Taking Care of My Husband in a Tragic Novel

Chapter 51

In line with her sobbing, the speed at which Bleon thrusted his waist gradually increased. Astell sensed the pleasure that was creeping in little by little as his manhood continued to pound over a very sensitive spot within her.

She didn’t know what to do, and for a moment, her head went blank and her mind wandered and she tasted her climax. Finally, Bleon poured a lot of his fluids inside her.

“Ahhh! Aahh! Hu-aaanggh!”

“Agh…”

After an unusually long climax, Astell dropped her head over Bleon’s shoulder and gasped for air.

“Huhk, ha, huu…”

She was barely trying to calm down, but there was still such a strange feeling inside. His length did not soften even after he had climaxed, and it was still firmly filling Astell down there.

‘I can’t do it anymore.’

She was now at her limit. She didn’t know if, after this, she’d have to lie in bed for days on end, and she was sure that she would really faint if he did anything more after this. However, Bleon was moving his waist little by little once again to see if she could still continue.

“Huhht, stop…”

“Wife…”

Bleon called Astell in a pleading voice.

“No. Really, hah, I can’t…”

“Really…?”

“Yes. Take it out…”

When Astell said that she didn’t want it, Bleon slowly slid out from her, and the sensation of the tip of his manhood scratching her inner wall alone sparked a new sensation within her.

“Hnngh…”

Bleon looked at her with a sad look in his eyes, and Astell struggled to avert her own eyes. After Astell asked him to pull out, he carefully took her into the bathtub. It had cooled a little, but as the warm water wrapped around her body, Astell felt drowsy and leaned her head against the bathtub’s side, closing her eyes.

She thought that Bleon would soon follow inside. However, when she couldn’t feel any of Bleon’s movement over the water, she opened her eyes softly. Then, she was welcomed with Bleon’s pleading eyes once more, and she saw that he was still fully erect.

‘Ha…’

Seeing him in this state made Astell sigh, but she also felt that she couldn’t just leave him like that. So, she looked at him and opened her mouth.

“Bleon. Come in.”

“…….”

“Hurry.”

Bleon entered the bathtub and sat down opposite her, perhaps understanding that Astell wanted them to bathe together. Astell watched his movements without taking her eyes off him, and then she reached out to him with both her hands.

“This is the last time. Okay?”

Bleon’s eyes widened with surprise and joy, and as soon as he understood exactly what Astell meant, he poured kisses upon her. And so, in that bathroom, moans of pleasure continued anew. The two did not come out of there for a long time.

* * *
‘This isn’t it.’

This really wasn’t it. If Bleon would have his way with her as much as he wanted, it was clear that my whole body would crumble and disappear. After sleeping with him that day, I couldn’t get out of bed for two full days because of muscle aches all over my body—not just between my legs. But the most grating thing was the fact that Bleon was perfectly fine the next day, as if nothing had happened. No, his face was even glowing.

‘Is it because of the age difference?’

It seemed that age couldn’t lie. I was thirty-three and he was just twenty. The age difference between the two of us was evident in our physical strength. I couldn’t keep up with his stamina, so I had no choice but to restrain him. Today as well, I managed to escape from Bleon’s sudden attempt to pounce at me, using the excuse that I was going to work in the study.

Of course, even if I told him not to do it, it wasn’t like he was forcing me to do it. The problem was that I also loved sleeping with him. So much that I knew I’d get caught up in it if I couldn’t come back to my senses.

And most of all, what compelled me to do it was the fact that I didn’t want to see Bleon with a pitiful expression on his face, as though he was a puppy with droopy ears. I don’t want to see him like that anymore.

‘Still, you have to do it in moderation.’

For the sake of my health and the future, it was right to refrain from doing anything anyway, so I decided to talk to him about this issue today.

‘And I need to be more sure about contraception in the future.’

Still, it was fortunate that Astell did not have to tell Bleon more about the contraceptive issue, perhaps because Astell had brought it up with him from the beginning. Astell terribly hated seeing anyone being a hindrance between Bleon and her, and a child was the same. So the morning after they would do it, Astell usually drank contraceptives every time to completely block the chances of her getting pregnant.

It was important to address the matter of contraceptives right now. If the novel were still to proceed according to the plot, the war was bound to break out sometime next summer. When the war would happen, nobles who had no succession problems had to do their duty as honorable aristocrats by taking the lead in the war.

However, in Bleon’s case in the original story, there was no successor to the Duchy of Einer except for Bleon, so he was not called to the battlefront. So, above all else, I was going to make it so that the same thing would happen. I couldn’t possibly send Bleon to war, even if someone would point fingers at me and call me selfish. Until the war was over, I had no intentions of having children.

War is…

Too many people would be sacrificed. Although the horrors of the long three year war were not portrayed in detail in the novel, one thing was clear nonetheless. In war, people die. It could be someone else, but it could also be someone dear to me.

Of course, if I knew how to prevent the war with the information I knew about the future, then I would do it in a heartbeat. However, I didn’t have that ability at all. The next best thing I could do was at least keep my loved ones close and prevent them from heading towards such danger. This was within the scope of what I could do.

As I was thinking about this, quite a lot of time had passed. It was already time for bed now, so I exited the study and headed towards the bedroom. When I entered the room, Bleon was waiting for me as if he had completed his work quickly.

“Bleon.”

“Wife…”

“What are you doing?”

“I’ve been waiting for my wife.”

“You should rest. Why are you standing there like that?”

“It’s okay.”

Bleon came up to me and locked me in his arms.

“Shall we wash together…?”

And whispered in my ear with a voice that was brimming with desire.

“Yes… Okay.”

As soon as I saw him overshadowing the promise I had made earlier in the study, my resolve collapsed.

* * *
Time passed by quickly. From the hot summer to the cool autumn, and to the frigid winter, the year passed in the blink of an eye. After the warm spring came and went, the hot summer was upon us once again.

In the meantime, thanks to Bleon’s relentless efforts, the Einer Duchy regained its place in the capital. For the most part of the year, I also went out into the social world as the duchess, and through Leila, I made friends with several noblewomen.

Besides that, Bleon had a hidden talent that I didn’t know about even in the novel. His swordsmanship skills flourished day by day to the extent that he now rivaled McCain. McCain was not lying when he said that if he taught him well, Bleon would become a good swordsman.

But…

Summer has come…… It also meant that war was fast approaching.

The Bertan Empire was the only country in the continent that had even the slightest chance against Cavilos Empire, a powerhouse. However, if even it was going to be an empire against another empire, Bertan still fell short of Cavilos, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that the peace of the continent was being maintained by the great power of Cavilos. However, Bertan, along with other small neighboring countries, was going to wage war against the Cavilos Empire. Like any other, Cavilos also received tribute from a small country every year.

Unable to bear the tribute any longer, the other smaller nations agreed to destroy Cavilos and they sided with the Bertan Empire. However, it was not Cavilos who would be helpless by the allied forces. Cavilos immediately decided to conscript tens of thousands of knights, organize them into an army, and send them out.

And tomorrow was the day the knights of Cavilos had decided to go to war. Although Bleon was not conscripted, more than half of the Duchy’s knights, including McCain, were about to leave tomorrow, so I prepared a small banquet as the Duchy’s mistress to pray for their safety and well-being.

The party was already at its peak, and the banquet hall was buzzing with the voices and laughter of the knights. Whether they forgot for a moment that they were leaving for the battlefield tomorrow, or whether they were determined to go to a place where death might wait, the knights’ expressions did not look very bad.

“Let’s show the power of our Cavilos!”

“Yes, of course! And we have Commander McCain Holster!”

“That’s right. Commander! Shall we have a toast?”

Watching the knights unite with McCain as their center, my conscience was pierced and I could no longer watch them.

I told Bleon that I would go in first and got up from my seat. Bleon was about to get up after me, but I asked him to stay and fulfill his role as the Duke for today. At this, Bleon nodded as if he understood me well, and let me go up first. After leaving the banquet hall like that, I did not go up to the bedroom immediately, but headed to the garden to get some fresh air, a feeling of frustration swirling inside me.

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