Undercover Infiltration Duchess

f duke, but there was no difference in power.

Of course, Edmond was only the adopted son of the previous Duke of Jaxen, so there was no blood in the Duke’s family.
Still, even more so, the Emperor hoped that he would maintain a good relationship with Edmond and maintain his position as a long-time protective Jaxen.

The imperial family was hit when the relationship broke down, so Edmond’s side had the upper hand in the relationship.
A control freak, he never felt guilty about even the Emperor doing as he pleases.

“…evil.”

“What did you say?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

Ezet followed Edmond into the northern outer castle.
They are the only ones staying here for the week of the banquet, but dozens of servants are on the watch.

Because Ezet was not used to living with several maids, and Edmond did not want to be disturbed by his time with her, he asked servants to stay out of sight and ordered them not to come first unless there was an important agenda.

“You’re too opinionated.
If we don’t let them serve, they’ll be scolded later by their superiors for not doing their job properly…”

“Then is it okay for you to have your time interrupted by others?”

“That’s not what I meant…”

“It’s nice to have a big bedroom.”

The Duchess’ bedroom was large, but the outer bedroom in the north was also large enough to be a place for the Royal Family.
Luxurious rugs and furniture, if not noticeably splendid, were placed on the high ceiling, with beautiful murals recording the history of the empire.

Clearing the tapestry on the wall reveals a wall with animal shapes, with a black lion on Edmond’s bedroom wall and a white horse on Izzet’s bedroom wall.

“Is it a unicorn, not a horse…? Is has a horn?”

“Yes, he likes virgin.
Fortunately, you’re not a virgin, and he’s not going to take you over.”

“Oh, my God! That’s all you have to say!”

Edmond grinned and hugged her even tighter as she pushed him out on his chest.

Edmond’s and Ezet’s bedrooms were separated, but they had a bathroom in between, allowing them to move to the next door.

“First of all, we can do it once in your room, once in the bathroom, once in my room at night, and sleep together.”

“Are you crazy? This is the palace!”

“What does location matter when a husband is with his wife?”

“Of course it matters…”

Edmond’s lips shut her mouth, so words could not continue.
Edmond, who approached the bed, peremptorily sucking her lips and pushing her body back little by little, removed the light purple canopy and tucked Ezet into bed.