Chapter 403 Chapter 197 Between Lovers
The girl’s small hand was gently placed in his palm. Even through a layer of smooth silk, he could feel the girl’s tender, soft, and delicate small hand, like soft jade.
A ripple of light in her eyes trembled. Igert’s focused gaze fell on Verafia’s flawless, beautiful, and gently rippling face, her delicate smile like silk threads. The girl quietly buried her delicate face, as if gently leaning her delicate body, clothed in her red silk dress, towards him.
Igert subconsciously reached out to support the girl’s slender waist, which was adorned with red roses, a laced waist, and layered ribbons, and which was already difficult to grasp.
Igert could feel the girl’s delicate and soft body, like tender jade, and the warm temperature of her soft skin.
—This feeling gave Igert a greater sense of reality. The illusory, flawless, otherworldly beautiful girl seemed to truly be by his side.
Even so, the girl’s intimate actions made Igert’s heart flutter. He didn’t know where to put his hands and could only continue to gently hold her delicate hand beneath the white silk gloves, while his other hand stiffly supported her slender waist.
“Cough, cough, Young Lady, why are you suddenly doing this…”
The fragmented words even made Igert feel embarrassed.
Although Igert’s status in the family wasn’t high, as the son of a Marquis, he had received an education in noble etiquette… But in front of Verafia, he felt as if he had forgotten everything he had learned in class, appearing particularly awkward and clumsy.
“Eek… We agreed we’re lovers, isn’t this something that should happen?”
The girl’s soft voice, like drifting flower down, came through.
Verafia raised her small face again, her gorgeous gold eyes looking at him seriously.
However, when their gazes met, her eyes seemed to ripple gently, then she shyly looked away, and a blush of moving crimson emerged on her snowy cheeks.
Verafia of course knew what Igert was thinking… After all, when she was Lothel, she had experienced such feelings before.
Therefore, being understanding, she naturally chose to be the more proactive one, just like Princess Filirya back then… Of course, such an idea was simple, but now, in the identity of a girl, she realized that being proactive in such matters was quite embarrassing.
Even without anyone telling her, Verafia could feel that the delicate and soft skin of her face must have bloomed into a deep crimson due to her shyness, burning like a fiery sunset.
—If she weren’t afraid of embarrassing herself in front of this young man, she would have turned around and run away.
“That’s true… I just didn’t expect Veer to do this, she looks like a Young Lady who doesn’t understand anything…”
Igert coughed dryly, trying to use a joke to alleviate his awkward mood.
“What are you talking about? This young lady knows how to learn!”
Verafia raised her flushed little face and said playfully. Amidst the blush, her brilliant golden eyes, moist under her long eyelashes, looked exceptionally captivating.
“Also, don’t look at me like I’ve only been born a short time… I’ve experienced things that you little humans can’t compare to.”
Mm… Verafia was indeed learning to treat Igert with the mindset of a girl.
Although she had been a girl, Verafia, for a much longer time than Lothel, Verafia had recently realized that compared to a truly pure girl, she was not complete.
—Although she didn’t resist the identity of a girl, it was more like she was an observer, merely putting on the shell of a girl.
The process of falling in love, the experience of acceptance… these were things she needed to experience and learn.
Her thoughts were like delicate ripples on a smooth, silver mirror. The girl’s fingers, delicate beneath the white silk, lightly gripped the young man’s palm. The gorgeous gold eyes under her long eyelashes were slightly lowered.
She felt Igert’s other hand gently supporting her waist. Although the young man seemed restrained and didn’t dare to move rashly, just being touched by him sent continuous ripples through her emotions.
The girl seemed to lean her small body into his embrace… Her already light weight made her appear even more delicate and charming.
She was by his side.
Igert looked at Verafia’s jade-carved, gracefully moving face. If his hands weren’t occupied, the young man would have loved to stroke her little head beneath her silk-like golden hair.
Igert suddenly smiled, “So, Young Lady, why did you suddenly change into such a complicated evening gown?”
“Ah, about that… Of course, it’s because this young lady thinks your human clothes look quite nice! Yes, they’re as good as this young lady’s own dresses.”
Verafia raised her head and said matter-of-factly.
However, when she saw the black-haired young man looking at her with a hint of a smile, she knew there was no need to hide her feelings. A shy expression inevitably appeared on her delicate, youthful face:
“Ah, okay. It’s just, this young lady didn’t want you to lose face tonight… But just makeup and dressing up is nothing to this young lady, so don’t overthink it, you guy.”
The girl buried her head, thought for a moment, then pouted her delicate lips and said seriously, “Besides, don’t humans say that if you’re lovers, you feel a genuine happiness from giving your all for the other person… This young lady just wants to experience it.”
In fact, Verafia had had such experiences before… When she was Lothel, it was similar feelings, whether for her country, or for her friends and family, that motivated her to grow from a fallen noble in a remote village into a hero who fought against the Demon King’s army.
However, after becoming Verafia and approaching matters with absolute rationality, she had indeed gradually forgotten such feelings… So, she wasn’t lying; Verafia genuinely wanted to experience this emotion.
The girl’s slightly youthful but incredibly pure and serious voice echoed in his ears. Igert felt a sense of inferiority.
Although the content of the girl’s words was quite simple, for Miss Phoenix, who was usually arrogant, how could she have thought of this without putting in serious effort?
Moreover, putting oneself in another’s shoes and thinking for them, while it sounds simple, has the sole requirement of pouring in one’s entire heart.
Conversely, Igert himself, aside from mustering the courage that night to bring their relationship closer… afterward, although he maintained a “lover” relationship with Verafia, he seemed to be held back by lingering “fear of loss,” not investing himself as much as the girl.
—But, if I still believe I’m not qualified, even if the girl doesn’t mind, will I truly be by her side?
“Veer… Thank you, I need to reflect.”
Igert smiled with relief, his gaze falling on the girl’s exquisite face, as if meticulously carved by the gods.
“You’re right, between lovers, there should be an equal mindset: no matter how outstanding you are, I shouldn’t be afraid of that… Otherwise, what right would I have to be by your side?”
“That’s right.”
A brilliant smile bloomed on Verafia’s snowy cheeks, her voice like tinkling silver bells as it touched the air.
Suddenly, the girl blinked her gorgeous gold eyes again and playfully raised her small face, “However, you guy, you better remember that I’m still your Young Lady~ Igert, you still have to show respect to this young lady.”
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I feel like Veer needs to be the proactive one… (So, this relationship is destined to have setbacks.)
The daily routine should be about done. In the next chapter, it’s time to push the final plot of this volume…
