Chapter 98
Chapter 98. Welcome Banquet for the Envoys
“You were the one who seduced me by shaking your b*tt in the first place.”
“I was just trying to pick up a coin…! Ugh!”
He had to hurry down to Berner Port, so he’d thought he would just take a quick look at her face. However, the bold woman’s body kept stimulating his lust, and he couldn’t stop his hands. Heinz, who had lightly kissed her flushed cheeks, slowly stroked her sticky, w*t v*ginal walls and murmured,
“Haa, just a little bit…”
He knew in his head that he had to stop right away, but her v*ginal walls, which were constantly contracting, wouldn’t let go of his fingers. Henelone also wanted him. She kept shaking her head and whispering for him to stop, but she hugged his hot, flushed neck and pressed her lower body even closer.
“How can I stop like this?”
“Hauu, but… Hm, it feels good… Ugh!”
The inner wall, swollen with deep excitement, spurted out a slippery l*quid as if it wasn’t enough to be touched by just a finger. The summer dress was thin enough to reveal her delicious body, and his p*nis was already standing upright. He wanted to lift up this cumbersome dress right away and press her obsc*ne body onto the sofa. He wanted to shove his thing into her soaking w*t bottom with all his might.
However, Heinz was just as concerned about Roger outside. He didn’t know when Roger would barge in because he was so clueless.
Heinz, who was groaning in his unquenchable desire, slowly pulled out his fingers that had been digging into the wall of her v*gina while licking the nape of her neck.
Her eyes, filled with regret, turned to the man’s swollen front. But Henelone, who inwardly berated herself for being so lecherous, blushed and closed her spread legs.
His clumsy hands caressed Henelone’s messy clothes. A tight feeling of satisfaction spread through her chest at his rather affectionate and caring hands. It was something she could have done on her own, but the feeling of being cared for by the man she loved was so sweet that Henelone shyly lowered her eyes and obediently surrendered herself to his hands.
“Are you back at the library now?”
“Hoo, no. It seems like it’ll take some time to get back.”
“Ah…”
Henelone let out a sigh with difficulty and just fidgeted with her fingers without saying anything. Heinz, who noticed her anxious expression, let out a shallow sigh and opened his mouth.
“The welcoming banquet for the Honfleur envoys will be held soon at the palace.”
“Yes? Oh, yes. I see…”
Henelone nodded, puzzled by the sudden words, and then suddenly thought of Marie-Jose and pursed her lips. Why did he suddenly bring up the topic of the welcoming banquet for the envoys? A feeling of unease rose up in her at the unpredictable words.
‘The Duke of Woodward is engaged to the third princess of Honfleur.’
Adrian’s words that had been put aside for a moment floated to the surface. Although she was shocked by the unexpected words, she did not want to believe what she heard from someone else. She wanted to ask him directly, but when she actually saw him in front of her, her mouth would not open.
She and Heinz had certainly confirmed their feelings for each other, but she could not guarantee anything after that. Was a marriage between noble families really just about love? The union of a dukedom that commanded the seas of the empire and a barony that had no land to rule with only a small mansion in the capital city. It was a marriage that everyone would laugh at.
Adrian had reminded her of the reality that she had temporarily turned away from while falling in love.
Heinz lightly kissed her lips, not knowing her turmoil, and smiled as he continued to speak.
“I’ll definitely be back by then. I promise.”
Henelone’s eyes shook slightly as he gently stroked her disheveled hair as if he was holding something precious. This man was shouting his love to her with his whole body, as if he couldn’t hide even a single thing inside him.
‘Don’t misunderstand him again, I should ask him myself.’
Henelone, who bit her lips hard at the affection pouring down like the sunlight at noon, hesitated and carefully opened her mouth.
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‘I couldn’t ask him in the end.’
She thought things would change a little after the summer vacation. Her bad habit of ignoring problems she didn’t want to face blocked her mouth. The only question she asked Heinz was whether he would attend the welcome party for the envoys, and she even felt disillusioned with her own weakness.
‘It’s because I wasn’t mentally prepared. We met so suddenly… I should definitely ask him when we meet at the banquet. I definitely should!’
If she ran away like this, there was nothing she could solve. She had to hear Heinz’s answer, whether it was hopeful or pessimistic. But what if it was really pessimistic? Henelone let out a deep sigh, biting her lips in anxiety and nervousness.
“Oh, my, Lady Pallenberg. Don’t you like the dress?”
“Yes? Oh, ah, no!”
Henelone shook her head reflexively, startled by the voice of the costume shop madam behind her.
‘Oh, right. I was in the middle of fitting the dress…’
She had hurriedly headed to the costume shop because Milena had rushed in early in the morning, saying that she had received an invitation to the welcoming banquet. She was in the middle of fitting a few dresses from the existing designs, since a custom-made dress would be out of the question due to the short deadline.
Henelone blinked, trying hard to shake off the distracting thoughts that kept coming to her mind, and looked at her reflection in the mirror.
“Wow…”
