episode_0108

Etienne, who laid out her thoughts in front of her daughter. Contrary to her thoughts, Eleonore was not a naive young lady who knew nothing about relationships between men and women.

Since the incident of her daughter’s menstruation last spring, Etienne’s gaze towards her daughter was unusual. Of course, it was not an incident that could be easily overlooked…

In fact, Eleonore was a woman who knew everything.

Although it suddenly entered a woman’s body, Eleonore had lived for 21 years as a man.

Of course, there was no experience with women in her past life.

Living as a man was not like that.

Publicly, she had read the sex education section in preparation for the physical education exam, heard vivid experiences from school seniors or friends, and even hidden personal files in a folder named after a bird on her computer desktop in her studio apartment.

So, she already knew what monthly menstruation meant, as well as somewhat professional terms like ovulation and fertility. She even knew how babies were conceived.

No, Eleonore had already experienced the pleasures unique to women.

Since the incident in the bathroom, Eleonore had decided to accept her body under the influence of hormones.

Occasionally, when inner desires, more precisely desires below the waist, boiled up, she would bite the soft blanket and moisten her palm with saliva before gently touching the thick hill between her legs.

However, her experiences and knowledge were learned from books, videos, and common men, nothing more.

She had never shared experiences with women, nor had she ever thought about such things from a woman’s perspective.

So now.

Listening to vivid information from a woman’s mouth, even her mother’s, Eleonore was at a loss, only spinning her eyes around.

Should she have a certain gap before and after wandering to have a child, by having a relationship with a man?

When accepting a man, which way should she accept it?

How does a woman’s body react at that moment?

And how should she tidy up her disheveled body after everything is over?

After completing the practical and somewhat hot mother’s education, Eleonore had become a modest young lady without any traces.

And with the transformed appearance of her lover, Dimitri, who didn’t know English, seemed somewhat unfamiliar today.

“Um, um. Eli.”

“Uh, yes, Dimitri.”

Startled by Dimitri’s quiet voice, Eleonore’s body flinched. The sound that flowed through her moans was more intense than usual. Shyness was evident in her eyes.

Somehow, Eleonore had returned to her appearance when they first met.

“What’s wrong?”

“Uh… nothing.”

Really…

Am I really becoming this man’s woman?

And suddenly, scenes popped into her head.

Overlapping with him.

Accepting his inside her.

And then, embracing the two’s decision inside her, wrapping her swollen belly and picturing herself snuggling in his arms.

When her thoughts reached that point.

“Eli! Wait! You can’t run like that!”

Kindly pushing away Dimitri’s hand that she was holding tightly, Eleonore chose to escape.

“D-Don’t follow me!”

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A beautiful garden filled with crimson sunset.

The sky-blue dress fluttering in the warm summer breeze.

The neat platinum hair reflecting the full sunset light.

The woman, with a face as red as the sunset, was running out of the garden.

Her appearance seemed like a scene from a famous painter’s carefully painted beautiful oil painting.

The servants of the mansion who were politely escorting the lady and the duke on a walk… no, a date, watched in astonishment as Eleonore ran out, and Dimitri, who had lost his beloved lover, also watched the picturesque scene in a daze.

Thanks to them, Eleonore was able to easily escape from the situation.

Running and running for a long time, Eleanor finally stopped in the backyard of the mansion after escaping the garden. She confirmed that there was no one around and then stood still.

Breathless from the run, her breath reached the tip of her chin, and tears were gently forming in the corners of her eyes. Her platinum hair was a mess, and mud was smeared on the hem of her dress.

Eleanor was only taking in the sweet evening air before composing herself to tend to the demands of her frail body that constantly craved oxygen.

As her rough breathing gradually slowed down, she approached a bench under a tall plane tree in sight and sat down heavily.

Her breathing calmed down, but her heart still raced. Eleanor gently placed her hand over her pounding chest.

Was this restless heart due to the recent sprint or the daydream from earlier?

Through her hazy flesh, the faint heartbeat resonated clearly in the ring of the Grand Duke that sweetly bound her.

“Ah… Eleanor, why are you like this?”

A shy woman’s voice softly echoed in the quiet backyard of the mansion. And naturally, there was no answer to her question.

Eleanor’s red face slowly fell downward.

Even without hearing, the answer had already come out.

Eleanor gazed at the white hand resting on the bodice of her dress, the Grand Duke’s ring on her finger.

Until now, she had thought lightly of it. In fact, she hadn’t even properly considered her relationship with Dimitri.

She simply thought they were in love with each other. She was just squirming in the sweet satisfaction of being embraced in his warm embrace.

Eleanor didn’t even consider the weight of the ring on her finger.

Thinking back, it was true.

The words about wanting to spend the summer together.

The words about wanting to go to your land in the north.

Eleanor had lightly thrown those words. It was just a tantrum because she didn’t want to be separated from him. She hadn’t thought of anything beyond that.

And now.

The rejection Dimitri had made, the meaning of his words that he wasn’t ready to show her his domain, seemed to finally dawn on her.

“Am I… going to be Dimitri’s… wife?”

Thump.

Stumbling, Eleanor’s murmured words made her chest, which had sunk at the word “wife,” start to sway wildly again.

Even if Eleanor let out something steady between her legs every three weeks. Even if she acted out in the arms of foreigners around her for about half a month.

In fact, Eleanor herself had never realized that she was capable of creating a child.

She simply thought of herself as a woman, as someone destined to be with a man, and thought lightly of what happened to her body.

That’s why she had also thought somewhat easily about her relationship with Dimitri.

The reason she had pouted to Dimitri, saying let’s spend the summer together, was because of that.

She hadn’t even thought about what it meant for a mature noble man and woman to spend the summer together.

And now.

The relationship in Eleanor’s mind had changed.

Of course, she was still the lover of the Grand Duke.

Eleanor Arène de Béarn, she was definitely Dimitri’s woman, and Dimitri was her man.

That proposition hadn’t changed.

She still loved Dimitri.

Just thinking of his face made her chest tighten like this.

But it was clear that their relationship would change in the future.

The cute role of a little bee that just lightly fluttered in his warm embrace, savoring the sweetness, was over today.

As the warm crimson sunset that enveloped her surroundings gradually turned purple, and twilight gently settled in the backyard garden, Eleanor pondered.

Am I really ready to be the Grand Duke’s lady?

Am I ready to fulfill the duties of a woman to Dimitri?

“Miss! Miss Eleanor! Where are you!”

Can I really accept Dimitri?

Whether it became my body or my mind, can I contain all of him within me?

And in that moment, as trembling as the heartbeat in my chest, the intimate place below my waist, belonging only to a woman.

Feeling that precious place between my legs becoming moist, Eleanor thought that at least her body was ready to accept him, and she stood up from the bench.