At that moment, the royal attendant came and whispered in Sidrain’s ear.
“Your Majesty, the Queen wishes to see you, what should I do?”
For a moment, it felt like Sidrain heard an arrow shooting in his ear.
“Bring her in.”
He dismissed his subjects and Iris entered. She wore an ivory-coloured dress. The dress that became one with her fair skin outlined her thin waist.
Her hair was loosely tied and kept to one side which exposed her neck and the top of her breasts. As she didn’t have any accessories on her neck, her skin was on full display making Sidrain even more crazy. He already knew how it would taste when he sucked on her neck.
“Is it… not a good time?” Iris turned to the door.
She knew she had to apologize and that the apology had to be quick. As soon as possible because when an apology comes late, it is disrespectful to the person. An apology at her convenience wasn’t really an apology, was what was on her mind when she came barging in.
Then she realized that her barging in was also at her convenience. They would meet at night, or by tomorrow morning. She could’ve apologized then. Maybe she was a nuisance to him working.
“No, it’s perfect,” Sidrain shook his head.
Iris looked at him for a moment and let out a soft laugh, “That’s good then.”
“What’s wrong, Ris?” Sidrain asked directly.
Iris couldn’t help but think that he was busy. She thought that she needed to say it quickly and leave so she took out the book and opened her mouth.
“I wanted to apologize for misunderstanding,” she said and quickly closed her mouth as she looked up.
Sidrain was looking down at her. He didn’t say anything and didn’t do anything. He just kept looking down at her. But the vein in his neck was prominent and the fingers on his crossed arms tapped lightly. Just by that she knew what state he was in.
He wanted to hug her. Kiss her and touch her. It was so obvious that he was holding those desires in that she stepped back.
“Why?” Sidrain asked. His voice was much lower than usual, which made her doubt become a certainty.
“Wh-what?”
“You stepped back.”
Iris took another step back as he approached her again. Sidrain raised his eyebrows.
“Ris?”
“Because you…”
“Me?”
“W-want to do it.”
Iris was usually direct when it came to this. She said what she thought honestly but, in this moment, she could feel that it was the wrong choice. Her words were like a key unchaining him.
Sidrain uncrossed his arms. As he took a step towards her, Iris, with her eyes wide open like a stalked prey, took two steps back.
“And what is it that I want to do?”
“Sid.”
“Tell me, Ris. Me, what do I want to do?”
Iris went around the round table in the meeting room and got away from Sidrain. Iris shook her head hinting at the round table between them.
“Sid, this is a meeting room.”
“Yes, in my palace.”
“Sid,” Iris shook her head.
At that moment, Sidrain jumped over the round table to Iris’s side. He quickly stood in front of Iris, lifted her up and sat her on the table.
“Kiss me.”
“This is-”
“I know, the meeting room. Kiss me so I can proceed to have a meeting. Then, I think my head will become a bit clearer,” Sidrain mumbled.
Iris looked up at him for a bit and stretched out her hand. She always felt like he was a statue. She was worried that he didn’t even breathe due to his stoic nature. But right now, he looked as uncomfortable as anyone could be and she could tell how much he longed for a kiss.
Iris ran her fingers through Sidrain’s hair and carefully tugged it to lower him towards her. He came down as she pulled. As their lips touched, Iris felt a large hand around her waist. That hand was holding back its desire to pull her in. She knew clearly.
She slowly opened her mouth and the man’s lips followed, giving her tongue permission to slip in. The kiss began slowly and softly and quickly turned passionate.
The kiss was aggressive and storm-like. It was just like Sidrain himself.
***
Elaine and the Magic Tower elders showed up at nine o’clock next morning. Iris had heard the news from Elena in her study.
I’m in the same building as the teacher but I can’t meet him, how sad, she thought.
As Elena talked, her face darkened, “The atmosphere inside is quite serious.”
Elena came into the palace at lunch time and met her husband Clarence before coming. Clarence shook his head and explained what was happening,
“The king and Elaine are fighting like they are sworn enemies. The negotiation is all but over but they can’t end it. Two of them are attacking each other like mad men. The reason is because of the magical mold but no one thinks that. It seems like there’s something emotional about this, but they don’t know.”
“I want to go home, honey,” Clarence held onto Elena and bawled.
Of course, it looked quite like he was overreacting but if Clarence was like this, one could imagine what was going on in there.
“What do you mean…?”
“There’s a conflict about letting magical mold spread.”
Iris couldn’t understand so she looked up from the book she was studying. She was currently memorizing the history of the royal family, and the family trees of the nobles.
At that moment, the royal attendant came and whispered in Sidrain’s ear.
“Your Majesty, the Queen wishes to see you, what should I do?”
For a moment, it felt like Sidrain heard an arrow shooting in his ear.
“Bring her in.”
He dismissed his subjects and Iris entered. She wore an ivory-coloured dress. The dress that became one with her fair skin outlined her thin waist.
Her hair was loosely tied and kept to one side which exposed her neck and the top of her breasts. As she didn’t have any accessories on her neck, her skin was on full display making Sidrain even more crazy. He already knew how it would taste when he sucked on her neck.
“Is it… not a good time?” Iris turned to the door.
She knew she had to apologize and that the apology had to be quick. As soon as possible because when an apology comes late, it is disrespectful to the person. An apology at her convenience wasn’t really an apology, was what was on her mind when she came barging in.
Then she realized that her barging in was also at her convenience. They would meet at night, or by tomorrow morning. She could’ve apologized then. Maybe she was a nuisance to him working.
“No, it’s perfect,” Sidrain shook his head.
Iris looked at him for a moment and let out a soft laugh, “That’s good then.”
“What’s wrong, Ris?” Sidrain asked directly.
Iris couldn’t help but think that he was busy. She thought that she needed to say it quickly and leave so she took out the book and opened her mouth.
“I wanted to apologize for misunderstanding,” she said and quickly closed her mouth as she looked up.
Sidrain was looking down at her. He didn’t say anything and didn’t do anything. He just kept looking down at her. But the vein in his neck was prominent and the fingers on his crossed arms tapped lightly. Just by that she knew what state he was in.
He wanted to hug her. Kiss her and touch her. It was so obvious that he was holding those desires in that she stepped back.
“Why?” Sidrain asked. His voice was much lower than usual, which made her doubt become a certainty.
“Wh-what?”
“You stepped back.”
Iris took another step back as he approached her again. Sidrain raised his eyebrows.
“Ris?”
“Because you…”
“Me?”
“W-want to do it.”
Iris was usually direct when it came to this. She said what she thought honestly but, in this moment, she could feel that it was the wrong choice. Her words were like a key unchaining him.
Sidrain uncrossed his arms. As he took a step towards her, Iris, with her eyes wide open like a stalked prey, took two steps back.
“And what is it that I want to do?”
“Sid.”
“Tell me, Ris. Me, what do I want to do?”
Iris went around the round table in the meeting room and got away from Sidrain. Iris shook her head hinting at the round table between them.
“Sid, this is a meeting room.”
“Yes, in my palace.”
“Sid,” Iris shook her head.
At that moment, Sidrain jumped over the round table to Iris’s side. He quickly stood in front of Iris, lifted her up and sat her on the table.
“Kiss me.”
“This is-”
“I know, the meeting room. Kiss me so I can proceed to have a meeting. Then, I think my head will become a bit clearer,” Sidrain mumbled.
Iris looked up at him for a bit and stretched out her hand. She always felt like he was a statue. She was worried that he didn’t even breathe due to his stoic nature. But right now, he looked as uncomfortable as anyone could be and she could tell how much he longed for a kiss.
Iris ran her fingers through Sidrain’s hair and carefully tugged it to lower him towards her. He came down as she pulled. As their lips touched, Iris felt a large hand around her waist. That hand was holding back its desire to pull her in. She knew clearly.
She slowly opened her mouth and the man’s lips followed, giving her tongue permission to slip in. The kiss began slowly and softly and quickly turned passionate.
The kiss was aggressive and storm-like. It was just like Sidrain himself.
***
Elaine and the Magic Tower elders showed up at nine o’clock next morning. Iris had heard the news from Elena in her study.
I’m in the same building as the teacher but I can’t meet him, how sad, she thought.
As Elena talked, her face darkened, “The atmosphere inside is quite serious.”
Elena came into the palace at lunch time and met her husband Clarence before coming. Clarence shook his head and explained what was happening,
“The king and Elaine are fighting like they are sworn enemies. The negotiation is all but over but they can’t end it. Two of them are attacking each other like mad men. The reason is because of the magical mold but no one thinks that. It seems like there’s something emotional about this, but they don’t know.”
“I want to go home, honey,” Clarence held onto Elena and bawled.
Of course, it looked quite like he was overreacting but if Clarence was like this, one could imagine what was going on in there.
“What do you mean…?”
“There’s a conflict about letting magical mold spread.”
Iris couldn’t understand so she looked up from the book she was studying. She was currently memorizing the history of the royal family, and the family trees of the nobles.
