# 50
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“Why does he have that look on his face?”
Evelin felt strange when she saw Dyffrin's reaction, as if he was disappointed.
“But….Do you really want an heir from me?”
Evelyn asked cautiously. Devrin's eyes turned cold in an instant.
“So, should I look for an heir from a woman who is not my wife?”
Evelin felt embarrassed by Devrin's serious tone, so she stammered to explain.
“That's not what I meant… You once said you'd never consummate our marriage.”
Devrin ran his hand over his face and said,
“I told you to forget the conditions I mentioned on our wedding day.”
'So...does he really intend to sleep with me?'
Evelyn felt more confused than embarrassed.
Subconsciously, Evelin looked at Dyffrin as if examining him carefully. Noticing her look, Devrin let out a sigh and spoke in a low voice.
"You don't have to look at me like I'm some kind of pervert. I will never force you into anything."
Devrin continued in a whisper,
“But… I will make an effort. To make you accept it. Because in the end, we need an heir.”
"What…?"
“I'm not the kind of bastard who demands familiarity just because of an heir.”
Evelyn thought that her relationship with Dyffrin had changed a lot.
Originally, sexual intercourse was considered merely a means of producing an heir and the act itf was considered dirty. In the original story, he makes no such demands on Evelyn.
'How did we end up having this conversation?'
Evelyn asked cautiously,
“What kind of effort are you talking about?”
“Efforts to open your heart.”
Evelin's cheeks immediately reddened.
Before she could say anything, Devrin stood up and approached her.
As he lowered his head slightly, their faces got closer.
Evelin, like a terrified herbivore, pressed herf against the backrest.
When Defrin lowered his head, the light was blocked, casting a shadow.
Slowly, their lips met. Along with the soft sensation, she could smell the whiskey he drank earlier.
The hot breath made Evelin let out an involuntary sound. I felt embarrassed, thinking that Differin's lips might have curled up a little.
Dyffrin's long fingers touched the back of her neck.
“Ah”
Evelin's body tensed.
When their lips parted, Evelin let out a shuddering breath. However, his “effort” did not end there.
Devrin lifted Evelyn from the chair and carried her to the bed.
In her moment of wide confusion, she found herf gently lying on the soft bed. Just as she was about to get up in annoyance, he pressed his lips to hers again.
Soon her limbs became weak, and her mind became foggy. She couldn't tell if it was because of the intense heat or if there was something really wrong with her body.
'If you look at me with eyes like that, I've misunderstood.'
Dyffrin's breathing was ragged. Seeing someone who had always been calm and noble lose his composure gave her an exciting feeling.
Devrin took off the gloves Evelyn was wearing. He bit her fingers gently.
The unexpected action made Evelin pull her hands back.
"Yes…!"
'Not the fingers.'
You may notice the dark marks. Evelin regained consciousness and pushed Dyfrin's chest.
“Let's stop here today.”
“We don't even have any contraceptives.”
Evelyn said, as if it were an excuse. Defrin pulled away and muttered.
“You seem to be saying it's okay if we have contraception.”
“Differin!”
Evelyn shouted shyly.
"It was a joke. There's no need to be so serious."
“You don't usually make jokes like that.”
“So maybe it wasn't a joke.”
Evelyn stared at Devrin.
“I wasn't ready yet. You said you'd wait for me.”
Devrin straightened his messy clothes. His eyes still held residual heat, but his movements to straighten his clothes were calm.
“I can wait. As long as you don't leave me.”
"… What do you mean?"
“Don't think about it too much. It simply means I can wait as long as you stay by my side.”
Evelin felt strange upon hearing that. He seemed to know she was leaving.
At that moment, Devrin looked at Evelin intently.
“Maybe it's just my imagination, but when I look at you, I feel like you're going to disappear somewhere.”
“…Where am I going?”
“Okay then.”
Devrin picked up his loose tie and walked toward the door.
“I'll make sure to prepare contraception next time.”
With those sly words, Devrin left the bedroom.
After being left alone, Evelin thought that the silent bedroom felt like it had just gone through a storm. The kisses they exchanged, the casual talk, the ominous words about disappearing, it all seemed like a dream.
“…How did he know?”
Evelin furrowed her brows and held the edge of the blanket tightly. She never told anyone about her plans. She never acted like someone who was planning to leave.
“He must have a sharp intuition...”
Evelin sighed, picked up the silk gloves that were rolling on the bed, and placed them on the bedside table. She had almost revealed the dark marks on her fingertips to Dyfferin. If he had seen her, he would have started questioning her, and that could have led to a difficult situation.
“This is dangerous.”
She needed to make sure Dyffrin didn't see those dark marks, but she couldn't maintain her composure when their lips touched. Her heart was still beating excessively fast when she remembered the recent events.
Hah
Evelin pressed the back of her hand to her cheek to cool the heat in her face.
Defrin, who returned to his bedroom, also needed time to calm his thoughts. He had never imagined that an act he had always considered so dirty could have such a powerful effect. His body refused to calm down.
"the curse."
He tried to be patient, but looking at Evelin made him feel like his senses were evaporating. He wanted to quench his thirst with her, like a desert traveler who discovered an oasis.
But the problem did not end there. His desire kept growing, wanting more. If Evelin had not stopped, he would have gone too far.
He wondered if he had lost his mind and acted this way before. Even during his teenage years his f-control was not that weak.
Devrin irritably unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. If there had been whiskey in the room, he would have drunk it straight from the bottle.
He still felt anxious when he looked at the changed Evelin. Evelyn was wise and lovable, just as people praised her.
Dyffryn didn't mind Evelyn becoming known. In fact, it made him feel good sometimes, as if it were his own accomplishment. But ironically, the more people around her, the more uncomfortable he felt.
Maybe because he felt she might use them as a stumbling block to leave him.
Evelyn said she didn't want children. Defrin considered it his fault.
“Who said he wouldn't touch me and that we would use separate rooms?”
“I'm just not someone capable of giving birth to your children.”
Evelin once scolded him with a cold face.
Good. It didn't make sense to bring up the subject of the heir after treating her so coldly all this time.
It would be a lie to say that Evelyn's categorical refusal to have children was not bitter, but Devrin decided to make the effort, just as he said he would.
He will build a complete family, step by step, from A to Z. Then Evelin wouldn't leave him.
Devrin still didn't know why he wanted to keep Evelin by his side so much, but he knew one thing. This has become very important to him.
No matter what happened, she had to stay by his side, as his wife.
* * *
After Earl Alders' departure, things became very awkward between Evelyn and Dyffryn.
Fortunately, nothing happened for a few days, but the discomfort persisted.
Evelin sat down in front of the empty table and held her forehead.
Even though some time had passed, remembering the direct conversation she had with Dyffrin made it difficult to meet his eyes. Her mind was also clouded by her illness, and she had fallen asleep drinking wine last night.
“Do you have a hangover?”
Evelyn raised her head. Her eyes met those of Devrin, who was setting down a glass of water. He knew she drank wine alone yesterday.
“Just… a little.”
Unable to say that she was embarrassed by what happened that day, Evelyn blamed it on a hangover.
“Are you going to Countess Cottington’s tea party today?”
“Ah… yes. Somehow, the Countess of Cottington heard a rumor and sent a message saying that she wanted to see the Heart of the Sacred Mountain pendant.”
In fact, asking to see the contract was just an excuse; They wanted to build a relationship with her.
Receiving the Duke of Leeuonuk's inheritance meant that she had the support of the Duke of Leeuonuk and that Evelyn had social power.
Since the royal bash, she had been receiving occasional messages asking her to attend parties, but after receiving the contract, invitations to social gatherings poured in.
“It appears that Earl Alders spread the rumour.”
So, that's where the rumor started. Thanks to that, things got annoying.
Unable to refuse every invitation, Evelyn decides to attend the most precious invitation, the Countess of Cottington's ball.
Most of the capital's nobles attended her party, so she could show her face at once.
“When is the tea party?”
“It starts in the evening. We are supposed to enjoy tea while admiring the night view in the garden.”
Devrin frowned slightly and muttered,
“That means you'll be back late.”
Evelin didn't hear it, and spoke in a slightly excited voice.
“Oh, and the gentlemen will come too, and we will play card games together.”
'That damned game.'
Devrin sighed softly, trying not to show it.