Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 274: Scene CCLXXIV

“..... You call him Jollveld.”

“... Spouse. When I am in your arms this jealousy I see in your eyes is foolish. While you were away he took care of myself at your petition... Even when sorrow was within myself, your cousin told this wife not to search reasons against you... A good man he is... worried he has been for yourself...”

“... Either way. Don’t tell him yet. He’ll start pestering us to go see him. It’s annoying.”

“Goodness, unfair you are to him.”

“It doesn’t matter. That’s how we are since young, he’ll understand.”

“... Alright... if you say so, then be sure to send word yourself. I am certain he will rejoice at the news.”

“Aie, Fatædi.” — Glad of the agreement met with the wife, Aslak’s nose groomed the wife pleased by the tenderness. Being welcomed until she deemed proper.

“Mm~ Nevertheless! It is enough of this.” — Separating herself from the man, Ewelina placed an end to their relaxation. Looking at the scowl he dedicated to her as he followed her motion with entertained shade. Stroking the cheek of the spouse before his displeasure was told. — “Time it is for us to cleanse and eat... once we do that, Husband, we may decide what else on this day shall be done.”

“...”

“With ease... our days now may be spent together again, my love... so do not pout...”

“I wanted to lay longer with you.”

“... we can do that later.”

“...”

“I am not lying...”

“A’ight. I know.”

As told by the wife, the barbaric spouse then did.

Shared waters and shared meals... the meeting of those who missed and served the Lord came to also be... and the bliss of each other’s company never truly ceased. The celebration of the Lord would also be prepared and those from below the crag would join. For the occasion was to rejoice any in the territory for his name was well known even to the depths he did not know of.

The Guards and women, even a beast representing the man’s name were to enjoy the celebration. The Lords had summoned them with enthusiasm, one while entertained in the brawls on a training grounds and down the boulder where those more savage resided at a protected village accompanied by a loyal beast, while the other, delicately laughed along the women that became closer to their Master as her time leading the Archduchy had been one where her own hands had aided in the tasks no noble of the north would usually join.

“Ma’am, time will be for the feast to begin. Will you not prepare another dress for tonight?”

“!? Oh, goodness, Bela. I lost myself in the preparations!”

“Want myself and Shuno to help? The others can take care of matters here, correct?”

“Solely another dress should be worn...”

“Yet the dresses we made for yourself are not ones easy to wear like those the Ma’am usually does. Our Lord will be pleased to see his Fatædi in dresses made for herself~”

“Bela, our Lord little do we know. We should not push the Ma’am if hesitant.” — Shuno expressed as she saw the persistence of the girl become blunt once again before an accustomed Ewelina. Glancing at her who was put into ponder at the suggestion. — “Please go prepare, Ma’am. Our Lord will be pleased as long as the Ma’am stands beside him.”

“... Do come with myself, Shuno, Bela...”

“?! Truly Ma’am?!”

“Yes... I believe a feast is an occasion where my appearance shall be further cared for.” — Shy, Ewelina’s lids lowered as the thought warmed her heart up, not forgetting to remind the girls what they should not change. — “Nonetheless, remember that my hair should remain loose, only some decorations on it are allowed.”

Followed by the two young women she became friends with from the time of her arrival at the Spiked Eye Barbican, the wife left to prepare while requesting Kelly and the other females to aid the warden if something else was needed.

A crown much simpler than that she wore at the one that was her wedding celebration was worn over her head with red gems in their silver threads. And the dress, one that she liked most for its Sortnerer’s essence mixed with her northern blood...

Obscure as she should for the Archduchess she was, the dress mixed with dark green like those of summer leaves at Arbeumore. Long sleeves, opened after framing her limbs yet their shoulders had the silver of the crown crossing her cleavage with the same red gem of her crown, which went down the length of her body in a long skirt that to the sides of her legs opened to let a peek be seen of her skin wrapped in dark threads that held the thick layer protecting her foot to it’s sole.

“Ma’am! A tad of oil you should also wear! The gems are not the sole ones to shine in colour~” — Bela, as the preparations were done, suggested. However...

“... Soon my spouse will come... Both of you should go back.”

“? Will the Ma’am not wear the oil?”

“... I will decide once the Archduke arrives.” —Placing back the bracelet the spouse had crafted to decorate her arm, Ewelina softly smiled dismissing the women. Pacing to the looking glass to appreciate the beauty she did not find lovely nor unique until her spouse told otherwise... And anticipating their meeting before a feast, the gemstone at the linked doors commenced to glow, giving notice to an already waiting man that the wife was around... Provoking the sound of their opening as patience he now lacked.

“Tsk. Ewelina, why ya keep changing at your cham-... bers...”

“... I did not know my spouse was also ready.”

“... If you changed at our shared chambers you would know, Fatædi...”

“...”

Pure and seductive in wonderous appearance, Ewelina remained serene at his approach that stared at her dress, aware that new it was.

“... This one’s your own.”

“Aie... I did as told at a certain palace. Dresses solely for myself to wear were made... Does it please, my Fatæ’s amber?”

“... Your leg can be seen...”

“... Yet never touched.”

“...”

“Unless it is a spouse’s hand.” — Malicious in the step she gave closer to the man, Ewelina smiled with brilliant mood, looking up at his satisfied frown to incite further of it in the spouse. — “However, my love, there is something I have not decided upon yet.”