Laritte climbed onto the fence of the winding road and hung on it. As the road was at a high altitude, she could see the cool stretch of the beach and the sea at a glance.
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There was only the Ducal couple here…
It was their honeymoon destination!
She could see the endless clear blue sea. As her hair swayed wildly like seaweed in the water by the wind, Laritte opened her mouth wide.
“Aaaaaa.”
When the meaningless chant ended, the fresh air of the sea entered her mouth. A cool breeze with the smell of salt took the beach hat from her head.
‘Ah, my hat…’
At that moment, dark hands, tightly engraved with fine muscles, grabbed the flying hat.
“It’s dangerous to hang on the fence, Laritte. Come down.”
Ian wrapped his other hand that was not grabbing her beach hat around Laritte’s slender waist. It seemed that he could not feel her weight at all as he lifted up his wife.
Actually, Ian thought so, too.
She was so light, how could he really eat this person?
Just before leaving for the honeymoon, he remembered the words of nanny Ava.
“If you think Madam is having a hard time doing it, you have to stop! Understand? Use only half of your stamina to go to war!”
At first, he was flustered and tried to drive Ava out. However, she was very helpful when he heard the ‘it’ techniques that she gave him.
Anyway, it was the first time for him and Laritte…
Laritte slipped out of his thick forearms while Ian was immersed in the recollections. She then sprinted with her little feet and stepped on the bright sand of the beach. There was a thin pair of shoes prepared for the beach, but even that was taken off.
She stepped on the sand with her white feet. It was just the right weather, and the not-so-hot sand comfortably wrapped around her big toe.
“Come on, Ian, you too.”
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The place where Ian and Laritte went on their honeymoon was a small island with no one around. The island, with its picture-perfect beaches, had a villa just for them.
‘Perhaps Ian rented the whole island?’
Laritte guessed that Ian had spent a lot of money. The quietness of no one but Ian and Laritte was nice. They should have fun.
Her prediction was half right and half wrong.
It was certain that there was only the Ducal couple on this small island.
He did it on purpose because he was afraid that someone would interfere with Ian making history with Laritte. For example… When trying to set the mood, a very sincere maid grabbed a snack and knocked, or something like that.
In addition, he also instructed them to lie if the dragon came to the mansion in search of Laritte.
What Laritte got wrong was that everything here had just been built under the Duke’s directives for this honeymoon. He dared to say it was an astronomical amount.
…Extraordinary level.
There was no object or person to disturb Ian here. Soon, he entered the sandy beach with his light summer clothes swaying in the sea breeze.
“Laritte. Would you mind if I tie your hair up? I’m afraid the wind will bother you with your hair.”
Ian untied the straps from his wrists.
Since there were no employees, it meant that he had to take care of Laritte’s everything. Because of that, he had been very thorough in his preparations.
Laritte quietly put her hair on Ian and looked down at the sea. As the sea waves pushed her toes before disappearing again, she made a random suggestion.
“Do you want to play rock, paper, scissors, and the loser jump into the sea?”
“…Yes?”
Ian looked sullen.
What if my wife catches a cold?
Meanwhile, Laritte didn’t notice the look on Ian’s face, who was standing behind her.
“It will be fun. The water isn’t that cold, either. Everyone said that they play like that when they come to the sea.”
Her voice was a little more excited than usual. Perhaps, no one but Ian would notice. Like most commoners, it was Laritte’s first time seeing the sea. Since she was not even a merchant who dealt with fish, only nobles could afford to go out to sea.
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The sea was like a river, but it was very different. The white foam at the end of the wave was fun.
He was so happy with her that he couldn’t be decisive. Ian wanted to do everything for Laritte, so it was difficult for him to object to such a trivial thing…
“Yes? Ian, will you jump? Rock, paper, scissors?”
In the end, he had no choice but to nod his head. Instead, he recalled a scheme.
‘To lose to Laritte, I must be the one to go into the water!’
“Rock, paper…”
With Laritte’s voice, Ian opened his eyes like a sharp lion with the mindset that a Sword Master was most useful when losing rock-paper-scissors to his wife. His fierce eyes gazed at the opponent’s hand for a short time.
‘Predicting the movements of those hands, fingers, and muscles, obviously.’
Laritte was about to clench her fist.
When Ian quickly made a pair of scissors, she raised her fists.
“Wow! I won.”
She gently pushed Ian’s back to the beach.
Since it was a promise, Ian fell to the edge of the shallow sea without giving any strength to his body. Even though Ian’s clothes got wet, he sighed.
‘I got in, and she’s excited, so there’s no problem…’
Laritte must have thought that the probability game was fun, so after that, she asked for another round of rock-paper-scissors.
Who would open the door to the villa overlooking the sea?
Who would cook dinner?
Even who would wash the dishes was decided with rock-paper-scissors. When it got dark, they decided to drink wine while watching the sea’s night view, but they made a bet on who would open the bottle.
Of course, Ian always lost.
Laritte felt good to keep winning even though she wasn’t proposing a bet because she didn’t want to do it.
“You always give out scissors. Idiot.”
Ian also had something to argue with.
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‘That’s because you only clenched your fists, so I had no choice but to use scissors.’
Still, he couldn’t tell the truth, so Ian shut his mouth.
It was better to be an idiot than to make Laritte do something. Besides, it didn’t change that much since he initially decided he wanted to do everything on his own.
Eventually, Ian and Laritte were sitting in a gazebo (a small observatory similar to a pavilion.) The bright moon was reflected in the water. The nights were moderately pleasant as there were still days left before the hot summer.
Laritte put her arms around the armrest, drinking her share of wine.
“It made me realize that the sea is such a fun place. I have to say thank you. Does my mother know that there are such beautiful sights in the world?”
“After our honeymoon, we can all come together again. Olivia too, Butterfly too, and other employees… anytime.”
“It would cost a lot of money to rent the island again, is that alright?”
“What? This island was purchased.”
“….”
Laritte now knows the truth and mutters, ‘Rich people.’
The Ducal couple talked a lot after that. They shared what their first impressions of each other were when they first met. When there was not enough wine and snacks to eat, Ian laughed as he cut the fruit perfectly with his knife skills.
She captured the small moon above her glass in her eyes.
“It must have been hard for you for me to be so relaxed… You’ve suffered a lot.”
“In the end, it is enough to be able to smile face to face with my wife.”
It was time for the good people to sleep. Laritte’s eyes blinked slowly, and Ian smiled.
“Are you sleepy?”
He pushed his upper body towards her as he sat next to Laritte. Checking if she was very sleepy, he asked out of the blue.
“Remember that? You promised me.”
“If I had made a promise to you, I would not have kept it. What was it?”
Laritte put the glass on the railing, and she suddenly wrapped her arms around Ian’s neck. Although he pulled out his body in embarrassment, he remained steadfast.
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Did she perhaps get the point?
However, he was afraid that her would get drunk again, so he prepared a weak wine. Laritte was more calm than anyone else, and her mind was clear.
“Laritte…?”
“You said you didn’t want to bring in a mistress. And, you would have a child with me.”
Laritte also knew very well about ‘honeymoon.’ It was the first night of the couple, right? It was a very appropriate time to have a child.
Alright. They should have a child.
As she tilted her head to him, she opened her adorable mouth slightly. Ian tried to hold onto the shaky reason. However, he could not turn away from Laritte’s face, who was approaching him.
“….”
He naturally followed Laritte, opening his mouth and enjoying the deep skinship. At night, secret sounds kept coming out of the gazebo where they were alone.
Laritte pushed Ian’s shoulder without pulling her mouth. His upper body, which was half lying on the floor, was wrapped around her legs, and he stopped kissing her. Ian tried to restrain himself while coveting Laritte on with his eyes.
For her, it would be better to go to a soft bed.
“Are you going to do it here?”
Laritte was serious. She nodded her head resolutely and began to unfasten his button.
“Ian, do you want a daughter or a son?”
“…You’re very active. You can answer that.”
Ian seemed to be quiet, but it was getting harder and harder for him to hold on. In fact, when he gazed at Laritte, it was always unbearable in any sense.
Now it was…. even more.
Laritte took off Ian’s coat, and his shirt fell to the floor. Eventually, his reasoning stopped.
“I apologize beforehand.”
Ian picked her up.
In an instant, their position changed.
Laritte climbed onto the fence of the winding road and hung on it. As the road was at a high altitude, she could see the cool stretch of the beach and the sea at a glance.
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There was only the Ducal couple here…
It was their honeymoon destination!
She could see the endless clear blue sea. As her hair swayed wildly like seaweed in the water by the wind, Laritte opened her mouth wide.
“Aaaaaa.”
When the meaningless chant ended, the fresh air of the sea entered her mouth. A cool breeze with the smell of salt took the beach hat from her head.
‘Ah, my hat…’
At that moment, dark hands, tightly engraved with fine muscles, grabbed the flying hat.
“It’s dangerous to hang on the fence, Laritte. Come down.”
Ian wrapped his other hand that was not grabbing her beach hat around Laritte’s slender waist. It seemed that he could not feel her weight at all as he lifted up his wife.
Actually, Ian thought so, too.
She was so light, how could he really eat this person?
Just before leaving for the honeymoon, he remembered the words of nanny Ava.
“If you think Madam is having a hard time doing it, you have to stop! Understand? Use only half of your stamina to go to war!”
At first, he was flustered and tried to drive Ava out. However, she was very helpful when he heard the ‘it’ techniques that she gave him.
Anyway, it was the first time for him and Laritte…
Laritte slipped out of his thick forearms while Ian was immersed in the recollections. She then sprinted with her little feet and stepped on the bright sand of the beach. There was a thin pair of shoes prepared for the beach, but even that was taken off.
She stepped on the sand with her white feet. It was just the right weather, and the not-so-hot sand comfortably wrapped around her big toe.
“Come on, Ian, you too.”
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The place where Ian and Laritte went on their honeymoon was a small island with no one around. The island, with its picture-perfect beaches, had a villa just for them.
‘Perhaps Ian rented the whole island?’
Laritte guessed that Ian had spent a lot of money. The quietness of no one but Ian and Laritte was nice. They should have fun.
Her prediction was half right and half wrong.
It was certain that there was only the Ducal couple on this small island.
He did it on purpose because he was afraid that someone would interfere with Ian making history with Laritte. For example… When trying to set the mood, a very sincere maid grabbed a snack and knocked, or something like that.
In addition, he also instructed them to lie if the dragon came to the mansion in search of Laritte.
What Laritte got wrong was that everything here had just been built under the Duke’s directives for this honeymoon. He dared to say it was an astronomical amount.
…Extraordinary level.
There was no object or person to disturb Ian here. Soon, he entered the sandy beach with his light summer clothes swaying in the sea breeze.
“Laritte. Would you mind if I tie your hair up? I’m afraid the wind will bother you with your hair.”
Ian untied the straps from his wrists.
Since there were no employees, it meant that he had to take care of Laritte’s everything. Because of that, he had been very thorough in his preparations.
Laritte quietly put her hair on Ian and looked down at the sea. As the sea waves pushed her toes before disappearing again, she made a random suggestion.
“Do you want to play rock, paper, scissors, and the loser jump into the sea?”
“…Yes?”
Ian looked sullen.
What if my wife catches a cold?
Meanwhile, Laritte didn’t notice the look on Ian’s face, who was standing behind her.
“It will be fun. The water isn’t that cold, either. Everyone said that they play like that when they come to the sea.”
Her voice was a little more excited than usual. Perhaps, no one but Ian would notice. Like most commoners, it was Laritte’s first time seeing the sea. Since she was not even a merchant who dealt with fish, only nobles could afford to go out to sea.
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The sea was like a river, but it was very different. The white foam at the end of the wave was fun.
He was so happy with her that he couldn’t be decisive. Ian wanted to do everything for Laritte, so it was difficult for him to object to such a trivial thing…
“Yes? Ian, will you jump? Rock, paper, scissors?”
In the end, he had no choice but to nod his head. Instead, he recalled a scheme.
‘To lose to Laritte, I must be the one to go into the water!’
“Rock, paper…”
With Laritte’s voice, Ian opened his eyes like a sharp lion with the mindset that a Sword Master was most useful when losing rock-paper-scissors to his wife. His fierce eyes gazed at the opponent’s hand for a short time.
‘Predicting the movements of those hands, fingers, and muscles, obviously.’
Laritte was about to clench her fist.
When Ian quickly made a pair of scissors, she raised her fists.
“Wow! I won.”
She gently pushed Ian’s back to the beach.
Since it was a promise, Ian fell to the edge of the shallow sea without giving any strength to his body. Even though Ian’s clothes got wet, he sighed.
‘I got in, and she’s excited, so there’s no problem…’
Laritte must have thought that the probability game was fun, so after that, she asked for another round of rock-paper-scissors.
Who would open the door to the villa overlooking the sea?
Who would cook dinner?
Even who would wash the dishes was decided with rock-paper-scissors. When it got dark, they decided to drink wine while watching the sea’s night view, but they made a bet on who would open the bottle.
Of course, Ian always lost.
Laritte felt good to keep winning even though she wasn’t proposing a bet because she didn’t want to do it.
“You always give out scissors. Idiot.”
Ian also had something to argue with.
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‘That’s because you only clenched your fists, so I had no choice but to use scissors.’
Still, he couldn’t tell the truth, so Ian shut his mouth.
It was better to be an idiot than to make Laritte do something. Besides, it didn’t change that much since he initially decided he wanted to do everything on his own.
Eventually, Ian and Laritte were sitting in a gazebo (a small observatory similar to a pavilion.) The bright moon was reflected in the water. The nights were moderately pleasant as there were still days left before the hot summer.
Laritte put her arms around the armrest, drinking her share of wine.
“It made me realize that the sea is such a fun place. I have to say thank you. Does my mother know that there are such beautiful sights in the world?”
“After our honeymoon, we can all come together again. Olivia too, Butterfly too, and other employees… anytime.”
“It would cost a lot of money to rent the island again, is that alright?”
“What? This island was purchased.”
“….”
Laritte now knows the truth and mutters, ‘Rich people.’
The Ducal couple talked a lot after that. They shared what their first impressions of each other were when they first met. When there was not enough wine and snacks to eat, Ian laughed as he cut the fruit perfectly with his knife skills.
She captured the small moon above her glass in her eyes.
“It must have been hard for you for me to be so relaxed… You’ve suffered a lot.”
“In the end, it is enough to be able to smile face to face with my wife.”
It was time for the good people to sleep. Laritte’s eyes blinked slowly, and Ian smiled.
“Are you sleepy?”
He pushed his upper body towards her as he sat next to Laritte. Checking if she was very sleepy, he asked out of the blue.
“Remember that? You promised me.”
“If I had made a promise to you, I would not have kept it. What was it?”
Laritte put the glass on the railing, and she suddenly wrapped her arms around Ian’s neck. Although he pulled out his body in embarrassment, he remained steadfast.
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Did she perhaps get the point?
However, he was afraid that her would get drunk again, so he prepared a weak wine. Laritte was more calm than anyone else, and her mind was clear.
“Laritte…?”
“You said you didn’t want to bring in a mistress. And, you would have a child with me.”
Laritte also knew very well about ‘honeymoon.’ It was the first night of the couple, right? It was a very appropriate time to have a child.
Alright. They should have a child.
As she tilted her head to him, she opened her adorable mouth slightly. Ian tried to hold onto the shaky reason. However, he could not turn away from Laritte’s face, who was approaching him.
“….”
He naturally followed Laritte, opening his mouth and enjoying the deep skinship. At night, secret sounds kept coming out of the gazebo where they were alone.
Laritte pushed Ian’s shoulder without pulling her mouth. His upper body, which was half lying on the floor, was wrapped around her legs, and he stopped kissing her. Ian tried to restrain himself while coveting Laritte on with his eyes.
For her, it would be better to go to a soft bed.
“Are you going to do it here?”
Laritte was serious. She nodded her head resolutely and began to unfasten his button.
“Ian, do you want a daughter or a son?”
“…You’re very active. You can answer that.”
Ian seemed to be quiet, but it was getting harder and harder for him to hold on. In fact, when he gazed at Laritte, it was always unbearable in any sense.
Now it was…. even more.
Laritte took off Ian’s coat, and his shirt fell to the floor. Eventually, his reasoning stopped.
“I apologize beforehand.”
Ian picked her up.
In an instant, their position changed.
