Inheriting a Lost Bloodline, My First Task is to have heirs?!
Chapter 223 - 223 - Making things official

The morning after my last day of work, Lark, me and my two shadow aides quickly rode my hired carriage to leave Sklavryet. I made sure to do this just before the crack of dawn so that there are barely any people who would see me leave. As we left the borders, I secretly applied stealth, silence and hasten spells on the carriage. We used the same path I used when I came here more than two months ago. We passed through the same small prairies I harvested alchemy materials from on my way Sklavryet and this time, I made sure to do the same on my way back to Hoffen because again, you can't have so much money when you have a growing family.

For this trip, even if I made several stops to squeeze out the prairies for anything valuable, I made sure that it will only take less than a day to reach the southern borders of Arista. Since my carriage driver was way younger and the carriage is powered by magic instead of a sickly animal, I believe that it should not pose any problems if we travel at our quickest. And that, we did as we managed to reach Arista within 20 hours. It was definitely way less time than I expected it to be.

As I entered the gates of Arista, it was still in the wee hours of the morning. I knocked at that familiar door and hired the same carriage driver as the one I had before. The only thing that's different is that he has to bring me to Hoffen for this trip. The old man looked livelier and healthier. His ox does not look sickly and I saw that he was able to buy a few more healthy looking oxen as well. The carriage we are going to use looks new too. My payment for the last trip I hired him should have improved his and his family's quality of life and has injected more capital to maintain his business. After seeing all the changes to the old man's life, somehow it made me feel that I did something right that time.

After the carriage and the time of departure has been settled, me and my companions had a quick meal and then we continued our way within an hour from the time we arrived in Arista. Once the carriage was out of the territory, I teleported with Lark to my personal suite at the Moonlight Inn in Hoffen to have a bit of rest. I wanted to take a nap on a ed at least.

Lark was surprised as I suddenly grabbed him and teleported away. He ended up screaming while grasping my clothes and keeping his eyes tightly shut. When he opened his eyes, he was surprised since he was in a different place. He couldn't hide his appreciation of how I designed my personal space and was looking around with those sparkly eyes of his. He looked around for a bit and asked, "Where are we?" I smiled and answered, "My suite at the Moonlight Inn. I'll give you your own place here as well." His eyes widened but he still nodded absentmindedly with a noticeable blush on his cheeks.

It was still in the wee hours of the morning, seeing that it is still dark outside so I decided to sleep in a bit while hugging the blushing Lark. My goal is to wait for the government offices to open first so I can complete some documents that are needed to make Lark an official member of my family. I kept this a secret from him and I never mentioned it as well to avoid him having any inkling as to what will happen next. He must be tired too as when we laid on the bed and cuddled, we both fell asleep quite quickly.

I woke up a few hours after and when I looked outside the window, the sun was already quite high up in the sky. I looked at the man next to me still clinging to me cutely. I kissed him on the forehead to wake him up. His eyebrows furrowed and he half-opened his eyes. I whispered to him, "Hey Lark, would you like to be my official husband?" He looked at me blankly before his face gradually turned red and his eyes blinked a few times in quick succession. He then answered with a husky, just-woke-up voice, "Do you have to attack me like this the first time I woke up? Can't you at least start with a "Good morning" at least?"

I hugged him tighter and then laughed. I looked at him with an evil glint and said, "I guess I haven't convinced you enough to just answer "Yes", huh?" I immediately pounced on the guy for an early morning quick session as he tried to escape the bed. After almost an hour of wrestling on the sheets, I asked him again while still stroking and playing with his rod slowly, "Same question..." He looked at me with a flushed and aroused face, "I wouldn't have risk everything to follow you if I don't want to be your husband." I smiled victoriously and said, "That's great to know."

I finally let Lark go after eating him up for almost an hour. He was still catching his breath and I carried him to the bathroom so we can bathe. During our "wholesome" bath time, I asked him, "I never asked about your family and such but I have to ask one thing. What surname do you want your branch of the family to use?" He smiled at me but I saw pain in his eyes. He answered, "I will use my father's family name. My mother was the one who allowed me to be sold as a slave and that says a lot if she ever treated me as family." I continued bathing him and kept my silence, just listening to rhe first story he ever told me about his past.

After a few minutes of silence, I thought he would change the topic but he continued by saying, "My father was just one of the many lovers that my mother kept outside her house but my father loved her dearly and gave her anything she wanted of him as per what my grandparents on my father's side said. My mother came from a rich merchant family and she simply wanted an heir, a daughter to be exact, to continue the bloodline and take over the business. She kept touching men and keeping them as long as they still are at the age that they can give birth, hoping that one of them will end up pregnant with a daughter. My father died giving birth to me but since I am not the daughter she wanted, my grandparents hid me and said that I died too to protect me. I only found out that the said woman was my mother when I was about to be sold. My gandparents have died so without protection, I was found by her lackeys. She signed the papers to sell me to slavery without any remorse to hide my existence. I guess I was still lucky since I heard that many of my brothers did not even reach a week old and they were disposed of." Lark simply looked forward with a cold face as if the story he was telling was not about his own life.

I hugged him from behind and kissed him on the cheek. I whispered, "You're no longer a slave nor alone without a family. We'll eventually have a family of our own and we would love our children, both sons and daughters. What family name do you want then?" He answered with conviction, "My grandparents' and father's family name, Cantrell." I smiled at him and nodded my head to show that I am willing to name his household as that.

I asked a bit about his mother's family and what they do. He readily gave information which I immediately sent over to Noir secretly. I have to get more information so I can hit them where it hurts the most. Revenge has to be thorough and swift anyways. She wants a daughter so I think I might just stop her from having one in this lifetime. Who told her to kill her children just because they were sons?

Once we were done with the bath and was clothed appropriately, we teleported right to the family registry office. When we appeared, there was no one at the reception desk and we had to knock several times. A middle aged man came out with an amiable smile and when he looked at me, he welcomed me cheerfully. He then simply said, "Thank you for doing the right thing for your men. Is he your new husband?" Oh my. He remembers me. I simply nodded and smiled. I don't know what to feel about this.

Since I already got the papers prepared beforehand and only had to fill out the part about the new husband and his preferred household name, the paperwork was completed very quickly. I already had a ton of copies of these family and husband registration documents in my storage with only the details of the husband blank. I thank the gods for the magic that acts like a photocopying machine!

The last part to make everything official was Lark giving his wooden plank to me which signifies subservience to one's wife. Instead of keeping it with me (in my storage), I just put a drop of blood on it and a drop of blood from Lark that I collected on our first night. Why keep the plank when it can get lost? Let's just make this connection permanent!

We immediately teleported back to the Moonlight Inn. It is time to introduce Lark to everyone and assign him his own room and tasks. Kayden has to accept the fact that another drama queen has been added to the family. I can't delay going back to the academe anymore so this has to be done the soonest

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Academe of Gnosis, one of the classrooms

While in class, a certain jar of vinegar suddenly felt shivers down his spine as his face visible paled. His four attendants look at his sudden change and asked him what's wrong. He looked at them fiercely, "Would you believe me if I said that I felt like someone betrayed me or stole from me?" The four attendants rolled their eyes as they said, "You just lack sleep and you are usually paranoid so what's new?" They left the classroom, leaving the jar of vinegar feeling ignored and angered.