Epilogue

Olivie and Robin’s wedding took place four months later, without even an engagement. It was Countess Elphano who managed to dissuade Robin from having it the following month.

‘I understand your urgency, but January is too cold, so let’s have it in the spring.’

‘Lie is quite sensitive to the cold.’

Olivie found it a bit strange that Robin, who couldn’t be persuaded by her argument for a spring wedding, was convinced by the mention of her sensitivity to cold. Nevertheless, the wedding was set for spring.

In the meantime, many things happened, but to mention only the major ones: Emily gave birth to a healthy son, and Evan recently started a romantic relationship. It was said that he had a hard time winning over a very beautiful lady, but no detailed explanation could be found anywhere. It seemed it might be difficult to know more until Evan introduced her later.

‘To think it was Princess Swedina Bianca.’

Somehow, the thought that Robin was deeply involved in this romance couldn’t be shaken off, but since she couldn’t confront him based on mere suspicion, she decided to leave it be.

Oh, and Louis’s family fell into ruin. They were even accused of treason, supposedly for aiding a nation hostile to Plen with weapons. She didn’t know the details of the situation either.

‘It must have been a collaboration of three families.’

It was clear, even without seeing, that the Earl of Elphano, along with the Tanner and Duke of Perfe families, were involved.

Among the rumors that briefly swept through the social circles was the story that Erica, the Baroness of Yuhel, had been confined to her estate. Although it was unclear what wrongdoing she had committed, the most plausible story was that it was deeply connected to the Caylen family. Otherwise, there would have been no reason for Erica to be suddenly sent to the estate when the Caylen family was facing a storm.

In any case, those tumultuous four months passed, and finally, the wedding day arrived. Since the wedding was to be held at the Plen Cathedral, preparations began from the early dawn.

“Phew.”

The problem was being in the carriage with Robin.

There was no way two lovers, meeting after a long time, would just hold hands in a confined space.

“Haah.”

However, they were not so indiscreet. They had only kissed.

Who would have thought a kiss could lead to such arousal?

Perhaps it was due to the perfectly fitted uniform, but Olivie lifted her head to look at his thing, firmly asserting its presence on the inside of his thigh.

“It seems like we need to calm it down.”

Robin closed his eyes and took a deep breath as she looked up at him, noting the bulge was more prominent than usual. He seemed to know he needed to restrain himself today, trying not to rush. But seeing him like that, Olivie couldn’t help but feel mischievous.

“Should I help with that?”

“…What?”

“You can’t go out like this, can you?”

For a moment, Robin’s eyes shook violently, as if he had misheard. He asked again, but it was clear from his expression that he understood her meaning.

And with that embarrassed face, Olivie bit her lower lip to hide her mischievous expression, lifted her voluminous dress slightly, and descended below the carriage.

“Lie…”

“Shh.”

She silenced Robin, who was trying to stop her, by placing her index finger over her lips and pointed forward with her other hand. As he narrowed his eyes, knowing what that meant, she said,

“Just draw the curtains.”

With a sly smile, she undid the buttons of his trousers and pulled them down slightly, freeing his member with her hand. Indeed, “freeing” was the right word to describe it. Even normally, his manhood was as thick as her forearm, now fully erect.

And once it was out,

‘Will it fit?’

While it did widen below, she worried her mouth might tear, and she instinctively opened her mouth slightly before closing it again. Amused by her actions, he gently tapped her cheek with his hand.

“It might tear.”

With a look that seemed to understand what Olivie was thinking, she, feeling a sudden stubbornness, ran her hand up his length. It didn’t fit entirely in her hand, but as she stroked its soft texture up and down,

“Mmm.”

The expression of him teasing her so leisurely just moments ago cracked. His hand, as if trying to suppress a moan, slightly tilted his head back, hovering near Olivie’s head.

As if barely restraining himself from thrusting into her parted lips, Olivie, licking her lips with the tip of her tongue, lightly licked his member. Her tongue flickered over him as if she were licking cream off a cookie.

“Ha.”

He tilted his head back, exhaling sharply.

Somehow, Olivie found his trembling breath amusing, and her lips curled into a smile as she licked him with her tongue and took him into her mouth.

“Hng.”

Watching him struggle to suppress his moans, as if swallowing them, was both fascinating and endearing. Olivie took in more of him, feeling the tight pressure filling her mouth completely.

“Just as tight above as below.”

He also took a shallow breath. Despite this, the sight of Olivie with her mouth full of him stirred a wicked feeling within him, and he pushed himself a little further inside. Robin felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction as he watched his member being slowly swallowed, even though it seemed impossible for her to take more. He swallowed hard, fearing he might release inside her mouth if he left it like this.

Just seeing her looking up at him with eyes wide like a rabbit while holding him in her mouth stirred a sadistic urge within him, and he ran his hand through her hair and pulled back slightly.

But even with her eyes reddened and tears forming, she shook her head, and began to move back and forth with his overwhelming size still in her mouth. As if that wasn’t enough, she used her hand to stroke his now wet length at the same time.

“Ha.”

He couldn’t quell the excitement. If this continued, he really might climax in her mouth, so he pushed her away.

“Stop.”

But

“You can’t go in like this, can you?”

She wiped the saliva that had dripped down her lips with the back of her hand and ran her hand along his length. As Olivie applied a bit more pressure to the slippery sensation, a moan escaped from his mouth as he tilted his head back. The moment her hand, which had been moving slowly, began to move a bit faster at that low moan,

“Hng.”

A short moan and a spray of milky s*men splattered across Olivie’s neck and upper chest. The only saving grace was that her dress and the makeup she had painstakingly applied all night remained intact.

Seeing the messy and disheveled state of the two of them, Olivie burst into laughter and barely managed to cover her mouth with her hand.

“Seriously.”

With a resigned smile, he removed the vest he wore under his jacket and used it to wipe away the traces left on her neck and chest.

“The fabric is too stiff, so it probably won’t get what’s left on the necklace.”

“I’ll take care of that when we arrive.”

At her words, Robin ran his hand over his face and pulled up his trousers.

Realizing the reality belatedly, he let out a hollow laugh and looked intently at his disheveled bride.

“Seriously.”

He thought he had wiped everything clean.

Seeing her looking at him with wide eyes, still with some s*men on her face that he hadn’t managed to clean, Robin bit his lip. If even this sight was maddeningly lovely, he must truly be utterly crazy.

But he liked this crazy state right now.

“You’ve got something on your face.”

Smiling, he reached out and wiped the mark off her face with his thumb. She casually wiped her neck with the back of her hand and smiled at the blue sky peeking through the curtains.

“The weather is nice.”

“It must be because it’s the spring you love.”

At his words, Olivie smiled widely and sat next to him.

“Every day is wonderful when I’m with you, oppa.”

“I’ll make you even happier from now on.”

At Robin’s words as he embraced her deeply from behind, Olivie, who was looking out the window, nodded.

“Thank you for marrying me.”

She turned her head at the sound of his voice, saying what she should have said first. She lightly kissed his lips.

“I love you.”

“……”

At the confession he had never heard before, Robin smiled and kissed the bridge of her nose.

“I love you too.”