If she missed this opportunity, the only chance to make this wish would be at her death.

The sadness in Rondimio’s red eyes completely faded. And what took its place was clearly “concern.”

Louise’s eyes, which had been tightly gripping the soft blanket with both hands, suddenly sparkled.

“I have no intention of having s*x until our child is born and you have completely recovered your body, but….”

“Your Majesty…?”

“I can indulge in a small desire. Open your mouth.”

In an instant, Rondimio’s long, snow-white finger pressed firmly on Louise’s lips and invaded. Since they kissed every time before starting s*x, it wasn’t difficult, but…

A kiss all of a sudden? Louise blinked in surprise at Rondimio’s unexpected demand.

She had thought that even if she knelt before Rondimio, shed tears, and begged, her request to meet her brothers might still be refused, but she hadn’t expected a kiss to be involved.

Rondimio’s heart was already wavering, and if this act would influence him to grant her request, she could give her lips to Rondimio many more times.

But today there was a reason she couldn’t do that.

“Ah, wait a moment…. No, Your Majesty……”

Crunch. Unable to resist Rondimio’s touch that began to probe deep inside her mouth, Louise bit the soft flesh inside her mouth again.

Today was the second time she tasted the tangy blood on the tip of her tongue. She didn’t want to show Rondimio the flesh that had been chewed to the point of bleeding.

It felt like exposing her tattered inner self without hiding anything.

“You don’t allow me anything either.”

“That’s… well……”

In the end, Rondimio stopped demanding a kiss from Louise. And he carefully wiped away the tears still flowing down her cheeks.

And what he said was…

“I’ll allow it when you and the child in your womb enter a stable period. Absolutely not before then.”

He would allow her to meet her brothers in the underground prison.

* * *

Rondimio gazed at Louise sleeping in his arms. Her tiny face nestled in beautiful platinum blonde hair that looked as if it had been spun from equal parts gold and silver.

And a body that didn’t match her small, delicate frame.

Seemingly dreaming, her long, dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and her small, red lips moved.

“Louise, you are my lovely angel.”

He had told her many times to change into a thicker and warmer negligee in the cooling weather, but Louise was still wearing a negligee that secured her shoulders with thin straps.

“You have no idea how ecstatic it is that only I can see you like this forever.”

His only regret was that he wouldn’t be able to embrace Louise until she gave birth and fully recovered her body.

Louise was always lovely, but she was most lovely when she was completely disheveled beneath him, letting out moans.

Rondimio pulled up the negligee strap that had slipped below her shoulder, but feeling mischievous for a moment, he pushed it much lower than her shoulder.

This revealed her full br*asts, which didn’t match her skinny body.

When he lightly pinched the peak that he had always sucked like a newborn baby to loosen Louise’s tight lower part, the sleeping Louise let out a small moan.

It’s strange that only this part has flesh.

Rondimio’s large finger traced between Louise’s br*asts and down to her still flat lower abdomen. No, perhaps she had gained a little weight due to the pregnancy.

Stroking Louise’s lower abdomen, which was small enough to cover with one hand, Rondimio finally burst into laughter.

He was moved that his seed, which he had persistently planted for three years, had finally taken root in her womb.

I should have just kissed her earlier….

With such regret, Rondimio suddenly felt blood rushing to his lower body but deliberately ignored it as he raised his upper body.

Then he took out the cotton, tweezers, and medicine he had placed beside the bed.

He had always readily complied with Louise’s refusals. But earlier, he intended to forcefully push Louise because he was angry that she kept mentioning her brothers whom he had spared rather than killed.

In the end, he granted everything she wanted.

“But why… do you keep hurting yourself alone?”

Rondimio applied medicine to the cotton with tweezers and inserted it into the small mouth of the deeply sleeping Louise.

Whether it was because the tweezers in her mouth were cold or because the soft flesh he chewed until it bled hurt, Louise moaned softly.

The small, delicate female body in his arms wriggled, avoiding Rondimio’s touch.

I didn’t force the kiss for fear that the wound in your mouth might worsen, yet why are you still avoiding me, Louise?

I can give you all the precious things in the world, Louise.

I try not to do what you hate.

I might even grant your wishes if you beg like you did today.

Rondimio pulled the negligee, which had fallen to the underline of her full br*asts, back to its original position, covered her with the thick blanket filled with cotton up to her neck, and embraced Louise.

“I’ll wait only until this wound heals.”

There was no need to be impatient. Louise was his anyway.

* * *

The cool autumn wind woke Louise up.

The early morning sunlight, a proof that it was certainly early, leaked through the thin curtains and brightly wrapped around Louise’s body.

“Your Majesty…?”

Perhaps because she had fallen asleep after crying in front of Rondimio last night, her eyes wouldn’t open well. It seemed she was becoming increasingly sleepy since there was a child in her womb.

Louise slowly raised her body, then looked beside the bed while pulling up the shoulder strap of her negligee that kept slipping down for some reason.

“Rondimio is gone….”

Had he gone to handle the imperial grand council that he had arbitrarily skipped yesterday?

Louise traced Rondimio’s place with her fingertips, where not even a faint warmth could be felt. For the first time in a very long time, she even rolled the name “Rondimio” on the tip of her tongue.

In fact, Rondimio might want Louise to call him by his name like before. The title “Your Majesty” was a very stiff and distant form of address.

That’s why Louise deliberately called Rondimio “Your Majesty,” but…

“Judging by the still warm water in the teapot, it seems he hasn’t been gone from the bedroom for long.”

Louise poured the warm water from the teapot, which Rondimio had surely prepared in the morning, into a teacup and took a mouthful.

Usually, on mornings after they had s*x, she would warm her body with the warm tea Rondimio had prepared in advance and take a simple bath, but that wouldn’t happen anymore.

Now that she had a child in her womb.

She didn’t know how much Rondimio enjoyed having s*x with Louise herself, but Louise found it difficult to accept Rondimio every night.

She had never had relations with another man, so it was hard to compare, but objectively, it was burdensome to receive such a large c*ck in her lower part for hours.

Even though he meticulously caressed her, she ended up crying by the end of their relations. It seemed not much had changed since the first time she had s*x with him.

“Why does the wound inside my mouth seem completely healed…?”

Louise, who had been repeatedly swallowing the warm water, frowned and traced the soft flesh inside her mouth that she had chewed until it bled last night with the tip of her tongue.

She often chewed the soft flesh inside her mouth, but yesterday she chewed it until it was tattered and bleeding, so it shouldn’t have healed this quickly.

“Maybe I’m feeling better because Rondimio allowed me to meet my brothers.”

Although the condition was that she could meet them after the child in her womb entered a stable period, she had obtained Rondimio’s permission, so that was enough.

Even though it was the result of kneeling, shedding tears, and even begging… Rondimio might have been willing to grant it since she used the excuse of the child that had come after three years.

She no longer wanted to feel guilty towards him over such things.

Louise suddenly placed her hand on her flat stomach, but feeling nothing, she removed it with disappointment. Then she buried herself deep in the thick blanket filled with cotton.

The weather was chilly, and her body kept feeling sluggish, so she didn’t want to do anything. She just wanted to be quietly nestled in Rondimio’s arms….

Ding.

Shaking off thoughts that shouldn’t continue, Louise pulled the bell cord in the bedroom to call a maid.

“You called, Empress?”

Louise looked at the maid who entered the bedroom while she was tightly wrapped in the thick blanket. Her flaming red hair was impressive.

Her name was probably Margaret.

The daughter of Marquis Miko, who had belatedly begun to support Rondimio, the new emperor of the Araceli Empire, and thus couldn’t fully maintain his family and all its assets.

Margaret, who had been under Louise’s gaze since entering the bedroom, was completely accepting it without avoiding it even slightly.

Was she making a silent protest that she couldn’t truly accept the new empress of Araceli before her?

Usually, Louise rarely ventured outside the empress’s palace, and after having s*x with Rondimio, it was always Rondimio who attended to Louise.

Since she always fell asleep and woke up in Rondimio’s arms every day, she didn’t often call maids to the bedroom.

“Call all the servants of the empress’s palace to the small reception hall tomorrow. I have something to say.”

“Is what Your Majesty wishes to say perhaps about the child in your womb?”

“Yes. For breakfast, something that won’t make me have morning sickness… Ah. I want a salad with tangy lemon dressing and freshly baked warm cinnamon rolls. Bring them to the bedroom.”

Louise requested breakfast from the maid in an elegant voice befitting the empress of Araceli.