Droit du Seigneur: His Lordship's Right of the First Night - Chapter 40
Knock, knock.
At that moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and a woman in a plain navy dress with a white apron entered. Knowing Louise as the lord’s personal guest, the maid bowed respectfully.
“Miss, are you awake? I’ve come with your meal.”
On the large tray atop the silver trolley that was brought in were simple foods like warm soup, bread with cheese, and juice. After eating breakfast, Louise felt sleepy and took a rare nap. However, even after waking up around lunchtime, it was difficult for her to get out of bed. Every time she tried to get up, she screamed because the muscles she usually didn’t use were so sore.
“Are you feeling okay?”
The visitor this time was unexpectedly Richard. He hadn’t slept much either, having spent the entire night with Louise. Considering he had engaged in much more vigorous activity than she had, he didn’t look tired at all. Instead, he seemed somewhat refreshed.
Richard, observing her with a thoughtful gaze, looked perfectly put together in his usual formal attire, presenting the image of a meticulous and stern lord. Unlike the previous night, when he had shown his intense passion without restraint, now his expression was composed.
However, Louise found it difficult to meet his eyes, still recalling the low groans and deeply furrowed brows as he had passionately delved into her.
“How are you feeling?”
He approached and naturally placed his hand on her forehead as he sat on the edge of the bed. Though they had slept closely in her small bed almost every night, this type of touch was a first. This new intimacy reminded her of the physical connection they now shared, causing a flutter in her heart.
“Some people develop a fever after their first time.”
“I-I don’t think I have a fever.”
“And what about down there?”
His straightforward question made Louise’s cheeks burn. The area, which had always been closed, had been overused and was still sore. The vivid sensation of him moving inside her flashed back, making her quickly change the subject.
“M-My lord, aren’t you busy during the day? How did you come here?”
“It’s lunchtime.”
The distance between the east wing, where the lord’s office was, and the west wing, where their living quarters were, was quite far. It was the first time he had visited during work hours, indicating he had taken a moment amidst his busy schedule.
“Have you eaten?”
“Not yet. I had a late breakfast….”
“Let’s eat together.”
He pulled the cord by the bed, and the servants silently entered, setting the table with their meal. Richard sat at the edge of the bed, cutting the food into bite-sized pieces and bringing the fork to Louise’s mouth. Unaccustomed to such attention, she waved her hands in protest.
“Ah, my lord! I can eat by myself.”
“It’s fine. You can’t even walk properly right now.”
“What does that have to do with it… My hands are fine.”
“I caused this, so it’s the least I can do.”
Receiving such personal service from a lord of imperial lineage felt absurd for a commoner like her. She protested softly several more times, but he paid no attention and stayed until she finished her meal.
As she leaned against the soft cushion of the bed’s headboard, finishing her lunch without lifting a finger, Louise’s forehead wrinkled slightly. The sheet supporting her was very soft, and although the pain was much less than it had been right after their encounter, she still felt occasional stinging pain whenever she moved. Richard noticed her discomfort and observed her closely.
“Is it uncomfortable down there? Does it hurt a lot?”
“Yes, a bit… I thought I was fine, but I might have torn something….”
Is it normal to be in this much pain the next day? None of her married friends or Mary had ever mentioned this. Louise speculated that her extreme discomfort was likely due to Richard’s extraordinarily large member, which she had initially mistaken for a club. His arousal hadn’t subsided after one or two times, and she had nearly passed out by the end. It didn’t take long for her suspicion to become certainty.
To be honest, she hadn’t disliked it—it was so pleasurable it made her lose her mind…. But if every time was like this, her body wouldn’t hold up, so she tried to give him a warning in advance, but the situation took a different turn.
“Let me see.”
“What?! Where are you… No, please!”
“You said you might be torn. Should I call a doctor instead?”
“N-No!”
Remembering the priestesses from before, Louise shook her head vigorously. Besides, calling a doctor because she was bedridden after losing her purity would be laughed at by anyone in the village.
Richard, watching her intently, took out a round metal case from his pocket. When he opened the lid of the palm-sized silver tin, it revealed a pale cream-colored solid ointment inside.
“This is a medicine prescribed by the castle physician. Apply it to torn or swollen areas every three to four hours for two to three days.”
“Ah, thank you….”
Feeling slightly embarrassed but recognizing the necessity, Louise reached out to take it, but he didn’t seem to have any intention of handing it over. Instead, he swiftly pulled the sheet off her.
“I’ll apply it now.”
“No, no! Please, no!”
“Don’t worry. I checked that it’s safe for sensitive areas.”
“That’s not the issue…. Just leave it, and I’ll apply it myself… Ack!”
“Lie down.”
Desperately trying to sit up, Louise ended up lying on the bed, her thin ankles caught in his large hands, struggling futilely. She attempted one last escape, but her hips were too sore, and her legs were too weak.
