"Lean in. There’s sothing I need to tell you," Arabella instructed. She smiled when he did exactly as he was told.
’He’s so adorable when he’s the one listening to orders.’
It’s giving her ideas of things to do in bed. But maybe later, once they have solved the most pressing issues, they were currently facing.
[What would she tell ?]
Arabella gave Ferdinand a peck on the cheek and smiled when he was wide-eyed. His ears turned red.
He was caught off-guard. He’s still not used to cheek kisses even though she already did it many tis. And they have done so much more.
[Wait, is she trying to make feel better? Did she hear all my thoughts?! I thought she was focused on him, so she could not hear .]
Ferdinand searched her eyes and his face turned red when he realized she did hear him.
"When you feel left out, you can simply let your presence be known. Or better yet, you can join the circle. Mothers tend to be so focused on their children since children have a lot of needs. If you try to do sothing instead of watching silently, then you’ll be part of the circle instead of just an observer," Arabella explained.
[But what should I do? I didn’t feel like I should interrupt.]
"You won’t interrupt. You would simply join. For instance, earlier, when he was still sobbing, you could have stroked his hair or rubbed his back while he was in my arms. Then, you’re not simply an observer anymore."
"I see," Ferdinand glanced at the sleeping child.
[I didn’t have to do anything special.]
He extended his hand to try stroking Dimo’s hair but did not dare touch him for fear he would wake up and cry again.
"If you do it gently, he won’t wake up."
"Maybe next ti," Ferdinand was nervous about it, so Arabella didn’t push. He could try later if not with Dimo, then with Raymart.
"Thank you for helping in this matter," Arabella recalled thanking him while they were still here. They would be busy with another matter in Riva.
"You don’t have to thank . I simply accompanied you. I did nothing," Ferdinand was humble.
"No, you helped out a lot. Your presence alone was already a great help. I would have been nervous without you. And you supported a lot too. It makes happy," Arabella bead.
[I suddenly feel so good. How can such a few words and one charming smile lighten up everything? I want to keep seeing her smile like this] Ferdinand gazed at her.
"I’ll do anything for you. And you don’t have to thank at all," Ferdinand cupped her cheek.
’My goodness. Why is he so adorable?’ Arabella gave him another peck.
[That felt so good. But how could she keep kissing in this kind of place and mood?]
’Mood?’ Arabella was about to ask what he ant but Ferdinand cupped her face with both hands and kissed her breathless.
’Wait! We are not alone.’
She wanted to stop him but reckless movent and making a sound might wake up Dimo so she didn’t dare move until he was done.
[She did not respond.]
"Why should I respond? This isn’t the ti or place for that kind of kiss," Arabella chided.
"You started it," Ferdinand pouted.
’Ah, right. He was already gazing at earlier. It’s dangerous to give him even a peck on the cheek in this enclosed space,’ Arabella recalled as she tried to catch her breath.
Ferdinand was about to kiss her again, but she stopped him this ti.
"Stop. What if Dimo woke up? He would be horrified. Rember he had seen Sonia and the Head Butler being intimate. I don’t want to worsen his trauma," Arabella pointed out.
"Just a peck," Ferdinand was insistent.
"Alright. But just a peck," Arabella repeated since she could barely trust his words when it ca to this. His just minute or just one more keeps getting extended.
But thankfully, he kept his word and just gave her a peck this ti.
Arabella glanced at Dimo. He was fast asleep.
"He’s sleeping so soundly. He won’t wake up for about three hours or more," Ferdinand comnted.
[And he’s using Arabella’s chest as his pillow.]
’What’s with that envious look?’ Arabella eyed her husband. ’Is that why he kissed like that?’
"Don’t you think you should let him sleep on your lap instead?" Ferdinand suggested so Dimo’s head would not remain on her chest.
"Geez, there’s nothing romantic or sensual about this. Children drink from their mother’s breasts, so they usually sleep soundly when they’re close to the chest. Even more so with the scent of breastmilk since it helps them sleep better," Arabella explained.
"You’re speaking as if you have experienced it yourself," Ferdinand comnted, and Arabella froze.
’Oops. That was close.’
"I simply wanted to explain. What I ant was, I may not be his mother and Dimo was already long past the point of breastfeeding, but sleeping like this could still give him a sense of comfort and safety," Arabella clarified.
"I know. Raymond explained too. But..." Ferdinand looked away and did not continue.
[I know exactly how it feels. It may be different for , but I feel a sense of comfort and assurance every ti I lay my head on her chest and listen to her heartbeat. Even more so when she wraps her arms around and strokes my hair.]
"That’s akin to how he would feel. But for him, it’s more of a feeling of safety and being loved by a parent. In my case, soone who is like an elder sister to him. Even adults like us get comforted by it. How much more for children?" Arabella pointed out.
[Yes, that too - the feeling of being loved.]
"I see." Ferdinand finally let up.
[He did go through a lot. If I was the Duke, I would execute those two on this very day. They kept glancing at each other aningfully even though he was right there.]
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