The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)
Chapter 481: Do men become more romantic after marriage?

Chapter 481: Do men become more romantic after marriage?

Aina came bursting into the garden while we were digesting our breakfast by walking around the garden and watching Jade talk to the other birds and bugs and picking some flowers for me.

"My newlywed bosses!" she came looking all cute and ready for a day out instead of her usual baggy mechanic jumpsuit.

"She’s been in her bestest mood ever since you gave her that liquid elemental mana concentrate," Zarfa told me when I looked at the girl with raised brows.

"Good," Natha said behind the Human Realm’s newspaper he asked the butler earlier. "Happy inventor means there will be a good invention soon."

"Hehe--see me coming up with a flat cell phone next time!" she patted her chest confidently, and I clapped my hands in excitement.

Nice! Very nice! Give me my phone, girl!

With that exciting note, we went away on a trasmigrator’s day out plus Jade, with Natha’s very generous allowance to be spent among us--even though I still had a lot from the last time I was here. But Zarga told me I should let my husband act cool and just take the money.

And so, that was how the four of us had a blast around the reviving kingdom’s Capital--or, as Zarfa said, contributed to the boost of the local economy.

It had only been two months since my last visit, but the change was palpable. The damages to buildings from the last war had almost finished being mended, and the wheel of economy had started to turn again. More stores were opening, and the people’s faces were considerably brighter. The Capital had finally felt like a Capital.

Zarfa said merchants were active again after knowing the kingdom was no longer plagued with corrupted mana. More goods came from outside the kingdom since the situation had become conducive, and the voice of unrest became nothing more than a quiet breeze.

In this new, bright atmosphere, we played to our heart’s content. Went from store to store and had our own runway session with Jade as the model. The boy was happy because he could wear lots of clothes, and we bought anything he liked from the piles.

Naturally, the boy was even happier in the confectionery store. With more sugar being imported, the sweets business was going well, and more candy could be produced. Sure, it still wasn’t as extensive as what the Demon Realm had, but my little boy loved it nonetheless.

I had no idea how, but we managed to keep playing even until the sky turned dark, and we would probably keep going if it wasn’t for Jade starting to sway and wobble in drowsiness. So we ended up having dinner in the mansion and I left Jade in the care of his two aunties.

When I finished washing up and changing my clothes, Natha was already on the bed, scribbling something in his notebook--probably the result of his personal observation today. Grinning, I jumped to the bed and slid into his lap, grabbing his torso and burying my face in the curve of his sculpted abs.

"Did you have fun?" he asked while caressing my hair.

"Mm!" I rubbed my face on his robe until it came loose and I made contact with his cold skin. "We buy lots of clothes and candy for Jade, and then some more jars because he wanted to be a candy fairy and give some to every child he met on the way."

"Sharing is good."

"Yep! And we went to a gallery and an auction, but there was nothing good and Jade was bored so we ended up leaving early to have a long session of afternoon tea--"

"And gossip?"

"And gossip!" I giggled. "They told me news from the territory around here, as well as some neighborhood scandal I had no idea about--but it was fun!"

Natha chuckled and pulled me up--unfortunately so--off his delectable abdomen. But then I ended up on his chest so all was good. "Did you buy stuff for yourself too?"

Oops. I pressed my lips and escaped to his pectoral muscle.

"Sweetheart, you know I give you money to be spent on yourself, don’t you?"

"I know..."

"Then?"

I bit my lips and lifted my face, looking at him wryly. "Uhh...it wasn’t that I didn’t want to buy stuff, it’s just..." I puffed my cheeks and pursed my lips. "I couldn’t find something I particularly like..."

"Nothing at all?"

"It’s your fault!" I laid back on his chest and grumbled. "You’ve been providing me stuff with the best quality--be it clothes or food or jewelry, it’s truly hard finding something that’s on par...no, even finding something just a level below is difficult..."

"Huh..."

I clicked my tongue and turned around, laying against his chest while exhaling harshly. "Do you know how hard it is to find clothes that I could feel ’decent’ among all those stores? I couldn’t believe I thought the food from the best restaurant here was just meh! And you know what?!"

"...what?"

I could hear him trying to hold back his laughter, but I ignored it and continued while raising my hand with the moonlight and blue diamond rings. "The people in the jewelry store said their wares were too inferior to what I already have, so they did not dare to offer anything to me!"

This time, he did not bother holding back and just laughed. I had to roll away from him since his chest was shaking so much and was no longer comfortable as a pillow.

"No, I don’t think it has anything to do with me," he smirked. "For someone who had visited the underground city, all other jewelry just looked like colorful pebbles."

Oh...he was right about that too. Even the drow’s throwaway goods, which were being sold dirt cheap because they were just the result of the apprentices’ training session, were as good as the ones sold in a boutique here.

Wait...could it be someone smuggled those dirt cheap jewelry and sold it at a high price here? Hmm...

But still...

"Two things could be right at the same time," I pinched his cheek, which was pulled up from his smile.

"Well...personally, I’m glad I made you accustomed to high-quality stuff," he shrugged and held my pinching hand, kissing my knuckles. "Because you deserve to enjoy the best that the world could offer."

Ah, damn it! He was so...

I cupped his face and kissed him. Oh, if my grandfather was still alive, he would be glad, wouldn’t he? Knowing that someone cherished me this much, and said things he once said when he was alive.

What a lucky person I am.

Talking about luck...

"Isn’t it great that we don’t have to think hard about when to do it?" I laid my head on his shoulder, sighing in relief.

"Yeah," Natha brushed my hair away from my cheek before stroking it. "Naturally, we should still follow Valmeier’s birthday, but this way, since it was both of your birthdays, we can expect the best condition from both the physical body and soul."

True, it was an unexpected luck, although it would probably be even better if we had the same birthday. But that was such a stretch to wish for, wasn’t it? We were in two different worlds, and for all I knew, we had different parents...most likely. After all, Grandma’s children were Valmeier’s mother and my father, so it was already deviating from that point.

But...

"Nat..."

"Mm?"

"Do you know that I was a premature baby?"

His hand, which had been caressing my hair, stopped. While following the pattern on his chest with my fingers, I recalled the facts about my own birth.

"Yeah...I remembered since it was one of the reasons why they were fighting so much," I continued. "Father thought I was sick because I was a premature baby and blamed Mother because she was drinking alcohol during the pregnancy. Mother couldn’t take it and they kept fighting and arguing and in the end, I was the cause of their deteriorating relationship."

His hand around my back was tightening, pulling me closer to his comfortably cold skin.

"Oh, but I digress--anyway, Nanny told me I was born premature, around seven weeks earlier, I think? And now that I think about it, I was out of Mother’s belly late at night, before midnight, so..." I looked up and blinked as the realization dawned on me. "Perhaps...I was actually meant to be out on the twenty-third? Oh, also...Mother didn’t really have any complications before, but my condition just suddenly turned worse and the only option was to get me out through a caesarian section."

"Valen..."

"It’s weird, isn’t it?" I raised my face and looked at him with widened eyes. "It was like...I was made to be born at the same time as my other half..."

Well...more or less a few hours, but still...

"You know, like twins?" I snapped my fingers. "I think I heard somewhere about twins who were birthed at midnight and ended up having different birthdays!"

"It...could be..."

"Right, it was that fate doing, then!" I sat and clapped my hand in relief. "You know, if the ’fate’ went as far as making me and Valmeier born around the same time, then don’t you think the same ’fate’ would make sure everything goes smoothly with the process? Surely it would think the baby still needs us to care for them, right?"

Natha just kept his silence, which he had been doing for a while now. But then, he always let me blabber while listening attentively--which embarrassed me sometimes. But not tonight.

I cupped his face again and grinned. "So I think--I think--you don’t need to worry much, Nat. We’ll get through this safely, okay? Let’s believe in the fate that brought us to this point, okay?"

He just looked at me wordlessly for...not sure, perhaps ten seconds? Enough to make me feel flustered and awkward until he finally took a deep breath and pushed me to the mattress.

"...umm?"

"If the world only has one truth," he stroked my cheek and looked straight into my soul, "know that it’s the fact that I love you with all my heart and soul."

Oh...

What kind of reply could I give to such words except for my most earnest kiss?