The Demon Lord's Bride (BL)-Chapter 656: Intimate time is a privilege for a couple with an infant

Chapter 656: Intimate time is a privilege for a couple with an infant

Later that day, I called Zarfa and explained the change of plan that Natha devised.

"It’ll be better for you to coordinate with him about where to put the false leads. Once we know it actually worked, I think I’ll be able to return."

[Sounds good. We were going to try and block the flow of information, but I think what you’re going to do is better]

"Yeah, so..." I glanced at Natha and the impatient baby in his arms. "Our side will take care of the search they put on me, so you can focus your people to watch the church’s movement instead. Their resources are divided right now, so maybe we’ll see a crack in their defense]

[Okie, Okie--I’ll give you more updates once we meet with Heraz]

"Alright; take care, Ceci."

I ended the call quickly and the moment the communication orb stopped glowing, someone called for me right away. "Uaaaa!"

"Okay, okay," I picked the protesting baby from my husband’s arm and held him. "Do you have a good sleep, baby?"

"Aaah!"

Shwa was waking up in the middle of me making a call, and it seemed he was disappointed that I was talking to someone else instead of holding him. Jealous? Was he jealous? How cute.

"But you didn’t cry, so good boy!" I laughed and kissed him good morning. Good afternoon? Only then did Shwa stop pouting and show me an adorable smile.

Ahh...he looked more and more like a normal child--except for those twinkling cunning lights I saw once or twice in his eyes.

"I thought we could get away at this point," Natha muttered. "But he still can’t get away from you."

I looked at him helplessly. Well...what could I do? Actually, wasn’t this what a normal household usually like? Parents had to stick to their baby all the time--that was what those maternity leaves were for, wasn’t it? We had been leaving him to the nannies, so...maybe it was his payback?

"Oh, now that I think about it..." I glanced at Natha. "How do you usually spend your time with Shwa?"

"Just...usual?" Natha shrugged. "I saw him in the morning before work, and checked on him during lunch. I held him again in the night before going to sleep."

Hmm...

"Did you talk to him when you held him?"

"Well..."

"Well?"

I raised my brow at him, and he answered after hesitating for a few minutes. "I might...whine to him about how much I missed you?" he smiled wryly. "Maybe I rant too much about you being away for too long..."

And he heard, and he understood? It sounded impossible, but...

"So you reap what you sow," I laughed at the notion of Shwa refusing to get away from me because Natha had been complaining about me getting away so much.

"Mmh," Natha groaned as he leaned on my shoulder, poking the cheek of the baby laughing at my laughter.

Why would you whine and rant to a baby, anyway? I couldn’t help but laugh at his silliness. Still, I also wanted to spend a moment with just the two of us. Bringing Shiny here was able to make Jade busy being a host, but Shwa was clinging to me all the time.

So, some tricks were needed.

That afternoon, we played with Shwa. We went to the shed and met the fairies, walked around the lake, and read all kinds of children’s books to him. We made him laugh and jerk a lot, moving his limbs as a baby exercise.

From this, I found out that it was easier to make a toddler like Jade tired. I mean...a baby couldn’t move yet so the one getting tired was the adults. I kept talking and talking to get reactions from Shwa, and when he finally fell asleep, my throat was sore.

"Do you like my voice that much?" I squeezed the plump cheek as we walked to the nursery. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Of course he is," Natha answered for the sleeping baby, following behind us with my blanket in his hand. "We all are."

"Who are we?"

"Your family," Natha smiled and kissed my cheek, before entering the nursery with determination.

He spread the blanket he brought over the mattress in the bassinet, and I carefully put Shwa there. Before my hands fully left Shwa, Natha brought the edge of my blanket to cover Shea, wrapping him loosely. As a finishing touch, I infused my mana into the blanket, so that every surface would contain my manaprint.

Pulling my hands away from beneath him, we watched with high tension as Shwa stirred at the loss of skinship. The short legs trashed about inside the blanket, and his hands clawed the air restlessly. Natha once again dragged the edge of the blanket, this one to those clawing tiny hands, which instantly grabbed it and brought it close to his chest.

For a while, no one dared to even breathe. We watched the restless face gradually turn peaceful again while clutching onto my blanket, and only after Shwa breathed steadily that we all let out a relieved sigh.

Immediately, I tip-toed out of the nursery with Natha, closing the door and waiting outside to see if Shwa would suddenly cry again. One second, two seconds...we waited until thirty seconds, and when there was no crying sound to be heard, we silently celebrated by running toward the bedroom.

"Oh, gosh--I didn’t even feel this tensed facing the trial," I patted my chest as we arrived at the bedroom. Natha even activated a noise-cancellation barrier so Shwa wouldn’t hear us--even though Shwa didn’t usually wake up once he was fast asleep.

Feeling exhausted, I fell to the bed, dangling my feet on the edge. It wasn’t so much physically, but mentally. Playing with Shwa was fun, but playing with Shwa to make him tired and sleep deeply was more exhausting than fun. Was it because our motive wasn’t pure?

I sighed heavily when I felt the bed dipped from Natha’s weight. "I’m sorry, Nat. Even though we did it to be alone..."

"We are alone," Natha chuckled as he lay beside me and pulled me into an embrace. "Just staying like this is fine, I just want to be alone with you for a bit."

I turned around so I could face him, and circled my arms on his back. "It’s just like our wedding night."

Natha laughed at the realization. Back then, we also ended up just sleeping during our wedding night, instead of consummating our marriage--as people say. We stripped our clothes, got naked, and did nothing but sleep holding each other.

To think that the same thing happened during our first wedding anniversary. Well, even though we hadn’t been asleep yet.

After laughing, Natha held my waist and back tight before getting up from the bed, carrying me and all. I yelped and laughed while he walked to his armchair under the window. Even just sitting on his lap straddling him like this, it felt like I hadn’t been doing it for such a long time.

"Easier to hug, no?" Natha smiled cheekily, and I responded by hugging him tightly, laying my head on his shoulder and inhaling his scent deeply.

Yeah, perhaps it was really a hidden blessing, having to stay here longer.

At that moment, I allowed myself free of any thought but Natha. I didn’t even think about Shwa or the Demon God. Just him. And us.

"Sometimes, I would have this fleeting thought questioning was it true that I married you?" he muttered while stroking my back. "I looked at my finger to check on our bond, and was only convinced after I felt your presence on the other side of that bond."

I pulled away and stared at his face as he told me this. There was a dazed look in his silver eyes, as if he was dreaming.

"But sometimes, it wasn’t enough. The worst fear in my mind would say I carved that mark by myself in delusion," he continued. "At that moment, I would come to check on Shwa, making sure he’s real."

"Because he’s the proof of our bond?"

"He’s the proof that I’m not delusional," he laughed. "Ever since I broke out of the Lord’s influence, there are times when I questioned my own mind, thinking everything is an illusion."

"Nat..."

The silver eyes focused on me again, and he smiled sweetly. "But every time I see you, my mind becomes clear again. I know it’s not my delusion, and once we get through this all, I’ll be even more sure even if you’re not directly in front of me."

Oh, my sweet, sweet husband. I leaned down and kissed him softly, savoring the cold of his lips. "Whatever happens in the future, I will not regret it," I whispered. "I will never regret meeting you, or falling in love with you, or fighting for Shwa. I will never regret it."

I could feel his stuttered breath before he whispered deeply, right into my soul. "I love you, Valen. I will always love you, even if I’m not in my right mind."

How could someone ask for more? I laughed and joked about how could he know if he wasn’t in his right mind, and he said he just could. What a lovely husband. I felt like he would love me even if I turned into a worm.

But I wouldn’t ask him that because it might ruin the atmosphere.

Or should I? Because the atmosphere was ruined anyway with a swirling wind entering our bedroom. A pair of ruby eyes stared at us before giving out a half-hearted cough.

"Ahem. Sorry to disturb a moment, but may I talk to Valen for a bit?"