The Sinister Rural Lord and the Malevolent Lady: Part One

Chapter 13.1

A year had passed after my first arrival in the Bartfault territory, we had our formal wedding, and I became Angelica Fou Bartfault.

The Redgrave family proposed a ceremony in the royal capital, but we declined.

My reputation has yet to recover, and I want to avoid the malice that Leon will incur from those around him as he has become the son-in-law of a duke..

For a noble marriage, it was a small ceremony with only close family members, and though Leon seemed apologetic, I was satisfied.

As long as I could be married to Leon, the formalities didn't matter. The most important thing was having Leon by my side.

About three months after the marriage, I was suddenly struck by an illness.

Leon, in a panic, mobilized all the doctors in the territory, and it was discovered that I was pregnant.

The Bartfault family was filled with joy, but both Leon and I were sweating nervously inside.

After all, we had been indulging in intimacy even before the wedding.

Although we had taken precautions, both Leon and I tended to get carried away in the moment, so it was merely luck that I hadn't gotten pregnant before the ceremony.

To cover up, we subtly spread rumors like "the hot springs in the Bartfault territory are effective for fertility," which seemed to have worked, as the number of female visitors increased.

[T/N- "Sizzling Lies: Couple's Pre-Marriage Secret Leads to Hot Springs Fraud"]

I never thought I would become an advertising figure as the lord's wife, but due to these circumstances, my pregnancy was smoothly accepted by those around us.

We received congratulatory gifts not only from the Redgrave family but also from local lords in the surrounding areas, and among these was a congratulatory message from the Holefault Royal family.

To say I have no resentment towards the royal family would be a lie.

However, I didn't want to pass on my enmity to my unborn child. So I deliberately sent a letter of thanks.

Even if I can't become the mother of the nation*, I am happy now.

[T/N- Queen]

I might never have anything to do with His Highness or the saint again, and that's fine.

Even though we misunderstood and couldn't see eye to eye with His Highness, I sincerely hope that one day we can look back and laugh about it.

Just as they have their own lives, we have ours.

Life continues even after stepping off the grand stage.

If I wake up from a nightmare, Leon will be there beside me.

That alone makes me so happy I shead tears.

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"The wheat harvest is as expected. If the newly cultivated farmland does well, we can expect nearly double the production next year."

"That means the problem is securing transportation. We can't keep relying on the Redgrave family's connections."

"It might be better to cooperate with nearby lords to create a distribution route. If it works out, we can build a cheap and convenient sales network."

"But if we change distribution network suddenly, people will lose their jobs. Let's continue to assign the transport of goods to the royal capital while gradually transitioning."

"More money will be needed for anti-air pirate measures again."

The conversation of the lord and his wife in the master bedroom of Bartofalt Mansion lacks a bit of romance.

Since our marriage, our base has moved to Bartfault Mansion.

It's inconvenient to manage the administration from the main residence, but it's not suitable for raising a child.

We left the separate residence as it was and moved only the office functions to Bartfault Mansion.

And in our shared bedroom, we worry about the future management of our territory.

But this is a kind of routine for us, the Baron Bartfault couple, before bed.

Leon is still inexperienced as a lord, and I myself have many shortcomings.

So it became a habit to report to each other the day's administrative tasks before bed and set the course of action for the future.

"I wish there was a lost item that could wipe out all the air pirates at once."

"Do you think such a convenient thing exists?"

"Then how about a prophet who can see the future? I want accurate information for next year. I want to make money easily."

"If someone who could predict the future existed, the royal family would secure them first."

"I should have aimed to be an adventurer instead of a soldier."

When Leon gets tired of work, he starts to complain. Comforting him is also an important job of mine.

"If you had become an adventurer, you wouldn't have had the chance to meet me."

"That would be a problem. I can't live without you, Angie."

It's rare for someone to obtain a lost item and even if they get it ,they should honestly offer it to the country. Leon would probably have lived his life without meeting me.

I don't want a life without meeting Leon.

"Also, there's a letter from Father in the capital asking for confirmation of your promotion."

"Again?"

Leon looks genuinely displeased. A normal noble would jump for joy.

"Why do Father-in-law and Brother-in-law want to promote me?"

"Considering Leon's achievements and the size of the territory, it's rather the rank of a baron that's too low."

If the royal family doesn't grant the appropriate rank to a hero who fought bravely and captured the enemy commander, the nobility's support will decline, and the risk of rebellion will increase.

For the Redgrave family, if the rank of the place their daughter married into is too low, they can't maintain their prestige.

In this regard, the interests of the Holfault royal family and the Redgrave family align.

"The kingdom's political situation is still unstable. The movements of the Republic and the Holy Kingdom are also suspicious. If something happens to Father or Brother, our child will succeed the duchy. No, if something happens to the royal family, the duke's family must have enough prestige to become king."

"I don't want to get involved in such shady matters. Try to avoid it somehow."

"However, if you are promoted, your duties will increase, but so will your power. It will be advantageous for the development of the territory."

The Redgrave family has repeatedly married into the Holfault royal family since the time of the founding ancestor.

I myself have a minor claim to the throne.

"The Redgrave family has been close to the royal family since the time of the founding king, so there are many complications. The groundwork is already laid, so you'll probably be promoted in a few years whether you like it or not."

"The Bartfault family also has a legend that our ancestor was a companion of the first king. None of the family believes that old tale, though."

Maybe the Redgrave family promoted my engagement with Leon because of such behind-the-scenes reasons.

Well, there are countless lower-ranked nobles claiming dubious origins to be honest.

"For me, my wife, child, and territory are important. I don't want to think about a career in the capital."

Leon has changed a lot since I got pregnant.

For the sake of our unborn child, he has begun to take the initiative in handling administrative tasks.

I am proud of this and at the same time a little lonely. In my condition, I can't help much.

I want to walk with Leon, but our child, the fruit of our love, becomes a burden, which is frustrating.

Hiding such feelings, I cradle Leon's head and stroke it.

"Leon, you're doing well. Good job."

It's like soothing a child, but this is what works best for Leon. As he said, if touching my chest motivates him, it's a small price to pay.

"What's your schedule for tomorrow?"

"Nothing, it's a holiday for the first time in half a month. Everyone told me to take a break."

Rather, I feel sorry for myself, living a life of three meals and naps, leaving my husband with all the work because I'm pregnant.

Tomorrow, I must pamper Leon a lot.

We'll soak in the hot springs together, enjoy delicious food together, and sleep soundly together.

"Well, let's go to sleep."

"Yeah."

There are various physical changes since I became pregnant.

It's hard to roll over, and as soon as I lie down, I fall asleep quickly.

Leon supports my back and waist as I try to change positions.

Leon excessively wants to take care of me lately, which is a concern.

As it's our first child, he's probably both worried and excited, wanting to handle even the tasks usually entrusted to servants himself.

While Leon is growing as a lord, I feel frustrated for not being able to help much due to my pregnancy.

I want to be a suitable wife for him, but I end up relying on him excessively. I'm scared of drowning in love and becoming spoiled.

I deliberately turn away from Leon and lie down.

"Goodnight."

Worrying too much is bad for the baby's development; I want our child to be born healthy.

Closing my eyes and regulating my breathing, I would soon fall asleep.

Looking forward to tomorrow, I slowly let go of tension and drifted into a doze.

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Apparently, humans do not lose consciousness completely, even during sleep. Even in deep sleep, a part of your consciousness remains active, allowing you to sense danger. For example, a part of your awareness can detect when you are being touched by something other than your own body.

It doesn't feel uncomfortable; in fact, it feels so good that I wish it would continue. No, something's strange. The sensation feels far too good to be a dream. Slowly, I open my eyes, and the scene is exactly the same as it was before I fell asleep. I look down to see familiar arms wrapped around me. With a slight sigh of exasperation, I call out to the person holding me in place.

"What's the matter, Leon? Can't you sleep?"

Recently, Leon rarely has nightmares when he sleeps. In fact, he falls asleep as soon as he lies down, exhausted from his busy schedule with government affairs. I fully understand why Leon is acting this way. Even With this understanding, I ask my question.

"Angie."

"yeah?"

"I want to embrace"

Just hearing those words makes my slit get hot and wet.

And yet the response I get is the exact opposite of what I want.

"Tomorrow is a off-day, right? Get some sleep."

"Because it's before the holidays, we can embrace each other without worrying about each other's health."

He says this and that. He is truly unparalleled in his cunning and eloquence.

"Besides, I think that being affectionate is good for the baby's prenatal education."

"Having sex is worse for education."

Even though he was making excuses with his mouth, the hands caressing my body were very gentle.

This is the love talk between us as a couple. Leon expresses his desires and I give him permission.

Leon is so adorable, asking for sex with me like a little child begging his mother for sweets and pocket money, and I can't help but make a sweet face.

"Can't you be satisfied with mt mouth or hands?"

"Impossible"

"What about my chest?"

"Breasts are a separate matter entirely"

"Um, it takes a while to get ready, but how about your anal?"

"Can't wait!"

It's been almost two years since I met leon, and a year and a few months since we started having sex.

It was only a short time in a life, but in that short time my body had been completely developed by Leon.

There is no longer a part of my body that Leon hasn't touched.

I was happy that he wanted me, so unless it was something extremely perverted I gave him permission and enjoyed our lustful bedtime romance.

The result was pregnancy, so it's no laughing matter. I have no regrets, though.

"I'm carrying our child inside of me. Be gentle."

"I know."　

We kissed passionately, our tongues entwined, surrendering to our desires without restraint. We were like lascivious beasts, intoxicated by the forbidden thrill of our actions, heightened by the knowledge of the life growing within me. As our kiss deepened, I slowly slipped off my nightgown.

Since I became pregnant, I've been wearing loose-fitting clothes so it's not a hassle.

The sound of rustling fabric is the only noise that fills the bedroom. As I pull down the bed canopy, we are cocooned in our love nest, isolated from the world. I remember fondly the time when I first moved into the Baltfault residence. My loud moans during lovemaking, just like at my previous home, earned subtle reprimands from the Baltfault family, making me blush. Since then, I've struggled to soundproof the bedroom and get new bedding.

Illuminated by the faint light, my naked body stands out in the darkness of the night.

My breasts have grown larger with the onset of pregnancy, my hips have widened, and my abdomen now carries our child. My body shape has transformed so much that I sometimes wonder if it is truly my own.

Many couples are bewildered by these changes, and their intimacy often decreases. Even after childbirth, some may go years without rekindling their physical connection. While Leon and I have experienced a decrease in frequency, he shows no intention of refraining from devouring my altered body.

"Leon, Shouldn't you lose your enthusiasm when you see my pregnant body?"

"Never!"

Leon's penis was pulsating vigorously between his legs after he had taken off his clothes. It was clear that my husband was a genuine sexual deviant.

"I'm actually excited by the fact that Angie is my wife."　

As he spoke, Leon arranged a simple platform with pillows and blankets to ensure I wouldn't strain my body. As I lay down on this makeshift pedestal, he gently placed my favorite scarf over me.　

"It's bad for a pregnant woman to get a cold stomach."

Isn't it more provocative to be completely naked but have your stomach carefully covered?

When he was ready, Leon placed his hands on my breasts. Not with the rough touch of lovemaking, but with gentle, careful care, like a massage. The warmth from his palms was very pleasant. It wasn't sexually stimulating, but rather a comforting feeling that caressed my body. Every time my nipples, now larger than before pregnancy, were touched, I writhed in relief and pleasure.

As the massage continued and blood began to flow to the tips of my breasts, I felt a hot, tingling sensation. The moment I had the illusion that love was seeping out of me, something oozed from my nipples. It was my breast milk. The gentle massage caused my breast milk to slowly spurt out. It was as if my arousal was being transformed into breast milk, and the overflowing liquid soaked my breasts. The smell of breast milk wafting from within the canopy was intensely evocative.

Unable to hold back any longer, Leon put his mouth on my breast and bit my nipple hard enough to leave a mark.　

"I only have a little while longer to monopolize these boobs," Leon mutters, sucking on my breast.

In just two months, we will become parents. Our time as a newly married couple is fleeting.

[T/N- wait they f#king in 7 months into the pregnancy? That's bad for the child like very very bad]

"Do you have any regrets, Leon?"

"What?"

"About marrying me and making me pregnant. In the end, you couldn't escape your duties as lord."

From the first time we met, he had never wanted to be a lord. He just wanted to marry a kind-hearted woman, become husband and wife, and live a carefree life. Because he was engaged to me, he had to fulfill his duties as a lord and manage the territory for the sake of our unborn child. It is me and my child who are binding him to the status of nobility.

"I don't regret it. It's a small price to pay for a beautiful wife and adorable children."

"It would be easier if I hadn't been born into a duke's family."

When I became pregnant and took some time off work, I had a lot of free time on my hands and realized just how incapable I was of supporting myself.

Mending my child's baby clothes, cooking my husband's favorite dishes, and cleaning and doing laundry I can't do anything.

No matter how knowledgeable you are about politics or business, if you lose the opportunity to demonstrate your skills, you're nothing more than a helpless young girl.

Because her mother-in-law, who is of commoner origin, is skilled at housework, she is even more aware of his own shortcomings.

Would Leon have liked me if I had been born a commoner?

If Leon were to be stripped of his title and territory, or if he grew tired of it all and ran away, I would only become a burden.

I can't help but think about such things.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, a wave of pleasure runs through her groin, causing her to writhe in agony. Her groin is hidden by her swollen belly, making it impossible for her to grasp what has happened.

When I looked away, Leon's right hand was reaching towards het lower abdomen.

Apparently, he had put his hand on her while she was thinking.

"Angie is too serious"

Saying that, Leon steals a kiss from me.

A slightly sweet taste other than saliva remains in my mouth. It's the taste of my breast milk.

Leon begins to tease the inside of my mouth with his tongue, his left hand on my breasts and nipples, and his right hand on my labia and clitoris.

"I'm just as worried, but am I really that unreliable?"

"That is not it"

She has already decided to live with Leon.

Even though I was prepared for it, when I thought about becoming pregnant and having a baby, my heart still raced.

"My mom told me that it's easy to get anxious when you're pregnant."

"Maybe so. I have nothing to do and I end up thinking about it."

"So I need to love you a lot so you don't feel anxious."

"You just want to hold me, don't you?"

"Is it not good"

"No."

Our lips met again, and my anxiety eased.

I guess I'm an easy woman to handle, as I melt immediately when Leon desires me and let him do as he pleases.

But that's okay, just having him look at me makes me feel at ease.

Leon slowly released his lips and then buried his face in my crotch.

As the wet sound rang out, the new pleasure brought on nearly made me weak in the knees.

The opening of her vagina is teased with a tongue, her clitoris is sucked with lips, and fingers are continually inserted and removed inside her vagina.

Although I could feel it, I couldn't see what my private parts looked like because her belly was swollen like a mountain.

Just imagining what was happening between my legs brought a wave of sinful pleasure.

"This place in Angie has changed a lot."

"R-Really?"

"Your folds are flapping and darkening. Have you been playing with them too much?"

"No way!?"

In the first place, Leon only started taking care of her crotch area after she became pregnant and her belly began to swell.

I can't shave well myself, and there's no way I can ask the Bartfault family to do it for me, so leaving it to the maids would be a complete no-no.

I was amazed at how Leon gleefully shaved my pubic hair while we were bathing together.

I was shocked to hear leon say something like that.

"R-Really?"

"..."

"You don't want to hold me anymore?"

When Leon didn't say anything, I started to get worried, but then he raised his head.

He was laughing happily.

My face felt like it was on fire with relief, shame, and anger.

"You tricked me, Leon!!"

"Sorry, Angie is so cute"

"No thanks! I'm going to bed now!"

Who cares anymore? I'll just go to bed. Spend the night alone.

Even though she was thinking that, Leon began to caress her private parts again.

"Ngh! Stop! Don't mess with me!"

"I'll make you feel good as an apology."

"That's not what I meant! Ahh!

Even though her mind was rejecting it, her body was reacting wildly to the caresses.

The breasts cannot stop producing milk and the vagina cannot stop secreting love juices.

Even if she tried to twist her body and escape, she was at the mercy of the pleasure and could only shake her hips up and down in an undignified manner.

All she could do was tremble and endure the impending climax.

Just as that thought crossed my mind, I felt teeth biting into my clitoris.

「――――!!」　

A jolt surged through me, an indistinguishable mix of pain and pleasure, and I climaxed.

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Authors Note

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An epilogue to the epilogue. (Also known as: Pregnancy END)

I thought I'd try writing about what happens after the pregnancy, but it turned out to be quite long, so I split it into two parts.

In stories about noble ladies, the ending often involves a wedding, pregnancy, and a warm family.

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