Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? - Chapter 205

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Special Side Story Episode 2
“Would you like something other than blueberry?”
“…Over there, bread.”
Still, the savory aroma stirred my appetite considerably.
“Cheese cream as well….”
“Your wish is my command, Your Majesty.”
He executed the absurd roleplay with practiced ease, feeding me with meticulous care like a mother bird. After the meal, he massaged my shoulders down to my waist with thorough attention.
His hands moved with such practiced familiarity in loosening my muscles that Deborah’s eyes narrowed.
“Where did you learn to do this? Don’t servants usually handle this sort of thing?”
“I dislike others touching my body, so I’ve always used magic to work out the tension myself. I know the muscular structure completely.”
Ah yes, he was fastidious about such things. I’d forgotten that detail, given how clingy he’d been last night.
“I see… Ah, that’s good… Mmm…! Just a bit gentler.”
“….”
“Wait! Your hands feel a bit suspicious….”
“I’ll be gentle. Very gentle.”
With a fox-like smile in his eyes, he caressed my body with feather-light touches.
‘Ugh, this is frustrating and infuriating.’
In the end, Deborah had no choice but to fall for his transparent schemes.
Spending the entire day rolling around in the bedroom with Isidore, exchanging playful banter, I awoke the next morning in a place I’d never seen before.
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‘What… what is this?’
The sound of waves crashing echoed from somewhere. As the sea breeze, carrying its distinctive salty moisture, brushed against my cheek, my foggy mind began to clear.
‘Oh, that’s right.’
I remembered where this place was and why I was suddenly lying in an unfamiliar room.
“I originally planned to head south this morning… but I can’t seem to get out of bed, though there’s nothing keeping me here.”
“South?”
“Yes. I’ve had a villa beautifully prepared for you on the coast of my territory. I wanted to show it to you.”
“The sea… I’ve missed it so much.”
I murmured sincerely.
When I was Naila, I only wandered through desertified regions, and when I was Yoon Do-hee, I rarely traveled at all—I’d vaguely thought that if I ever had leisure time, I should visit the seaside. The sea had always been a place I longed to see.
“You’re sleeping. You’ll be able to see it soon.”
Before I could properly process what he meant, his lips met mine. And when I came to my senses, we were in this situation.
‘…He’s quite something.’
Whether it was my own dullness for not waking even once during the long-distance teleportation, or whether it was the yellow-haired beast’s remarkable ability to make even someone as energetic as me sleep like the dead….
‘His sleeping face looks just like an angel.’
How could day and night be so different?
I carefully touched Isidore’s golden hair scattered across the pillow before sitting up.
“You’re awake already?”
Sensing my movement, Isidore asked in a drowsy voice. It seemed he hadn’t gotten proper sleep while moving us to this place while I was unconscious.
Even with his face still heavy with sleep and his hair completely disheveled, his inherent radiance remained wondrous to behold.
“Where are you going?”
“To enjoy the view outside. You look drowsy—get more rest.”
“I don’t want to. Let’s watch together….”
Whether from drowsiness or something else, his tone carried a whining quality. The word “whining” hardly suited his deep voice, yet the way he pressed down his tousled hair and stifled yawns somehow evoked that endearing image.
‘This side of Duke Visconti—the one described as flawless—is something only I will ever know.’
Observing this small but profoundly human facet of Isidore, I felt an unexpected satisfaction, and at the same time, the reality of having truly married him struck me.
Becoming husband and wife, sharing even the most trivial moments of daily life, brought a refreshing novelty and joy I hadn’t anticipated.
“Your hair’s sticking up, but you’re still handsome—stop touching it and come watch with me, darling.”
I’d spoken playfully, but his drowsiness vanished instantly, and an awkward silence fell between us.
With his ears flushed crimson, he hesitantly reached up to touch his hair and finally parted his lips.
“Yes, darling.”
He pronounced the word “darling” with deliberate emphasis, then wrapped his arms around me from behind. Like a puppy, he rested his chin on my shoulder, then rubbed his forehead against mine repeatedly.
“Beautiful.”
The sunrise was beginning, and the sky and vast sea gradually transformed into deep shades of orange.
The seascape delighted my eyes, a cool breeze drifted in beyond the balcony, and the cheerful sound of crashing waves filled me with boundless happiness.
“The Southern Region already feels wonderful to me. I’ve always yearned for the sea.”
“The White Sand Beach in front of the Strait is even more beautiful. The weather’s clear today, so I’ll show you after breakfast.”
True to his word, the strait cradled an emerald sea like a precious gem, and endless transparent waves continuously rolled onto the pristine white sand.
I was instantly captivated by the sea, which matched the exact color of Isidore’s eyes, so I lifted my skirts and waded directly into the water.
As I watched small fish dart between my legs, Isidore casually appeared in the distance carrying a boat—not a fruit, but an actual vessel.
He plunged into the water without hesitation alongside the boat. True to his Southern origins, he moved through the water like a fish in its element.
The way he swam with fluid, powerful movements was so magnificent it seemed a shame to witness it alone, yet seeing how his shirt clung to the contours of his body made me think it shouldn’t be shown to just anyone….
“Whoa!”
In that moment, Isidore scooped me up in his arms as I stood there dazed and strode toward the deeper water.
As he took long strides until the water reached my chest, I instinctively clung to him tightly.
“…You’re adorable.”
“What?”
“Maddeningly adorable.”
“Wait! You just called me adorable—why are you suddenly trying to put me down?”
As I tried to cling to him again like a suction cup, Isidore’s dimples deepened as he laughed mischievously.
“You’re like a baby koala. There, there—were you scared?”
“Oh, come on!”
He was clearly enjoying how I dangled helplessly and was deliberately being playful about it.
“You think I can’t do this?”
Half out of stubbornness, I tried to lower myself from his embrace, but my feet didn’t touch the ground, and I flailed desperately.
“You shouldn’t tense your body like that in the water. It actually makes it harder to stay afloat.”
“…I’m really relaxing? Don’t let go of me.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll get used to it as you practice.”
He kindly explained breathing techniques and how to stay afloat in the water. Fortunately, my natural athleticism was good, so I quickly became comfortable in the water.
“Would you like to go where there are lots of tropical fish?”
“Yes!”
I splashed about in the water for a while, letting him guide me, until I grew a bit tired and climbed onto a nearby boat.
Inside the small boat lay a large basket of fruit that Isidore had prepared.
In the middle of the emerald sea, eating tropical fruit my husband cut for me, and sunbathing on soft sand, I found myself thinking.
‘…This is killing me.’
There’s nothing quite like the leisure of the gods.
I’d repeatedly sworn to become a wealthy idler with nothing to do but play, but the life I’d been dreaming of was simply that of an idler with plenty of time.
‘A wealthy’ idler, as it turned out, meant lounging in a villa that rivaled a five-star resort without worrying about checkout times, then leisurely playing on a private beach without anyone to disturb me—and Isidore was personally teaching me exactly what that meant.
‘And the food is delicious too.’
Being on the coast, the seafood was far more varied and fresher than what I’d eaten in the Capital. Barbecue grilled while gazing out at the night sea was equally exquisite.
After two weeks—long if you measured it one way, short if you measured it another—spent playing freely while shut away from the world, I’d come to realize one thing.
Playing with the Empire’s most handsome husband didn’t bore me nearly as quickly as I’d expected….
‘It’s thrilling.’
Perhaps this vacation felt all the sweeter because the duties of high nobility awaited us.
“Should we live like this forever?”
As the honeymoon drew to a close, Isidore murmured suddenly. It was less a question seeking my opinion and more a thought spoken aloud. It lacked any sense of reality, and he seemed to think of it as mere fancy himself.
“Just now, I was honestly tempted.”
“There are ways to establish a cadet branch and step back… but if I were to abandon my activities in the Central Government, the power I’d have to pass on to our children would weaken, and that’s what troubles me.”
“…You’ve really thought about this quite concretely and seriously.”
It sounded like he was lamenting how the vacation was ending, so I let out a small laugh.
“Do you know what I enjoyed most about coming on this trip, just the two of us?”
“What?”
“Seeing you smile so much.”
“….”
I’d smiled foolishly at the smallest things. For one, there was no need to maintain dignity in front of Isidore, and the thrill of the destination played its part too.
“Every time you smiled so beautifully, it was hard to hold back—other than that, it was truly wonderful.”
In that instant, a sentence I couldn’t overlook caught my ear, and I narrowed my eyes.
“Hold back? When exactly?”
My weak willpower, swayed by handsome men every time, was certainly the biggest problem, but in any case, Isidore had shown no patience whatsoever since the wedding.
“This morning, I was good and only gave you an arm pillow. Don’t you remember?”
“That’s just basic decency!”
“You called me a beast. What conscience would a beast have?”
With his eyes curved like crescents, he nibbled at my neck here and there.
Until now, I’d only cherished unearned gains, but in this moment, I absurdly came to understand the sanctity of labor. Lounging about and playing all day like this left me with too much energy.
‘Let me put off becoming a full-time idler for just a little longer….’
Work makes play more enjoyable. Just as salt tastes better after something sweet.
I quickly shifted my approach, gently running my fingers through the soft blonde hair that scattered upward from his neck.

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