Chapitre 64: The old friend.
Martin left the castle before the delegation arrived, he seemed to be a bit disappointed to miss the whole event, but he finally understood the weight I intended to put on his shoulders.
I could sense Valleria's nervousness. It was an important event and though I knew she would be amazing as always, I didn't want to push her and accompanied her to her rooms right after the dinner was held.
"I have to go back to entertain the guests. Sleep well, my love." I pressed a kiss on her forehead and forced my heart to calm down.
"Love you." she purred and stood on her tiptoes to be able to leave a kiss on my neck.
She was so tired her eyes were clouded with exhaustion. I left her in the company of her maids, who rushed to help their lady with taking the heavy dress she had to wear all night.
Fortunately, Jake was the one who arrived for the sake of his older brother, busy with some important matter.
I had to water down the strong wine to maintain at least a bit of my senses, barely able to keep up with Jacob's insatiate thirst.
"Aaron is a - dick." Jake sighed suddenly, staring at the ceiling. I watched him, curious about what happened. He always adored him, even when Aaron was lacking in every way in comparison to his younger brother.
"I'm no longer a kid he can manipulate and mold. I hate that fucker." another quiet mumble was heard from him before he stood up and took a piss by the wall, unbothered by anyone who might see.
"Hey you," I stopped one of the prettier servant girls and pointed at Jake "help our guest reach his chambers safely. Mark will help you, just in case. He looks like he is going to fall asleep any time now and he is quite heavy." I glanced back at one of my guards and his short gesture assured me of his intentions to carry out my wish.
I slept alone tonight, worried the smell of wine might bother the one I loved the most and in the morning, rubbed my whole body with one of her soaps to be able to cuddle with her at least in the morning.
"Love. Guess what I have for you?" I spoke as I noticed she was in bed but not sleeping, just enjoying the slow morning. Leaning closer, I left a kiss on her shoulder and snuggled to her hair.
"A kiss?" she sighed with a wide smile, her eyes still closed.
"Beside that." I trailed her skin with my lips, leaving a wet path behind.
"A poem?" she tried to guess again and glanced at me from behind her long lashes.
"Oh my dear wife, how much I love my life, when your moans shatter the room, as my dick fills your -" I started to laugh uncontrollably when she accused me of preparing it upfront. She was right, I even scribbled this one down with a sketch of her bare hip and waist, partly covered by the blanket. I kept it hidden together with her letters and the dried weed flower she once gave me.
It was unnecessary and sentimental, but still, I couldn't force myself to throw it out.
"- bloom!" I pulled her to my arms with a joy so great I wanted to cry "I brought you a breakfast, silly, to fill your belly from above. You will have to wait for the night if you want to fill it from the other side, too. I have so many things lined up today I want to puke. Jake talked about some weird shit when he was drunk and I need to know if they are arguing or not, it could be a hassle."
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