A bedroom decorated with extravagant ornants, unmistakably showing it belonged to a high-ranking noble.
“…Haa.”
“Do you think it won’t work again today?”
A naked woman lying on the bed asked.
“Mm… Sorry… I thought it would work today…”
“It’s hard to believe that I lack enough charm to seduce even one man I love… Could it be that your love for has cooled?”
“No! It’s just that I…!!”
As Terrace answered seriously, Valentine Mapleflower smiled softly.
“Haha… It was a joke, Terrace. There’s no need to rush. Aren’t we married? If it’s not today, then tomorrow, and if not tomorrow, then the day after.”
“Valentine…”
“Besides, intercourse isn’t the only way to prove a couple’s love, is it? I can already feel how much you love … And though it’s a bit inappropriate to say this in front of my husband, you know that I’m not particularly fond of intercourse, don’t you?”
“…I know. But still…”
“Oh, I see. Since I suggested sharing the bed tonight, you must have wanted to give it your best.”
“…Yeah.”
“Haha… As happy as your intentions make , the reason I wanted to share the bed with you tonight…”
Valentine, who was about to answer, felt her face blush.
“Hm… This is… more embarrassing to say than I thought.”
“…Valentine?”
“I’ve known it since I was young, but… You really are a dull man… Still, since you seem eager to hear it from my own lips, I’ll tell you.”
Valentine swept Terrace’s hair aside and whispered in his ear.
“It’s not the intercourse that I like; it’s this mont when I’m with you, Terrace. Lying here by your side, sharing your warmth and breath makes truly happy. Haha… So, don’t worry.”
Valentine gave Terrace a gentle kiss on the cheek.
“Just having this mont to myself is more than enough for . After all, wouldn’t any woman be happy to have such a wonderful man all to herself?”
“Valentine…”
“Haha, no matter how much I love you, it’s still embarrassing to speak of love like this. I’ll go wash up, so wait here.”
Valentine, as if to hide her flushed face, draped a silk robe over herself and entered the bathroom.
Swoosh—
“Haa…”
Under the strong stream of water, Valentine sighed.
“What could be the problem…”
Though she had reassured Terrace earlier, the fact that he couldn’t beco aroused was a bigger problem than she had let on.
It wasn’t about the sex.
The statent about not enjoying intercourse wasn’t just to comfort Terrace—it was the truth.
Valentine had never once experienced ‘a woman’s pleasure,’ whether in sex or self-pleasure.
It wasn’t in her nature to desire intercourse.
But…
‘…Mother’s pressure to produce an heir is getting more intense.’
Though she had managed to buy ti by asking for patience, that was now reaching its limit.
Valentine’s mother, Elizabeth Mapleflower, was a woman of inherently free-spirited nature, only restrained by her imperial position.
If her mother had even one other sister, she would never have ascended to the throne.
Valentine gently stroked her empty abdon.
The succession to the Mapleflower throne began with the birth of a daughter.
Conversely, if no daughter was born, succession to the throne could not occur.
‘At this rate, Laplace will ascend to the throne…’
It wasn’t that Valentine was obsessed with the throne.
If Laplace wanted the throne, she would gladly yield it.
But throughout all these years, Laplace had never shown any desire for the throne.
‘Still, I can’t shalessly ask for it.’
Although Valentine wasn’t fixated on the throne, she had enjoyed many privileges as the designated successor, more than Laplace ever had.
She had never felt guilty about it.
It was her right as the heir.
Now, however, to declare she would not succeed the throne would be a betrayal to her people and her sister.
‘…Am I truly that lacking in charm?’
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