I Think My Fiancé Has Regressed - C96

Chapter 96: How to control your wild nightlife (1)

[My dear son, Alexandros.

It has been a long time since I have written to you.

I’ve heard that you did a good job of finalizing our recent trade negotiations with the Eloreal Empire. I’m beginning to realize that you’re really getting involved in state affairs these days, Alex.

Your handling of the situation has saved the kingdom’s face and kept our relations with the Empire stronger than ever.

I don’t know if it was your handiwork or the handiwork of our lovely first-born, but either way, it was your discretion that allowed you to take such an accomplished child as your wife.

I was once worried when I heard rumors of you wandering off and losing your mind, but now I’m glad to see that you’ve grown up to be more than adequate to lead a nation.

I know you’ll be able to handle any crisis that comes your way in the years ahead.

You have your wife, Arianna.

I write to you because I have something important to say to you and Arianna.

The time has come for me to pass the throne to you, for you are now old enough to ascend to the throne.

You may think it is too early to ascend to the throne when you are not even thirty, but you and your wife’s talents cannot be put away like sacks of rice just because you are still young.

So I’ve been meaning to hold your inauguration as soon as I could, but every time I’ve tried, something has come up.

I have not spoken of it until now because it concerns the private life of you and your wife, Arianna, but I will speak of it now, for the longer I put it off, the more trouble I shall have in the future.

Please refrain from any affectionate behavior between you and your wife for the time being.

I have heard many tales of how she cured you of your congenital illness, and how it will progress again if she and you are separated.

So I understand that you two are moving together so much that rumors of you two will spread throughout the kingdom.

It’s not a problem for the throne. A good marriage is part of what makes a good monarch.

However, if you really want to ascend to the throne, you’ll have to curb your nightlife a bit.

Especially when it comes to direct relationships, abstain for at least a year or two.

The king must always guard the throne. And the young lady must also guard the queen’s throne at all times, even if it is because of your illness that cannot be made public.

Sitting on the throne for hours a day and attending to state affairs is very hard on a pregnant woman’s body.

Especially in the first two years of your reign, you’ll be very busy taking over your duties as king and learning the ropes, which will put a lot of pressure on her.

Please don’t take this the wrong way, I’m only saying this so as not to burden Arianna, who is always by your side.

And seven is more than enough.

In three months, we will prepare for your inauguration and if, in the meantime, another babe should arrive.

…then I may have to seriously consider passing the torch to my first grandson, Cayenne.

To my dear son, and new daughter, Arianna.]

“…….”

After reading my father’s letter, which was flown to my and Alex’s home office, we were both in a state of general stupor.

The overriding emotion was embarrassment.

I hadn’t expected my stepfather to make such an explicit reference to my and Alex’s personal life and ask me to please refrain.

I naturally blushed, feeling like my and Alex’s nightlife had been exposed.

…Though, come to think of it, it would be rather odd for me not to think of it.

It’s an embarrassing story, but ever since the day Alex and I made out for the first time a few months before we graduated from the Academy, we’d been making out lewdly on a daily basis.

Our love bursting out like a blocked dike, we’ve been making out every single day, day after day, night after night, even when no one else was watching.

It was also inevitable that the fruits of that love would be born one after another between me and Alex.

“…What can we do, Ariana?”

Alex was blushing just as much as I was, and cautiously asked me what I wanted to do.

Of course, now that I had a letter from my stepfather, I would really have to restrain myself.

Especially after I read the last sentence, a warning that he was considering passing the throne to our oldest son, Cayenne, the stakes were real.

Academy Light Romance has a “happy ending” with Alex ascending to the throne and leading the new Kingdom of Leavrov.

Of course, I’m not saying that life with him now isn’t a ‘happy ending’, but now that I think about it, I suddenly realized that Alex’s ascension to the throne had been delayed for five years, or even longer.

If we could have fixed his heart perfectly, we wouldn’t have had this problem.

Alex would be Alex and see to the affairs of the king, and I would be Alex and carry his child and do what I could.

But that’s not possible with the constraint that the two of us can’t be more than 10 to 15 meters apart.

When Alex has to go out on official business, guard the throne, or participate in various events, I have to stay by his side like a shadow.

It’s not a disease that can be publicized, and it’s not something I can disclose openly, so I think the best solution would be for Alex and I to cut down on our romantic interactions somehow, and try to avoid sleeping together as much as possible during the busiest two years of his reign.

It’s not like we have to put up with it for the rest of our lives, so two years is manageable.

And if I factor in things like safe days through my menstrual cycle, we’re really only going to have to do it for half of the month, so it shouldn’t be that hard.

It shouldn’t be that hard….

“…I’ll just have to suck it up, it shouldn’t be that hard.”

“Are you sure you’re okay, Ariana? No offense to Ariana, but you, the fertile Ariana, would sometimes get the better of me with your libido.”

“…….”

I was picturing a future that wasn’t going to be easy, to be honest, considering what I’d been doing to Alex.

“And to be honest, I’m not too confident about it either, Ariana.”

“…Alex, too?”

“I don’t know how I can stand it, Ariana, when you’re in the same bed with me every day, waking up with me, getting dressed, washing yourself, all of that.”

“…….”

“I didn’t realize I had this much self-control, I thought I’d gotten away with it until now, Ariana, but when you’re in front of me, I end up looking like a fool.”

It wasn’t until Alex’s illness was cured that the relationship I’ve been hoping for was realized.

It was ironic that this time around, it was causing him other problems.

“I’ll be honest, I’ve been thinking maybe I should back off a bit, for Ariana’s sake.”

“What?”

“I mean, I know it’s a token of my love for you, Ariana, but there’s no way that having seven children in just six years isn’t going to take its toll on your body, and even though you have maids to take care of them, it’s still going to be hard.”

“…But at least I have a strong body, right?”

“I know that, but don’t push yourself too hard….And don’t act like being strong is your only strength.”

“…Okay.”

Alex was saying this because he was worried about me anyway, so I just nodded along with him.

“Anyway, I guess I’ll have to be careful next week then, because the first day of next week is the danger day for two weeks.”

“Yeah, I better be careful, or I’m really going to go down in the history books as the Great Alexandros.”

A prince who can’t succeed to the throne because his wife is pregnant and passes the throne on to his children.

It’s a funny thing to read in a textbook, but the last thing I wanted was for Alex to be the one to be dishonored.

With the first day of next week being the danger day, I’d really have to be careful not to get pregnant this time.

With that thought, I immediately grabbed Alex by the collar and pulled his face down to mine.

“Ariana…?”

Alex’s face was pulled in front of mine, and our lips met for a little kiss.

Only five days until danger day.

In other words, if we don’t make enough love in those five days, we’re not going to make it through the Danger Days.

I had to make sure I had Alex charged up beforehand.

After sharing a warm, tongue-and-breath kiss with Alex, I naturally moved my hands to his lower body.

Alex pulled his lips away from mine and quickly restrained my actions.

“…Wait, Ariana.”

“What…?”

“…Let’s just practice holding back for now. This is just a repeat of the past.”

Hearing his firm words, I was suddenly overwhelmed with feelings of panic.

I had fully intended to make love to Alex, at least until next week.

I hadn’t expected Alex to already be trying to distance himself from me.

“Ha, but it’s not too late, we still have five days until danger day!”

“That’s why you need to practice your patience, it’s only going to get harder as we get closer to the danger date, and you’re already itching to make love.”

“By the way…”

Alex definitely had a point.

I was realizing that during the risk days, I would instinctively crave the love I was sharing with Alex, which made it harder to control myself.

So it made sense to me to start practicing on days that were less intolerable.

There are some things that the heart wants, even if the head understands them.

“…Well, then, I’ll only go as far as kissing you.”

“Huh?”

“Kissing doesn’t get you pregnant, Alex, so I need your permission to just kiss.”

“…….”

“Well, if you can do that much, I think I can tolerate it to a certain extent….”

Alex’s head nodded up and down slowly as he listened to me.

“…Yeah, as far as kissing goes.”