Lian also assigned personal maids to Lyrica, and she was overjoyed to discover they were Betty and Kelly, who had accompanied her on her tour of the capital. 

But following Lian’s orders, Betty and Kelly weren’t constantly by her side; they only entered her room when Lyrica pulled the bell cord to summon them. Lyrica actually preferred this arrangement and was satisfied with it.

When Lyrica’s quarters were moved to Euphines’s room, small ripples of gossip spread among the mansion staff. Euphines was a goddess of peace in ancient mythology, and the room bearing her name had traditionally been used by the duchesses of the family. 

The servants wondered why a commoner girl who had seemingly been living next door to Young Master Noel like his mistress was suddenly given the duchess’s room. Puzzled whispers circulated among the staff.

“I’ve actually seen the Duke entering Miss Lyrica’s room quite often…”

“The Duke too? I’ve frequently seen Young Master Lucas staying in her room for long periods…”

“Huh? I’ve seen both Young Master Noel and Young Master Lucas!”

“No, I’ve seen all three of them…”

What could this mean? The whispers grew more intense.

But the ducal household’s peculiar daily life never leaked beyond the mansion walls. Shortly after Lyrica’s room was moved, a major staff overhaul took place. Many who had spoken carelessly disappeared, and new people filled their positions.

The Valter ducal residence offered better treatment and higher wages than other noble households, making it a highly desirable workplace. 

The newly hired staff wanted to keep their positions for a long time, and to continue working in the mansion without trouble, they only needed to follow one rule: never speak carelessly. No one knew what happened to servants who misused their tongues, and no one dared to wonder.

The knights were even more reliable. The Valter Knights were selected not only for their skills but also for their integrity and loyalty. 

Being admitted to the Valter Knights, known as the Empire’s Sword, was considered an honor, so no one would act against the ducal family’s interests. 

Moreover, the knights’ training grounds were located in a corner of the annex, so not many of them even knew about Lyrica’s existence. This helped maintain Lyrica’s comfortable daily life.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t seen Annie lately.”

“Oh, Annie had a sudden matter back home! She resigned and left a while ago.”

“Really? I hope it wasn’t anything serious. She was one of the first maids I met here, it’s sad she left.”

“Haha, indeed. She must have been in a hurry. Miss, which dress would you like to wear today? I think white would suit you well!”

“Hmm. I’ll go with that one then. Thank you, Kelly.”

Lyrica put on the dress Kelly recommended. It had a modestly low neckline and was made of flowing material that felt cool whenever the wind blew. Betty tied half of Lyrica’s pink hair in a braid and adorned it with jeweled and pearl hair accessories.

The maids diligently dressed her up every day. At first, Lyrica had felt burdened by the expensive dresses and accessories, insisting they needn’t go to such lengths. 

However, Betty and Kelly begged her not to take away their joy. They admitted that, though it might be disrespectful to say so, dressing up Lyrica felt like the doll play they never got to enjoy as children, making it incredibly fun and satisfying.

Lyrica understood them, having enjoyed dressing straw dolls in clothes made from old nightgowns when she was young. 

Regardless of her discomfort, the results were impressive even to Lyrica herself, and many of the dresses provided for her at the ducal residence were difficult to put on alone. Since then, Lyrica had grown accustomed to being dressed up according to their wishes.

Looking in the mirror, Lyrica realized how much she had changed. Her once-thin body now had a healthy amount of flesh, her hair and skin glowed with vitality, and her lips and cheeks were rosy from good nutrition. A stranger might even believe she was a noble lady.

…What impertinent thoughts was she having? Lyrica shook her head to dismiss these notions. A noble lady? She must be momentarily deranged from the excessive treatment she was receiving here.

Today was like any other day. Lyrica attended her lessons, had her meals, and studied what she had learned. The cool early autumn breeze tickled her pink hair through the open window. 

Lyrica looked up and gazed outside. The trees had already turned red and gold, and the sky seemed higher. It had been quite a while since she started living here. What would have happened to me if Noel hadn’t brought her here?

Lyrica initially thought that Noel who rescued her, Lian who allowed her to stay, and the friendly Lucas were all too good for someone like her. Could their kindness toward me be what her teacher called noblesse oblige?

Suddenly, she missed them. Would she sleep alone again tonight? 

Since moving rooms, she rarely slept with Noel anymore. Instead, when Noel was absent, Lian would come to her room and sleep beside her while listening to her chatter, though that chatter often turned into moans. She had learned that her room was connected to the Duke’s chamber through a secret passage.

Recently, Noel had become busy again with the approaching Harvest Festival, and Lian was perpetually occupied. Lucas hadn’t returned from the Magic Tower yet. 

Naturally, Lyrica found herself alone more often. Though she kept busy with lessons and studies, a hollow feeling always lingered in a corner of her heart.

Lost in thought, Lyrica was startled by a knock at the door.

“Come in!”

“Miss, His Grace the Duke has summoned you. He wishes to see you in his office now.”

“Ah, thank you, Betty. Where was the office again?”

“Please follow me, Miss.”

Guided by Betty to the office, Lyrica soon found herself stunned by the ledger placed in her hands. It was part of the household accounts for the ducal family.

“This… me? Really?”

“Yes. Try managing it yourself. You should start applying what you’ve learned.”

“But how could I possibly…”

“Didn’t you say you didn’t want to be a freeloader? This is why I had you educated.”

“W-well then, I’ll truly do my best. Thank you for trusting me, Lian sir!”

Lian smiled at Lyrica’s delighted face. He took her hand, sat her on his desk, and leaned toward her.

“If you’re grateful, you should give me a kiss.”

With a flushed face, Lyrica wrapped her arms around his neck. Lian savored her approaching lips. Lyrica’s lips were always so sweet. Though he generally disliked sweet things, he couldn’t understand why her lips tasted so delicious.

Today, Lyrica seemed particularly reluctant to part from him. After prolonged wet kisses, her eyes grew hazy with desire, and she whined like a child.

“Mmm… more please.”

“Ha… you temptress. What more do you want, shall I feed you my cum?”

“Mmm… I want to eat your cum…”

Lian moved his chair back slightly and pointed under the desk.

“Come under here.”

Lyrica blinked dazedly before crawling under the desk. Positioned between his legs, she naturally undid his belt. When she lowered his pants, his veiny member sprang out. 

Lyrica, entranced by the prec*m-dripping p*nis, put her mouth on it. Lian gently stroked her soft hair and exhaled deeply.

“Haah… use your tongue more, Lyrica. That’s right.”

“Mmm, mmph… mmm, tasty…”

Just then, there was a knock, and Lian’s assistant entered. Lyrica froze with Lian’s member still in her mouth. Her mouth tightened around him in panic, nearly making Lian climax.

“Where is the young lady?”

“Hm… she just left.”

“Ah, I see. Your Grace, here’s the report on the Kingdom of Saibria.”

“Leave it there and go.”

“Yes, sir.”

Lian shamelessly dismissed his assistant. Lyrica’s panicked reaction with his member in her mouth was so adorable that he became more aroused than usual. 

After the assistant left, Lyrica removed him from her mouth and breathed heavily. Without giving her time to catch her breath, Lian grabbed her arms, sat her on the desk, and spread her legs wide. Reaching between her smooth, fair thighs, he found her womanhood already wet and welcoming his touch.

“Aah… mmm…”

“Does it excite you to suck c*ck where people come and go? Your p*ssy is completely soaked, Lyrica.”

Lian’s long fingers probed her inner walls. The wet, squelching sounds were obscenely erotic. Lyrica covered her mouth with both hands to muffle her moans, afraid they might be heard outside the office.

“Hnng, that’s not it… mmm… ah!”

“Don’t deny it. Your p*ssy is flooding. Do you like being taken in front of others? Should I arrange that?”

Lian genuinely intended to do so if Lyrica said she would enjoy it. Of course, any man who saw her body wouldn’t live to tell about it.

“Haang… no… hnng… that’s not it…”

“Fine then. Your p*ssy keeps dripping, it needs a plug. Should I block it with my c*ck?”

“Hnng… not here… what if someone hears us…”

Hearing Lyrica’s words, Lian removed his fingers from her p*ssy and strode purposefully to the door. Confused by his sudden action, Lyrica’s eyes followed him. Lian opened the door just enough to speak to his assistant without revealing Lyrica, and gave an order.

“Make sure no one passes through this corridor from now on. That includes you.”

“…Yes, Your Grace.”

Lian closed the door and immediately took out his p*nis as he returned. Lyrica watched him approach with eyes full of anticipation. Upon reaching her, Lian thrust his fully er*ect member into her without the slightest hesitation.

“Haaahn! So good!”

“Did you hear that? Huu… now I’ll feed you plenty, and you can be as loud as you want.”

Lian grabbed Lyrica’s b*ttocks and concentrated on thrusting. He wanted to devour this small, delicate woman from head to toe. Her entire body felt like it was made of soft pudding. Where did such a woman come from? 

This mysterious woman who suddenly appeared had somehow bewitched him and his brothers, making them helpless to her words. The possessive Lian had never imagined sharing a woman he cared for with his brothers. 

However, with Lyrica’s unpredictable arousal and his busy schedule making it impossible to keep her constantly by his side, he couldn’t separate her from Noel and Lucas without making her resent him. In the end, Lian had to be content with simply being close to her.

“Ugh, why are you so tight, were you more excited at the risk of being caught? Hm?”

“Hngh, aaah, good! Ah, haaah! Cum, aah!”

Lyrica lay on the desk, crying out as Lian rocked her back and forth. Bodily fluids dripped onto the documents he had been writing, smearing the ink, while the desk’s movement sent blank papers fluttering to the floor.

“Huu… covering the entire office with your p*ssy juice might make working here more pleasant.”

“Aaah, no, hnng, haaah! Hngghh!”

“We can’t have you dripping down the corridor, so you should eat my cum with your mouth-p*ssy. Now, open your mouth.”

Lian spoke tenderly as he sprayed his s*men on Lyrica’s red tongue. After swallowing the ej*culated fluid, Lyrica rubbed her cheek against his thigh, seemingly seeking praise. This lovable gesture gradually revitalized Lian’s p*nis.

In the end, Lyrica endured being taken in various positions all over the office for quite some time. Having consumed Lian’s s*men until evening, her legs trembled so much that she had to be carried back to her room in his arms.