Chapter 66: 66

《note: when iris mentions ‘sleep’ i kept it ambiguous bc the word can mean sleep literally or in the sexual sense, wasn’t sure what she meant but judging from hayer’s reaction…》

Iris bit her lower lip and continued to stare at him.

Hayer said to Iris, wondering if the heat would subside if he went to a brighter place.

“The moon is very bright.”

“I know.”

As Iris walked along, Hayer picked up a cushion from a chair and placed it on the window sill. Then he sat Iris on it.

Iris sat there, looking up at the moonlight. Hayer thought her forehead, nose, and chin were like cascades of milk.

During all those days of her treatment, he desperately suppressed his sexual desire for Iris.

He did then. Because it was a treatment.

Of course, there were times when Iris stroked his body more than therapeutically, and he felt like he was losing his reason from the back of his head, but he suppressed himself because he thought it was all just his mood.

But today he didn’t have to. Because she wanted it.

Hayer said.

“The moonlight suits you well.”

At that, Iris, who was looking out the window, turned her head and looked at Hayer.

Hayer leaned over and brought his lips close to her. He called her name when he got closer.

“Iris.”

“……”

She seemed to notice the nervousness in the voice calling her name now. He saw her looking at him with a slightly surprised gaze.

Hayer grabbed the window sill with one hand, and with his other hand, he hugged her waist to keep her from falling behind the window sill. Then he kissed the corner of Iris’s mouth briefly.

Iris’s chest rose and fell, as if she was too nervous to breathe. Perhaps relieved by the short kiss that seemed to be greeting her, her breathing calmed down again.

But when he didn’t fall back, Iris raised her head with a puzzled face.

She tilted her head for a moment and greeted him in an uncertain voice.

“Well… sleep?”

Hayer took hold of the hand she was waving as she greeted him. Then, he put the clasped hand on Iris’s thigh.

His palm rested on her thigh, but Hayer’s hand was so large that he could grasp her thigh with their intertwined fingers.

“Hayer?”

Iris’s voice trembled.

Hayer sighed and kissed her neck before falling back.

He hoped the next time she healed him, she’d beat him up and knock him out, or give him a drink like last time.

In his sober state, he had no confidence to withstand the touch of her hands that tended his wound closely, or the breath on his shoulder.

Hayer used the large hand that covered Iris’s to wrap around the back of her thigh once and then let go. After that, he arranged Iris’s rolled up skirt as she closed her eyes tightly at his actions, and went down.

Then, Iris’s hand that had inadvertently grabbed his collar, fell.

Iris blinked innocently and opened her mouth.

“Not yet… they may not be sleeping. Sandra, Ruben.”

“……”

“Maybe they’re awake…”

Her talk to herself disturbed Hayer’s reason.

He smiled desperately like a gentleman, and lowered Iris from the window sill. And after waving good night, he went to his room. Heat rose all over his body.

* * *

After Hayer left, Iris remained in her spot and sighed.

“I’m in trouble…”

The lips that touched the corners of her mouth made her tremble, and she couldn’t even imagine if it would be possible to go any further. She thought she’d be used to it since she’s been married for six years, but why are all these senses so new?

Iris sighed with concern.

At the same time, she remembered Hayer’s heavy breathing. The body heat from Hayer remained on her thigh.

Hayer Asheri was always able to joke around and relax, but today he didn’t seem to be able to afford it at all. He seemed to have used all his mental strength to suppress himself.

Whatever his mind was, it was clear that he was about to go crazy when he touched her body.

She didn’t hate it.

Iris thought she wanted to reach out a little more and break his self-control.

“You told me not to love you.”

She smiled faintly.

Hayer probably wouldn’t have said anything bad to her, so it would hurt less to follow his advice.

Even so.

“You’re dead.”

He died after cutting the sacred tree, and she was standing in time six years ago.

“…So maybe I’ll do what I want.”

She decided to open up the heart that 25-year-old Hayer Asheri had bolted in his will.

If she wanted to love, she was going to love. She thought it was her own responsibility to make her own choices and handle the pain. She didn’t want to be a coward who didn’t even start because she was scared to fail in love.

* * *

Iris didn’t get a good night’s sleep again today.

This time it wasn’t really a different concern, it was only because of Hayer Asheri.

“Why can’t I sleep…”

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Iris blamed Hayer and walked back to the window.

She thought the Hall territory was beautiful even when it rained, but now that it entered May, it was more than a first impression. All kinds of flowers were blooming in the garden, and the sound of insects were heard.

She looked out the window for a while, and came out as soon as the morning sun came up. She was bored in the bedroom, so she was looking forward to breakfast today.

Iris, who came out like that, heard a shocking report.

“Sandra… the head didn’t wake up?”

The news was that Sandra didn’t wake up.

The chef said, fidgety.

“Still, we’ve prepared a lot of good ingredients. Just say what you want to eat! I’ll make everything for you!”

It was a shock. How much fun they had to talk about at night, and they couldn’t get up until the morning!

Iris stood there with a shocked face, and Hayer entered the dining room with a yawn.

Even calling it the previous day’s kiss, or not, made Iris very nervous because of the complicated behaviour.

However, Hayer said to the chef, rubbing his eyebrow bone with a casual expression and sleepy eyes.

“Can you do that for me? What was it?”

“Ah, the potato bread you ate yesterday?”

“I don’t know how you read my mind, but that’s it.”

Upon Hayer’s request, the chef went back. He sat down in a chair and asked Iris.

“Why are you standing there looking so shocked?”

“Breakfast…”

Hayer nodded in understanding. And he went on.

“But what can you do? The two like each other so much.”

Sandra woke up while Hayer was eating a fine meal centered on the potato bread he ordered. Embarrassed, she brought all the food in the kitchen.

Thanks to Ruben getting up a little later, all four were able to get together before breakfast was over. Ruben was really happy that he was leaving the dungeon and eating this food, which made the onlookers feel both sad and happy.

After the meal, Iris and Hayer finished preparing for departure.

Ruben, who was only able to get around a little now, the maid who came with them yesterday, and Sandra all came out to see the two off.

Sandra told Iris.

“I don’t know if I greeted you properly, but thank you very, very much.”

“You greeted me properly, and I understood how you felt.”

“Iris.”

Sandra held her hand tightly and continued.

“Tell me anything I can do for you.”

“Hmm.”

Iris pretended to think before opening her mouth again.

“I think the Hall family territory is the most important land in Luwan.”

At her words, Sandra tilted her head slightly and looked at Iris.

She went on.

“If there is a war, the enemy will be the first to occupy this place. And if the Hall family is taken over, the war…”

“It’ll end with Luwan’s defeat.”

Sandra nodded in agreement.

Sandra, who worked hard all day for her fief and the people of the territory, couldn’t help but know the existence of the Sieres who continue to hide in the territory of the Hall family.

She had already judged that the time had passed to avoid the war between Luwan and Siere. And the fact that Iris was thinking that far gave Sandra support beyond words.

Iris continued.

“So that is my request.”

“The Hall family, you mean to develop military force.”

“Yes.”

Iris nodded.

Sandra asked again with a broad grin.

“Other than that, is there anything you really want? At least, please support me as the heir to the throne.”

“No. I know how important family support is. So you have to choose the person best suited for the throne. It’s not something that can be done by my request.”

Sandra nodded at her words.

At first, the idea of Iris Lepos was wrong, but now Sandra could boast that she knew her well.

She was clear. Her clear and firm definitions reassured those around her.

Iris spoke again.

“Hmm, if I have any other request, I’d like you to make some compromise with the Everhart family.”

Sandra laughed at the remark.

“The eldest son of the family escaped from prison and is here, in any case. It can’t be the same as before.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

Iris thought it would be nice to have the ability to see the future. She couldn’t tell if today’s change was positive or negative.

afterword 

me in shambles bc we didn’t get to see iris and hayer get frisky but just that snippet gave me butterflies hayer barely holding back n all oml im weak!!

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