After Retirement, Living a Stud Life in Another World - 111
Chapter 111: Sister-in-Law
“I want you to make me a ‘scar’.”
“Huh??”
What in the world? I can’t understand this at all.
“Nobles support me because, truthfully, I am easily manipulated. However, publicly, they give reasons like from lineage and seniority, it’s easier for the morally upright citizens to accept me as the successor.”
Well, that’s not entirely wrong. People tend to favor sticking to established rules and precedents.
“But if I were to bear a child whose father is unknown, the public’s opinion of me would plummet. The licentious first princess versus the second princess celebrated by everyone and formally marrying… In that case, the people’s support would gather around Beato.”
“But Your Highness, that would tarnish your honor…”
“Honor means nothing to me. I just want to live quietly, peacefully. I want to earnestly fulfill the tasks I can do, leaving aside the unsuitable role of queen, and live modestly. Beato understands this feeling and said, ‘If that’s the case, I’m willing to bear it.’ And what we came up with together is to have a hidden child.”
I see… Despite her timidity, she has the courage to take drastic action when needed. It seems the bl00d of that queen flows within her after all.
“To confide in each other like that, you must be close with Beato.”
This was unexpected. Despite being pulled by the noble factions and having competed for the succession for so long, they seem to have built this strange cooperative relationship. I didn’t expect that.
“Yes, we can’t openly get along because of the nobles, but we have tea together at midnight, and sometimes we sleep together. Even though I’m eight years older… Beato is emotionally mature, so she’s like the only friend I can talk to about anything.”
I see. This aligns closely with the “real letter” Princess Clara brought.
The letter the princess herself cherished contained Beato’s true feelings, which couldn’t be conveyed through regular correspondence. Affection for her older sister, and the plan to make her modest wish come true by considering having a child. And as a kind of compensation for bringing dishonor to Clara, she wanted to allow her to bear the best child possible… That’s why she wants me to impregnate her.
Surprisingly, Beato wrote in the letter that if an excellent girl were born from this “god’s seed,” he would be okay with her being his successor. The next queen doesn’t necessarily have to be his own child; it just has to be someone exceptional. She’s rational in her thinking, but I’m impressed she’s thinking this far ahead.
With My Sister-in-Law…
And there was another “request” in that letter, one she hadn’t told Clara about. It’s a much more difficult task than impregnating her… but now is not the time to attempt it. First, trust must be gained from this withdrawn woman.
A modest knock echoed, and Gretel peeked in through the slightly open door.
At the last phrase, the princess in front of me blushed crimson.
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And so, the next morning…
“Is your body… alright?”
“W-well, I want to say there’s no problem, but my muscles here and there… I don’t think I can get up for a while.”
Once again, the princess blushed, even to her ears. I had intended to be gentle with her last night, but it seems things got too heated, surpassing her physical limits. As a stud, I should have considered my partner more… I’m reflecting deeply on my disqualification.
The reason I got so carried away, forgetting my role as a host, was because her skin was so wonderful. Beato’s skin is also white, but Clara’s is incredibly soft and smooth, clinging to the hand that touches it… It was like a baby’s skin. It’s natural for her not to have a tan since she was raised in the palace, but I have no idea what she eats or applies to maintain such baby-soft skin in her mid-twenties. Maybe it’s the influence of her magic.
“It was your first time, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, embarrassingly at this age.”
I heard she’s twenty-five… Ten years older than me. In this country, women typically start having children between the ages of fifteen, when they reach adulthood, and around twenty. So, the princess is definitely past the suitable age. Well, considering she’s the next queen candidate and there were probably many noble families vying to marry her among the supporting nobles, it wouldn’t have been easy to choose a suitable partner considering the power balance.
“We spent the night here, but from now on, I’ll come to Your Highness’s residence.”
“Yes. I have a separate room in the lodging, so please feel free to come anytime. Um… while in Baden, could you please call me Claudia?”
“Understood, Claudia.”
Well, I definitely can’t call her Clara openly in public. If I just obediently agree, she blushes again. She probably never experienced being called by a man by a false name, even though it’s an alias. This lack of familiarity with men is even more pronounced than with Beato.
“Then, I’ll go out for pioneering work, so please rest again. Around noon, I’ll send a maid.”
“Thank you… Um, that… It was very nice.”
Struggling to squeeze out just one word, Princess Clara blushed and pulled the bedding over herself in embarrassment… Despite being older, she was incredibly cute.