What Became of the Tyrant After the Pregnant Empress Left - Chapter 146

Perhaps because of this, Mikael seemed to enjoy palace life. The biggest reason was likely the lavish delicacies he had never experienced as a commoner, but seeing her son so content, Ysaris refrained from pestering Kazhan and quietly went along with it. She vaguely thought that someday, she would be able to live freely.

She expected this kind of life to continue for a while longer… but…

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“Huh?”

For a moment, Ysaris thought she had misheard and asked again. Her voice was hushed, careful not to wake Mikael, who was sleeping beside her.

Late at night, Kazhan, who had crawled into bed and embraced her from behind as usual, replied just as softly.

“Don’t you like theater?”

“I do, but… are we really allowed to go?”

Ysaris glanced once more at Mikael’s sleeping face before turning her head to meet Kazhan’s faintly glowing red eyes in the dark. He had propped himself up halfway and looked down at her leisurely.

“I heard you wanted to go out. It’s not like I’m imprisoning you in the palace. There’s no reason you can’t go.”

“But you said the atmosphere outside has been especially tense lately. It hasn’t been long since you were attacked.”

Kazhan smiled lazily at Ysaris, who worried first instead of immediately accepting his date proposal. His repeated warnings about the dangers outside the palace seemed to have taken effect.

He kissed the corner of her blue eyes, which held no blame, and murmured like a sated beast.

“We’ll bring a large escort. It’ll be a different kind of outing than you’re imagining. A large contingent will control the streets.”

“…….”

Ysaris hesitated, her face conflicted. She didn’t want to disrupt the daily lives of the people just because of her selfish desire to go out. The words to agree didn’t come easily.

Part of her reason for wanting to go outside was to see the capital’s streets, and if they were all controlled, it would defeat the purpose. Of course, she could still enjoy shopping, dining, and the theater, but it felt too much like a nuisance.

Kazhan, who understood her complicated feelings, peppered her face with small kisses and whispered.

“I can give you anything you want. As long as it doesn’t compromise your safety. So just say the word, Ysaa. I could give you the entire capital if you wanted.”

“The emperor shouldn’t say things like that.”

“I wouldn’t be like this if you were the type to make unreasonable demands.”

“But… ugh.”

Ysaris’s scolding was cut off by Kazhan’s lips. After kissing her all over, he finally conquered her mouth, his tongue seeking entry as it explored her teeth.

The sweet gesture of courtship soon gave way to a flood of intense affection as their lips parted. Ysaris, swept up in his hot breath, only regained her senses when the man’s hand, which had been caressing her stomach, began to drift lower.

She caught the intruder just before it reached a sensitive spot, pulling away from his lips and whispering even softer.

“Mikael’s right here.”

“I won’t move much. Just my hands.”

“Still, no. He’ll definitely wake up.”

“If you hold back your moans, it’ll be fine, won’t it?”

“That’s…! Mmm.”

Her words were swallowed by Kazhan’s mouth again. Despite his boldness, he didn’t force her, instead gently kissing and caressing her until the hand that had stopped him lost its strength.

Even though she knew she shouldn’t give in, her body reacted to his familiar touch, heating up. Instead of resisting, she clutched his clothes helplessly, and a low chuckle escaped him.

“Ysaa. My wife.”

“Yes, Cain…”

“I’ll take that as permission. If you don’t like it, bite me.”

Ysaris didn’t respond. Or rather, she couldn’t. She was helplessly swept up in Kazhan’s actions, her toes curling as she pushed the blanket away.

“Mmm, ah…!”

Her wandering hands finally settled on his broad shoulders. A hot wave surged from below, making her want to writhe, but Mikael’s peaceful sleep kept her stiff and restrained, trapping her in pleasure with no escape.

She wanted to bite the tongue that was exploring her mouth so insistently, but she didn’t hate him enough to hurt him. And part of her wanted to see this through, too.

Caught between indecision, she eventually gave in to Kazhan’s touch, trembling as she reached a silent climax. Only then did peace return. Thankfully, it was a night the child didn’t wake.