Dorian opened his eyes. The sun from the window spot reflected into his gaze, forcing him to squint.

As his vision cleared, he noticed Ishtar standing at the side of the room, wearing his t-shirt and slowly opening the curtains.

He slowly sat upright and glanced down to see he was naked.

When he looked back at her, Ishtar had already turned her full body to face him.

Though she was wearing his t-shirt, she had nothing on underneath.

Her long legs and the slight hint of her butt were proof enough of this.

"Good morning, husband. You slept like a baby."

"G-good morning…" Dorian responded, still trying to wrap his head around what had happened the night before.

He was certain they had sex for a long time and she kept requesting to keep going, until eventually, he passed out from exhaustion, only moments after Ishtar did the same.

A sigh left his mouth. 'This wife of mine might be an even bigger sexual threat than Seraphina.'

Before he knew it, Ishtar had one knee on the bed, using her hands for support.

This gave her the chance to lean forward and kiss Dorian on the lips.

After kissing him, she wore a seductive smile on her face as she uttered,

"You don't have long before Maria comes to get you for the trip. Remember, you have to be at the royal capital to see the king. Did you forget?"

Dorian blinked. "What?"

"Is something wrong? You look distraught," Ishtar asked with concern, her hand on his cheek while searching his eyes.

"What do you mean, trip to the kingdom? Isn't that supposed to happen in two days?"

"Yes. That's today."

Dorian paused, then chuckled nervously. "Are you trying to tell me we had sex for two days?"

"If you say it like that, it's honestly going to turn me on, and I might start begging for a third." Ishtar leaned back, sat at the edge of the bed, and crossed her legs.

Meanwhile, Dorian just sat there, his face etched with confusion. The dumb look remained as he tilted his head to the side, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He was still trying to make sense of what Ishtar had just said.

There was no way he would have had sex for two whole days without the others trying to stop it, especially since there was so much to be done.

Then it hit him, a flash of insight slapping him back to his senses.

"I see you've already figured it out." Ishtar smiled even more.

"After the first day, you went to use the bathroom. I had a talk and they agreed to let me have you for the next two days in exchange for something."

She looked forward. "All I had to do was create a domain around this room to pause time while I had you all to myself. It wasn't that hard, really."

Dorian sighed out loud. "That sounds about like something you would do." He then spoke right after, "What on earth could you have offered Maria that would make her agree with this, anyway?"

"I'll be in charge of everything while you all are at the capital. I intended to follow you before, but since I am certain I'd still feel your hard dick in my guts by the time you come back, I am quite happy with this decision."

Then she leaned forward. "Besides, this will be a good way for me to prove I can be quite useful to you, so there is no reason for you to hold back in any way."

"You say that like I-"

"No." Ishtar halted his words with her finger. "You can be insensitive sometimes, so don't say anything. Instead, please just go get ready before Maria gets here."

'Insensitive? Me? Sigh.' "Alright, fine. No use arguing about that."

Dorian stood up from the bed, completely naked, and headed towards the bathroom to wash his body and change his clothes for the trip.

The moment he was gone, Ishtar leaped onto the bed, right where Dorian had laid, and grabbed a huge chunk of the bedsheet, then began sniffing it.

Her legs danced excitedly in the air as she rolled around, wrapping the blanket over her entire body.

Her giggles were so loud that there was a chance Dorian could hear them all the way from the bathroom.

"Ahh, honestly, I don't even know what is wrong with me, and I don't care either way. Hehehe, I feel so happy right now."

Ishtar remained still, staring at the blanket, then she squealed again, shaking her legs and body even more aggressively before she eventually fell to the ground.

Even then, she still laughed as loud as she could.

…

A few moments passed after that, and Dorian had stepped out of the bathroom, now dressing in front of the mirror before him.

At the side of the room, her back resting on the wall and arms folded, was Maria. Her blade was strapped to the side of her waist, despite her being dressed in a red dress.

On the bed, Ishtar was seated, still wearing Dorian's shirt and sipping a cup of coffee.

The room was so silent that even if a pin were to drop, it would definitely echo through the entire place.

Dorian, on the other hand, didn't seem to pay mind to any of it. As for him, he was worried about the trip to the royal city, if anything.

And his reasons were valid. After speaking to the royal messenger, he made sure to leave a great first impression, one that screamed he wasn't to be bossed around and could not be intimidated.

Of course, he already expected that there was a probability the king would find him to be a threat, which could be a good or bad thing depending on how he handled the situation.

At the same time, if he were to somehow make the king understand the good behind having someone as powerful as him in their ranks, then he could proceed to his next plan.

The road to retirement doesn't seem too far now.

'Heheh, heheh!' he chuckled mischievously in his mind.

Then suddenly, he felt Maria's hand on his shoulder.

As he turned to look at her, Maria took hold of his hand and slowly began to secure a black leather glove for him.

"My lord, there are two things I'd like you to promise me as we head to the royal capital. It's for your safety alone, so I'd appreciate it if you don't overlook them."

"No reason for me to refuse if it's for my safety. Sure, let me hear them."

"Don't take advantage of anyone in power there."

"I refuse."

Maria glared. "You just said you'd do it."

"Yeah, before I knew it was this. Don't you understand? Going to the royal capital is a once-in-a-lifetime thing. We can't ever miss this chance. Imagine if we had the king in the palm of our hands; no other noble would dare mess with us."

Maria hesitated. "I know. Still, the nobles there are not so accepting. You would be in danger if even a single one hates you."

"Are they stronger than my Lord-rank wives?"

Maria sighed. "You really are stubborn, my lord."

"I told you he would refuse it," Ishtar sipped her tea.

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[A\N]

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