first love, late spring: the autopsy report
some postmortem thoughts on conceptualizing, writing and editing the first half of my favourite project so far, partly for my own relationship with the “craft” and mostly bc writing this like a blu-ray bonus commentary was immense fun.
this fic broke me and completed me all in the span of one night. i think i could analyse it for days
Chapter 131
‘Why the hell did I ask him what kind of greed he possessed?’
I’m not even that bold but I provoked Isidor impulsively.
Maybe, I wanted to embrace his clear desires as if it caught my eyes.
“.......!”
The moment our lips met perfectly as if it bumps into each other, I shut my eyes while holding my breath unintentionally.
His hot lips moved as if tracing my lips.
I was also surprised by his clumsiness as his sharp nose grazed all around my face.
‘I’m dizzy.’
My mind became blank at the passionate sensation of our lips intertwining against each other. The tension also arose enough to burn the end of my neck.
The hand that caressed my neck slid up to my ears slowly, then it suddenly rubbed my earlobe.
I cleared my throat and gasped for breath before he bit my bottom lips slightly.
Our teeth touched slightly through the lips, then he touched it very carefully in between his parting lips.
The end of his lips traces on top of my teeth delicately. Then, my heart, which was already beating fast to the extent of giving myself a stomach ache, began jumping up and down.
Isidor’s peculiar scent of freshness that lingers through the nose was surging but a strong heat was rising from our clumsy tongues that were playing with each other.
Soon, a provocative wet sound rang in my ears at the quiet place. The touch that caressed my cheeks slowly was completely gentle as if treating something with care.
I stood frozen just for a while and I responded to his kiss when he slightly pulled my body forward as our entwined movement flowed smoothly.
As I was growing restless, I unintentionally let out a soft groan from my mouth as if I was begging for it.
Then, his large hand suddenly pulled my neck closer and began to devour me fiercely while tilting his head.
“Hmph!”
My mind suddenly turned blank at the sudden change as he drowned in my lips strongly.
The rough and deep kiss, as if he was going to swallow all of me, made me out of breath like I was running fast at a maximum speed.
I think someone is completely controlling my brain.
My chest was thumping sharply and my body kept losing its strength every time the heat was spreading throughout my lower belly. I also felt like the unfamiliar sensation was tingling my arms and legs.
However, he threw himself off me even at my little action as if the leash disappeared.
Then, the piles of books fell down as the desk in the middle rattled and I took a step back while pushing him.
I was unexpectedly able to easily shake off Isidor, then he glanced through my glistening lips while breathing out slowly.
He exuded a rugged atmosphere as if the people looking would feel suffocated and mysteriously fly away.
His sharp eyes were red and his shoulders went up and down every time he took a breath.
He frowned slightly and pushed the desk to the side fiercely. The wooden desk that looked heavy was pushed towards the wall easily and there’s nothing in between me and him.
“I like you so much……”
“.........”
“I feel like I would be out of my mind.”
At his voice full of longing enough to take my breath away, I bit my moist lips.
The turquoise eyes that were like the sea of a gateway, were overflowing like the dark night sea.
I thought he would pounce at me wildly again, but he suddenly reached out his hand and tucked my scattered hair behind my ears very carefully.
"I like you."
He was gentle but then he became ferocious in an instant, and then he confessed sweetly with eyes full of restrain. I couldn't figure out Isidor at all.
Strangely, his duality made me relate to him weirdly and made him look more attractive at the same time.
He has a lot of secrets, but he also has a side where he is excessively honest with me sometimes.
"I like you."
My cheeks flushed at his confession that rang in my ears several times. When I lowered my head slightly, he lifted my chin and rubbed the corner of my eyes gently.
“Please tell me that you like me too.”
He said in a desperate voice as if he was begging.
My voice was gone but I barely opened my mouth and whispered faintly.
He curved his eyes slightly as if he managed to hear it, then he covered my face with both hands and kissed me so that the pecking sounds were heard.
The light kiss that came down softly like a drizzle continued endlessly.
His lips touched all over my cheeks, eyes, forehead, and even eyebrows.
“Shall we date?”
When his gaze met mine, he asked all of a sudden.
I nodded without hesitation. As I stared into his eyes flowing with intense affection.
His eyes were full of surprise even when I agreed to his suggestion and then hugged me tightly.
* * *
That evening. The carriage carrying dozens of baggage arrived at the Seymour family.
The servants of Visconti visited Deborah with a dress, various accessories, and shoes to wear on the day of the title ceremony.
“The dress is really great. It's not frivolous and even so, it’s not that ordinary.”
“I can’t believe he took so much care from the hair accessories to the anklet…..”
Even the servants of the high-standard Deborah were admired for Isidor’s taste and attention to detail.
In addition, the news of Duke Visconti sending gifts went straight into Duke Seymour's ears.
“Has this fox bastard finally gone crazy!”
Duke Seymour ruthlessly tore apart Isidor’s letter that was sent for him while bursting into anger.
“I clearly told him before!”
The vassals tried to calm down Duke Seymour as he was on the verge of attacking Visconti right away and the twins' expressions in the meeting room were flustered.
Deborah was the most talked partner for Duke Visconti’s title ceremony.
‘I thought he would bring the lady recommended by his family because there’s no particular talk about it yet.’
Isn't it such a huge public setting?
All of the royal families will attend and it wi;l even be open to the public, so the fact that Isidor will bring her to that place means that she is extremely special to Isidor.
And it was also a wedge as a serious relationship to those who previously had disagreements about what kind of relationship the two had with each other.
Besides, the people who had various views on their relationship would also be very convinced that it was a serious relationship.
“How dare he make this offer just two days prior to the title ceremony? This jerk is not in his right mind!”
His excuse of running short on time did not work on Duke Seymour.
“What should I do with him?”
Belreck said in gloom.
The fact that Deborah accepted the dress from Isidor meant that the parties had already reached an agreement, so the situation wasn't good.
“Well, if words won’t work, we can tie him in a dangerous place and threaten him to take it back.”
Rosad, whose specialty was kidnapping, imprisonment, torture, and threat, spoke grimly.
“Lord, Lord Rosad. If you really did that, we might be at war with the Visconti family.”
One of the vassals who knew that Seymour's direct line lacked basic common sense was begging in horror.
"I'm kidding."
Rosad pouted.
“....You were joking?”
Duke Seymour was rubbing his chin with a hint of regret somewhere, then stood up with a stiff face.
“Bring forth all the carriages and horses we have right now!”
His eyes sparkled like a snake.
“On the day of the title ceremony, I'm thinking of intruding on every street the Visconti carriage will pass by. The youngest Duke? I will give him a stern hazing as the Duke of 20 years.”
“At least, he won't be able to step foot in this mansion.”
“Please, please relax everyone!”
* * *
‘I almost got in trouble if it wasn't for the teleportation magic.’
Isidor has been receiving various hindrances from the men of Seymour family until this day.
From various rumors to obstruction.
Eventually, he was able to move outside with the magic of movement and entered the Seymour estate in a wagon that had been stopped elsewhere.
Eventually, he was able to move outside by teleportation magic and entered the Seymour estate in a carriage that had been stopped elsewhere.
'How is he here?'
As soon as he appeared in front of the townhouse to escort Deborah, Duke Seymour looked shocked and Isidor greeted him politely while feigning ignorance.
“Duke. Have you been well in the meantime?”
“Thanks to you I’m…… doing well. How come Duke Visconti keeps looking great?”
“I’m flattered.”
Duke Seymour had no choice but to speak politely while grinding his teeth because Isidor was raised to the same position as him.
It was a trap that he might have to speak more formally in official settings.
Deborah appeared with the help of the servants while both of them were facing each other awkwardly.
Duke Seymour swallowed the bitterness at the appearance of his daughter, who looks exceptionally elegant and beautiful today.
He hated to admit it, but the Visconti guy seems to pay great attention in order to make his daughter shine the brightest today.
'He wouldn't have that much time.'
Even the Duke of Seymour, who was not interested in jewelry, could tell at a glance that the necklace is not ordinary jewelry.
“You look so pretty today. See you later, Deborah.”
The duke said kindly while clasping his daughter’s hand.
He will attend this event as the representative of the head of families for the high-ranking nobles, so they will meet again anyway.
‘I. Will. Keep. My. Eyes. On. You.’
Duke Seymour glared brutally at Isidor with such meaning.
Isidor felt the stinging gaze, but he escorted Deborah as politely as possible while keeping his smile.
After that, Visconti’s carriage with the glamorous gold seal departed to the Khorun Castle where the title ceremony was held.
Crowds were already flocking around the castle to see the event.
Most of the people gathered to see the most beautiful duke in the empire even from a distance.
The tallest platform stood tall in front of the Imperial Square.
Chairs with exquisite sculptures of a blue dragon were lined up in the surroundings.
The deep blue chairs are for the queens and the royal family, the purple chairs are for the high-ranking heads of the noble families and their companions. The rest of the seats are for distinguished guests invited by the emperor directly.
The owners of the seats began to appear one by one and as soon as the carriage of Visconti appeared later on, all the gazes of the people in the square were fixated on it.
MTL: miyochan
TLPR: candletuna
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this chapter got me feeling sum kinda way