Yes, that would be her sweet revenge and she could laugh about it in the afterlife.
If the Strongmoor family line ended with Mars, that's none of Emlyn's business.
Subconsciously, the girl clenched her fists under the table, and her face turned serious. The ball would be such a perfect ti for her to get closer to the king and kill him.
The girl was deep in thought.
"We have to prepare a story to tell my parents about who you are and how we t," said Mars, moving Emlyn from her reverie.
The girl looked up and stared at Mars in amazent. "You an, making up stories? What for?"
The young man nodded. He took a sip of his wine and seed to think for a mont. "We can't tell them who you really are. They'll kill you if they find out."
"Hmm.." This ti, Emlyn agreed with Mars. She couldn't let them kill her before she could get her chance to kill the king.
She was a witty girl who was used to saving her behind from bad people during her travel by making up stories. So, this was nothing difficult for her.
"When was the last ti you left the Draec kingdom?" Emlyn asked the prince.
"Hmm .. a few months ago. I supervised the troops to build a fort in the Glassden area," Mars replied.
"Just tell them we t there. The eting gave a lasting impression, and I really like you. So, I decided to follow you here quietly. As for the rest ... they only need to know that I will bear children for you." Emlyn shrugged. "Easy."
"Hmm .. alright. We can use that." Mars seed relieved that Emlyn was willing to cooperate with him to create the story. The man then cleared his throat. "If my mother asked about when we're getting married—"
"Who wants to marry you?" Emlyn snapped at him. "I'm only willing to bear children for you. Think of as renting out my womb in exchange for Winterre. I don't want to marry you."
"I don't want to marry you either," Mars grumbled back. "But my mother, the queen, will ask you about it. We have to figure out what the right answer is, so she doesn't get suspicious."
"Why do you have to care about your mother's opinion?" asked Emlyn curtly. "Just tell her you don't want a wife. Many n like to just sleep around with different won and don't want to be tied down. It just so happens that you can't sleep around with many won because of your curse, but the rest, you're no different from them."
Mars looked closely at Emlyn. Sohow he felt annoyed, hearing Emlyn's answer, which she uttered so lightly. The girl did not care if Mars acted like other n, who sleep around with different won?
Whoa, she truly doesn't care, Mars thought. He couldn't help but be disappointed. He regarded himself to be completely different from most other n who love seeking cheap thrills. After sleeping with Emlyn, he felt like he didn't want any other woman in the world.
In the past, he had long been curious about sex and how it felt to have sex with a woman. Unfortunately, he must swallow his own curiosity. He could only listen to the stories shared by his cousins ??or his generals about their sexual conquests.
From what he heard, Mars suspected that sleeping with many different won was the norm for most n, especially if the n were rich and powerful. They could get a different woman every day.
Many n loved sexual adventures. This was because every woman had their own 'taste'. Sleeping with only one woman would be boring because they wouldn't know how other won tasted like.
So won were aggressive and wild in bed, so were cold and passive. They would just lie there in bed during intercourse with their legs opened.
So had a cute and tight pussy; so had it bigger. The moans they let out when they were aroused or when they reached the peak were also different from one woman to another. Another unique thing was their scent. It would be different for each woman.
The more a man slept with different won, the wider his knowledge about sex would be. There was so much to discover!
In the past, Mars was often jealous of all the other n around him who were so lucky that they could enjoy that opportunity to sleep with many won. He couldn't even do it with one.
However, now, for so reason, the jealousy had disappeared without a trace. Since eting Emlyn and enjoying sexual intercourse with this girl, the desire to try it with many won didn't even occur to him.
These past few days, whenever he was taking a break from combat training with his soldiers, Mars often secretly thought about Emlyn. He would ask himself about his feelings for the girl.
Surprisingly, this afternoon, he found the answer. He finally admitted to himself that he had fallen in love with her.
However, tonight, he sadly realized that his feelings were unrequited.
"What are you thinking?" Emlyn asked suddenly, moving Mars from his reverie. "You sigh several tis. Is my suggestion not good enough?"
Mars shook his head. "No. Your suggestion makes sense. We'll use that as an excuse."
They did not talk any more afterward until dinner was over.
As usual, before bed, Mars washed up and took a hot bath, but this ti he didn't stay long in the bathtub.
He just cleansed his body so that he would feel fresh and could sleep comfortably. He also didn't ask Emlyn to take a bath with him.
That was a good coincidence, thought Emlyn. She didn't feel like taking a bath tonight because, earlier today, she had washed her hair. She also didn't do any strenuous activities that made her dirty nor sweaty.
The girl sat happily on the bed and continued reading General Harland's book of war strategies by the oil lamp as she waited for Mars to finish his bath.
Emlyn was feeling a little surprised by Mars's unusual attitude. However, since she basically didn't care about him, Emlyn didn't overthink it.
After Mars finished his bath and put on a simple white shirt and pants to sleep, Emlyn put down her book and looked at the man with furrowed brows.
[Mars is wearing clothes to sleep? Didn't he want to have se—... ahem.]
[Wait... why do I even think about it?]
Emlyn pinched herself.
She was just curious. Usually, after he took his bath, Mars would take advantage of the fact that they were still naked and pounce on her. Later, after they had finished having sex, none of them would bother to wear anything.
They would sleep naked all night and share the warmth through the touch of their skin. However, now, the prince had put on his clothes and…
Emlyn's beautiful eyes widen when Mars climbs onto the bed, pulled up the blanket to cover his body, and then closed his eyes.
[So... no sex tonight?]
[What happens to 'the court physician said we have to do it every day'?]
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