Moonlight Ball - Chapter 119
It was proving to be difficult for Duke Zeneth to find another woman to fulfill his desires. The noblewives’ society was well-endowed and tightly knit, making it hard to find a woman who was both willing and able to satisfy his depraved desires. To survive in such a competitive environment, a woman had to be aligned with one of the two most powerful queen bees. It was difficult to find a woman who was both clueless and s*xually adventurous enough to appeal to the Duke, especially with Sethang and Lasian keeping a close eye on the women in the Queen’s inner circle. It seemed nearly impossible to find a woman who was not under the protection of these two powerful women.
“The girl who’s the best at sucking d*ck is probably the best at sucking a girl too.” Margaret looked up at Duke Zeneth, trying to hold back the taste of s*men in her mouth as he spoke. “Do whatever you can to get on her good side, even if it means sucking her bottom. And report back to me with her daily activities. Can you do that?”
Finally, the request she had been expecting had come.
Margaret’s heart raced as she considered her options. Elena en Sethang had instructed her to become Duke Zeneth’s mistress and gather as much information from him as possible. But now, Duke Zeneth was asking her to do the opposite and gather information on the queen.
Who should she align herself with: the crazy woman who had thrown her into this hellish situation, or the selfish man who only knew how to use his p*nis?
As Margaret weighed the options, a cold glint appeared in her eyes. Maybe it was time to take control of the situation herself.
Elena brought unexpected news to Iris, who had just awoken from a nap in the afternoon. “Margaret… and Duke Zeneth are engaged?” Iris almost called her by her first name before catching herself and repeating the question in disbelief. Elena smiled warmly and confirmed the news. “Yes, Your Majesty.”
Iris tilted her head, still feeling groggy and confused. From her knowledge of the noble society, the engagement between Duke Zeneth and Margaret made no sense at all. Duke Zeneth, though relatively new to the nobility, was a high-ranking noble, while Margaret was the youngest daughter of a poor count. Duke Zeneth was single and Margaret was divorced, so there was no logical reason for them to become engaged.
As the Queen looked at Elena with a questioning expression, the woman smiled. “They fell in love.”
Love? Duke Zeneth and Margaret? Iris found it hard to believe, but maybe it was true. They seemed both perfect and completely mismatched for each other. She slowly blinked, trying to process the information. Well, she had always been slow to understand these kinds of things. If they were truly in love, then she should probably send them a gift.
“Then… should I send them a gift?” she asked tentatively.
“If you allow it, how about we open an engagement party here at Restona as a gift?” Elena suggested, keeping a close eye on the Queen’s mood.
The Queen still looked tired and unwell, barely eating anything besides the fruits that she picked herself and brought to her room. When asked what she was doing in her room, she would simply say that she was eating or sleeping, but she still looked exhausted.
Could it be morning sickness? It had been a while since the King and Queen had shared a bed, but recently the Queen had stopped avoiding the King and had even been heard mo*ning in his arms. They had been quite open about their affection for each other on the way to the cottage, and the King had been visiting the Queen’s bedroom regularly even before that. It was possible that she had become pregnant during one of their encounters…
Oh, Ruthna! Your follower praise you with all her might!
“Your Majesty, were you planning on only having fruit for dinner again today?” Elena asked with a concerned look on her face.
Iris nodded, her attention focused on repaying her debt to the spirits. She had barely any time to sleep, let alone eat, so she had been snacking on fruit here and there whenever she had a chance. It was a far cry from her usual meat-heavy diet, but as someone who didn’t particularly care for vegetables, fruit was a decent substitute. At least it was sweet. She had the taste buds of a child.
“I heard that the fruit you’ve been eating has been sweet or sour…” Elena asked carefully, almost as if she were trying to tempt Iris.
“Isn’t most fruit sweet or sour?” Iris replied, nodding. It was true – the early summer in En Letaire was the season for berries, and there were many different kinds to choose from. The fruit she had been eating was mostly berries.
Elena inwardly screamed with joy. No, no. She had to stay calm and collected. If the Queen was indeed pregnant, then she should be sitting down and taking care of herself. The early stages of pregnancy were the most dangerous!
“Ah, please sit down. Sit down first…” Elena quickly waved, signaling to the confused maids to bring over a chair. Iris, also confused, complied and sat down as Elena pushed her gently into the seat.
“You have to take care of your body, Your Majesty. Understand?” Elena insisted, her concern for the Queen’s health clear in her voice.
Iris nodded, still not understanding why Elena was stressing the importance of her health.
As Elena continued to nag Iris, telling her to take care of herself and stay warm, Iris couldn’t help but think that this was a particularly intense round of nagging. Despite Elena’s constant reminders, Iris found herself forgetting them quickly.
Elena was weighing the pros and cons of contacting the King and the doctor, trying to decide the best course of action. The blessing of Ilairelasa, which was meant for all souls, had not yet been given to the King and Queen, so there was no guarantee that it was a child between them. This was a major concern within palace society, and Elena knew that if they called a doctor and the news got out, it could have serious consequences.
But she knew that the King was the only one who had been with Iris; he even had to overcome the many obstacles to get close to the Queen. Elena decided to speak with the King about the situation.
“Ruthna! I praise you again and again,” Elena said, expressing her gratitude for the blessings that had been given to her.
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