Chapter 2
He had no intention of letting the sight of a dreary wizard ruin his mood.
“Come on, enough worrying about those wizards. Let’s drink!”
“Let’s drink until we can’t even get out of bed tomorrow!”
The Holy Knights raised their goblets high, clinking them together with boisterous cheers.
From time to time, elegant noblewomen and beautiful young ladies attending the ball cast enticing glances their way. The knights acknowledged them with the occasional smile before casually taking another drink.
Every one of them had come tonight with the same goal.
To use the revelry of the royal ball as an excuse to spend the night with one of the beautiful women they rarely had the chance to meet.
That was the true charm of the celebration—its greatest pleasure and its unspoken objective.
Several Holy Knights had already succeeded in luring noblewomen away from the ballroom. If someone was nowhere to be seen, it almost certainly meant they were elsewhere, occupied with something far more private.
“Hey, Aaron. That young lady’s been giving you smoldering looks for a while now.”
Aaron casually followed the direction his companion indicated.
Sure enough, a beautiful young woman with a voluptuous figure was gently fluttering a feathered fan, smiling at him through lowered lashes.
“Just look at that chest.”
“That’s a work of art.”
“She’s practically burning a hole through you with those eyes.”
Each of his companions offered a comment of admiration.
To be fair, she was exactly Aaron’s type.
A beautiful face deserved an equally beautiful figure.
Aaron had never cared for the saying, “A woman is her heart.”
Can you even see someone’s heart? he thought.
What use was inner beauty by itself?
To him, a woman’s face and figure came first, without exception. A good personality was merely a welcome bonus, something worth having only after the essential requirements had already been met.
“You’re going with her, aren’t you?”
“I suppose I have to, don’t I?”
Handing his empty goblet to one of his companions, Aaron slowly made his way toward the young woman who had been smiling invitingly at him.
Wrapped in a blue velvet gown that accentuated her graceful figure, she parted her crimson lips as he approached.
“Beautiful night, isn’t it?”
Wearing his customary smile, Aaron offered the usual polite greeting. It was the same charming smile that had swept countless women off their feet.
“It truly is a beautiful night, Sir Knight.”
Full brxxsts, a slender waist, curly brown hair, long eyelashes, and plump red lips.
She was the most beautiful young woman Aaron had seen in quite some time.
The crimson wine swirling in her goblet reflected in his eyes.
Red wine, red lips, and an irresistibly alluring gaze.
Drawn in by her intoxicating charm, Aaron accepted the goblet she offered.
The wine was strong.
Her smile was even more dangerous.
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“Ugh… My head…”
Aaron opened his eyes, wincing as a pounding headache throbbed through his skull.
‘Did I drink too much…?’
Perhaps it was simply the aftereffects of all that potent wine he’d downed one glass after another. Still, it had been a wonderful night.
His hand wandered across the empty space beside him on the bed.
The last thing he remembered before falling asleep was the lingering heat of passionate lovemaking. They had been so intense that the memory of it still clung vividly to him.
‘She looked like the kind of woman who could leave countless men heartsick, but she was much shyer than I’d expected…’
That had surprised him.
With that revealing gown exposing her generous cleavage, those crimson lips, and those seductive eyes, he’d assumed she was an experienced, passionate woman.
Yet she had been awkward at kissing and bashful whenever he held her.
And when he’d finally taken her into his arms, she had been warm and unbelievably tight.
So tight, in fact, that it had been difficult for him to enter her properly, as though she had never known a man before.
“Huh?”
Something about his memories felt strangely wrong.
The woman Aaron clearly remembered courting over shared glasses of wine had possessed brown hair, red lips, long eyelashes, and a voluptuous bosom.
So why was the woman appearing in his mind now wearing faded blonde hair?
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