"Ah… looks like someone just had some fun with his wife…"
Ulrich stared at me sharply, seeing me still carrying Leysha, who was still weak from exhaustion after the ritual.
Leysha remained silent, embarrassed.
She begging me to put her down, but I knew her knees were still weak.
"Baron Atreus…I-I think you can put me down and—"
"No worries, Leysha. I can carry you as long as you want. Have a rest, dear. Take your time."
Leysha fell silent, embarrassed, then lowered her face, resting her head on my chest.
Beside Ulrich, I saw Ela staring at me with feelings filled with envy and irritation.
"Tch… stupid woman… how could you throw away your life and everything for a failure like Atreus…!" Ela said hatefully, mocking Leysha.
"Leysha did it willingly. Our love is pure from the heart. By the way… you saw us making love, didn't you?"
My last question left Ela speechless, annoyed.
She seemed to want to express her anger, but her heart was still pounding.
