Chapter 80
From earlier until now, Igmeyer had been unable to control his heart.
From the moment Amber boldly stood up to the prince, defending the North and, by extension, himself…. Igmayer was engulfed by a novel emotion.
It was exhilaration.
‘Is this fluttering in my chest because I’m turned on? Strange.’
Holding his wife close and inhaling her scent, Igmayer was in heat. While he was still hesitant to name this feeling, he acknowledged it.
He was smitten with her. That was certain.
Their lips met in a fleeting moment. Lately, they had been kissing more than making love, a notable change from the beginning.
They themselves might not have realized it, but to others, especially the laundry maids, the Grand Duke and Duchess seemed like lovers newly in love.
Initially, they might have consummated their relationship out of obligation, fulfilling a frequency quota, but now such laundry was rare. Instead, the castle staff often spotted the couple sitting quietly together or sharing kisses.
Especially notable was the Grand Duke lifting his wife with ease—a sight that had become something of an attraction.
‘The two of them have started to mingle hearts, not just bodies.’
Realizing this, people would discreetly make space when they saw the couple. While leaving the place, they allowed the two’s affection to deepen.
However, not everyone read the atmosphere of the castle, particularly the recent guests.
Unlike Nicholas, who had quickly caught on and adjusted his actions. Loki Asgarden had no idea why he should step aside.
The Imperial Palace was a place of needless power struggles, where two carriages on a narrow road would compete for dominance.
Thus, Loki applied the same standards he knew from the palace, even here in the North.
‘I’m superior to that lowborn Grand Duke. I’m above the Princess of Shardroch. So why should I be the one to step aside?’
Trying to suppress his irritation with a night stroll, Loki puffed out his chest even more when he spotted a figure in the distance.
I had been on the receiving end during dinner, but…!
He needed to show that he didn’t care, for the sake of his shattered pride.
“Ah, what if someone sees, huh!”
“What does it matter if they see? This is our home.”
“But still… Hmph! Oh!”
“You like it when they watch, don’t you?”
What was that?
It sounded like a cat crying or a moan of pain.
‘Is the Grand Duke tormenting the Princess? Why? They seemed to get along well.’
No need to hesitate. Loki immediately moved forward.
The Emperor’s orders weren’t just about playing the villain; it was also his mission to find out the true nature of the Grand Duke’s relationship with his wife.
This was the perfect opportunity. If he could catch the Grand Duke mistreating his wife, wouldn’t that be ideal?
“Ah, oh! Oh!”
“Keep it down. What if someone hears?”
“You keep touching me like that…!”
“Me?”
The Grand Duke casually spoke as he kissed his wife’s cheek. The Princess was obscured by his body, and to get a clearer picture, Loki needed to get closer.
‘Why is the Princess stuttering, after she snapped at me earlier? What exactly are they doing?’
Loki knew he should refer to her as Grand Duchess Niflheim, but he persisted in calling her ‘Princess.’
There wasn’t a particular reason. It seemed like it would annoy her.
“…!”
Carefully muffling his footsteps, Loki crept closer but suddenly stopped, wide-eyed and flustered.
Unsure of what he had seen, he gasped as the Princess, who had been moaning, clung to the Grand Duke’s neck. Suddenly, the two began to kiss passionately.
He didn’t know what they were doing, but he understood what a kiss was, and Loki inhaled sharply.
‘No way, after tormenting me, why are they kissing? Are they insane?’
Loki had experienced a kiss before.
His first time was with a beautiful noble lady, and he thought fireworks were going off in his ears. His heart pounded so hard he thought he might die.
To Loki, a kiss was something that should happen during a pleasant walk, perhaps after gently holding hands, treating the other person like the most precious woman in the world.
Not like this—wild and aggressive as if devouring each other.
Clearly, this brute, with no education, doesn’t know the first thing about how to treat a woman…!
“!”
It was at that moment.
Loki’s eyes met Igmeyer’s, and he flinched.
The Grand Duke must have already sensed his presence and stopped kissing and turned around, giving him a sly grin.
Then, with just a movement of his lips, he seemed to mouth the word ‘rookie’!
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