you training?’

‘Here and there, moving around.’

Dian searched the places she pointed out. Places she had already searched thoroughly. She searched another area again.

She strained her eyes to look, but she started to think she wouldn’t find it, like other things she had lost before.

‘If we can’t find it, it can’t be helped…’

She said, trying to remain composed.

‘Just a moment.’

Dian continued to search. He inhaled deeply as if taking a deep breath. Like he was smelling something on the breeze.

Dian walked off with long strides. Among the trees and bushes in the corner of the training grounds. He bent down and rummaged through the bushes with both hands.

‘I found it.’

‘Really?!’

She rushed over, and Dian was pulling out the necklace from among the branches. A blue sea-green gemstone on a slender silver chain. It was her necklace.

‘How did it get here?’

‘Maybe it flew off when you were running?’

‘How the hell did you find it?!’

Dian seemed hesitant for a moment.

‘… I found it by your scent.’

‘Huh? Do I smell?’

‘No, I wouldn’t say you smell, but everyone has a subtle body scent.’

Dian replied, flustered.

‘I see.’

She was so pleased and happy. She had found her mom’s heirloom.

‘Thank you, Dian, thank you so much!’

She hugged him tightly and jumped around. Dian also smiled happily and gently hugged her back.

“Rienn.”

She felt a comforting touch on her shoulder and opened her eyes.

“……?”

She was in Dian’s bedroom. She was lying morosely on the bed, the covers pulled over her.

“I’m sorry to wake you, but it’s almost sunset.”

“Oh…….”

She was groggy.

“When did I fall asleep?”

“You fell asleep reading a book.”

Right. We were reading a book. Dian was on the bed, and I was in the armchair.

But when she woke up, they were in opposite places. She was in bed and he was in the chair.

“I’ve taken over the patient’s bed.”

She muttered, and Dean laughed and shook his head.

“I wanted you to be comfortable. Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah, I had a dream.”

“What kind of dream?”

He reached out and straightened her tousled hair. Feeling his gentle touch, she lost herself in thought.

A dream from a distant past came to mind. The memory of Dian finding the necklace she lost. When she touched her neck, there was nothing there. Since then, she had kept it in a jewelry box and only wore it on special occasions.

“You were in it…”

“Me?”

Dian looked surprised for a moment, then quickly smiled.

“I was in it? How so?”

“You helped me find the necklace.”

“Oh, like in the training ground before?”

“Yeah.”

He remembers.

Looking back, Dian was extraordinary even back then. What an unusual sense of smell, to find a necklace by the scent of her body. It must be the blood of the gods…….

“Oh, right.”

I have to breastfeed him.

She sat up abruptly and looked out the window. As Dian mentioned earlier, it was almost sunset.

Reflexively, she unbuttoned the front of her dress. Dian turned his head immediately, and she pulled her arms out of her sleeves and pulled off her underwear and nursing pad.

“Huh… Are you going to do it like this?”

She was about to put them on the bedside table as usual, when she turned and realized she was still in bed.

“Huh?”

“Do you want me to sit on the bed?”

“…… Let’s do it, that’ll be more comfortable, right?”

“Yeah.”

It was too much hassle to switch positions now. She sat up straight in bed and laid her underwear and nursing pad on the bedside table. They were soaking w*t, probably from a hearty meal and a good sleep. Her exposed br*asts were also damp and smelled of milk.

Suddenly, she felt uneasy.

How strong must the scent of her milk be for him to catch even a faint whiff?

Damn…….

“…Let’s go.”

She stacked pillows behind her back and leaned back, signaling that she was ready.

“Mmm.”

With closed eyes, Dian turned his head. He pulled the chair closer and used both hands to touch her hand and arm, ensuring his position. He tilted his upper body and found her br*ast with his lips.

“…….”

For a brief moment, the lips that touched her br*ast moved to the side and nibbled at her n*pple. Dian stuck his tongue out and attached it to her n*pple. With his tongue and lips moving, he suckled the milk.

Hah.

She sighed softly and raised her left hand. She ran her fingers down and across the flesh of her br*ast near the ar*ola, sliding them to the center. The combination of pressure and sucking caused the milk to gush out. Dian drank it all down.

His tongue and lips moved against her n*pple and ar*ola, nibbling and nudging. Smooth and soft sensations. Her eyes closed involuntarily.

After squeezing the milk several times, she lowered her left hand. Clutching the blanket with both hands, she fully experienced this sensation. Dian sucked in the milk more widely and deeply. The milk flowed in and out of his mouth rhythmically. It felt like not only the surface of her skin but also the fibers inside were being pulled. Along with the milk, her energy and consciousness seemed to be draining away.

“…. Towel.”

She remembered that milk was also flowing from the right n*pple. As the lips that were sticking to it pulled away, there was a loud thud and her br*asts jiggled. Dian bent over and pulled out a fresh towel and handed it to her. The towel basket was close to the chair.

“Thank you.”

“No problem.”

She wiped away the dripping milk and placed the towel on her right br*ast. Dian found the left n*pple again and began to suckle. Shortly after, a series of signals came, and the milk sprayed out.

“…….”

Both n*pples shot out milk like a sprinkler. Each spraying milk in a certain direction at various angles.

She had expected her chest to tingle just before. Dian wasn’t surprised either; he placed his lips appropriately and sucked it in. Milk splattered inside his mouth and he swallowed with a gulp.

Day 9. Today was the 9th day.