Chapter 189: Airael: Go Take a Shower Immediately

Chapter 189: Airael: Go Take a Shower Immediately

Of course, most of the time, her gaze was fixed on Arthur.

Like right now, her eyes were glued to him.

At this moment, Arthur was surrounded by a group of youthful maidens, with some charming women lingering not far away.

Cain followed Airael’s line of sight to Arthur and asked, “Aren’t you afraid he’ll be captivated by someone? Those ladies are quite enchanting.”

“If they truly had that ability, I wouldn’t mind,” Airael replied coldly.

“You really don’t care?” Cain expressed his disbelief.

“Not at all,” Airael answered, her tone as flat as her expression, but for some reason, Cain sensed a hint of danger lurking beneath the surface.

Thus, he wisely shut his mouth and refrained from speaking, especially about anything related to Arthur.

“Why did you come over here? Aren’t those maidens and women to your taste? They are quite alluring!” Airael hadn’t forgotten that Cain was also swarmed with admirers when he entered.

“How many of them do you think are genuine?” Cain retorted in response to Airael’s question.

Airael chuckled and shook her head, opting for silence.

These women were indeed pitiful.

Although their backgrounds spared them the worry of food and housing, their families didn’t raise them for free.

At times, they had to contribute to their families.

As for how they contribute, that depended on their personal skills.

Those with talent might “wander among flowers, untouched by leaves,” while those less skilled could find someone reliable to lean on; as for the ones without the means, they truly had no way out.

In short, families wouldn’t just feed these women for nothing.

“If you meet someone you genuinely like, hold onto them tightly!” Airael declared, then shifted her gaze away from Cain.

At her words, Cain found himself momentarily lost in thought.

Airael’s gaze returned to Arthur.

She realized tonight’s banquet was incredibly dull.

Most attendees were women discussing topics she had little interest in.

Beauty tips, skincare, none of that was something she needed to fuss over.

Sometimes, being naturally beautiful can feel frustrating.

It made her feel out of place.

As for where the men here had gone? They were naturally off to fight.

This realization further diminished Airael’s motivation.

She decided she would just muddle through the night.

The dull banquet dragged on until late into the night before finally ending.

Walking back, Airael caught a whiff of the mixed scents of alcohol and various perfumes wafting off Arthur and wrinkled her brow repeatedly.

“Go take a shower first when we get back!” she finally snapped, unable to hold back any longer.

Although washing was a simple magical task for her, Airael thought it better for Arthur to handle it himself with water.

“Sure! I’ll wash up as soon as we get back,” Arthur replied, looking a bit tipsy but still coherent.

In his mind, Airael’s concern about his odor meant she cared about him, even just a little.

This phenomenon is often called jealousy!

As for the mildly pleased Arthur, Airael chose not to acknowledge him any further.

She unconsciously quickened her pace.

No choice; the smell coming from the guy next to her was just too unbearable.

Behind her, Arthur hurried to catch up.

This prompted Airael to walk even faster.

Arthur kept up, persistently following Airael.

Though Airael wanted to put some distance between them, she found herself powerless against Arthur’s determination.

Her mood soured in an instant, the feelings in her heart making her uneasy.

……

Upon returning to their quarters, Arthur, without needing Airael to say anything, bolted straight to the bathroom to shower.

Airael walked over to the window, opened it to feel the evening breeze while gazing out at the scenery.

After a while, Airael let out a soft sigh.

She was beginning to lose clarity about her own feelings.

However, she didn’t have much time to ponder them.

The continent was already descending into chaos.

The Dark Elves had joined the fray, and who knew how many other races might jump into the fray as well.

Even if the Elven Race distanced themselves from the continent, living overseas, they would likely still be swept into it all.

Shaking her head, Airael pushed aside the jumbled thoughts.

She couldn’t dwell on them any longer.

For certain matters, she needed to make some decisions.

When Arthur finished showering and emerged, Airael was already lying on the bed.

“All cleaned up?” she asked as she glanced at him.

“Yep, I should smell better now,” Arthur replied as he leaned closer to Airael.

Airael caught a whiff of him and, indeed, there were no more unpleasant odors.

So, she didn’t push him away or resist his approach.

It was easy to imagine what would naturally happen next.

Arthur, having held back for several days, wasn’t satisfied with just an afternoon’s indulgence.

The following morning, the two enjoyed an indulgent sleep-in.

By the time they woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

Luckily, they didn’t have any plans for the day.

The army didn’t need to march today either.

After the continuous fast-paced travels, the soldiers were utterly exhausted, so Arthur decided to let them rest for two days while awaiting resupply.

Recent provisions had been depleted significantly.

Especially meat, which far exceeded their initial plans.

When Airael awoke, she felt achy all over and had no desire to move at all.

She couldn’t help but regret having indulged herself and Arthur too much yesterday.

Pregnancy could be a gradual process; there’s really no need to rush.

But it was too late to regret now; she hadn’t thought that way at the time.

Arthur, awakening as well, looked at Airael with a broad smile.

He felt fulfilled from yesterday, and Airael had been very accommodating.

This eased many of his worries.

Maybe he was just overthinking things.

He comforted himself with this thought.

Seeing Arthur so happy, Airael rolled her eyes and said, “Go get some food for us, I’m hungry!”

With that, she turned her back to Arthur, lying on the bed without moving.

“Understood!” Arthur replied without asking further, quickly dressing and heading outside to fetch breakfast.

Once Arthur left, Airael sat up a bit, leaning against the bed’s back.

Her hand moved beneath the covers, gently caressing her small belly.

She was truly ready to go all out to birth an heir for herself.