Tangled By Fate

When Veronica snatched his handkerchief, Ironin thought that she was going to clean her shirt. He tried to turn around to make her comfortable when he heard her saying, "Don't move. Wipe it off."

"…I'm sorry?" 

"Did you hear what I said before? Wipe it off!" Veronica urgently urged him. "I'm freezing."

Ironin hesitantly wiped her chest area. His lips were pressed together. He didn't say it, but he was very uncomfortable. He stopped at some process and gave her a silent stare. 

"Why did you stop?" Veronica cocked her head. "My pants are wet too."

"…" Ironin shoved the handkerchief toward her and looked away. "Do it by yourself." His voice was low.

Veronica raised an eyebrow. "Because of you, I'm drenched. I might even catch a cold. Now you want me to take the responsibility?'

Ironin frowned. He expressed complacentness with his expression – just like any normal gentleman would.

"What do you think you are doing?" A cold voice rang in their ears.

"!!!" Veronica was startled as she was pushed toward someone. She raised her head to see the person. "Arthur? What are you doing here?" She seemed confused.

Arthur squinted her eyes. "You are asking me what I'm doing? I'm here to check your progress. But what do I see? Is this what you two do when I'm not aware?"

"What do you mean?" Veronica blinked innocently and tilted her head. "Are you misunderstanding something? Don't tell me you are upset just because Ironin touched me a little. He wasn't really touching me."

She patiently explained, "The water got spilled on me by accident. It was his fault that I'm wet. So, I made him wipe me off. You know, since I'm the Mistress, I should get used to people serving me. This kind of thing should be nothing for me. Like you, it should be natural for me."

"…" Arthur was speechless. 'Is she getting back at me? I knew it. She was mad at me for that incident.'

Feeling headache, he pinched the area between his eyebrows. He took a deep breath and started, "Nica, you don't have to force yourself to match with me?"

"What do you mean by forcing myself? I'm enjoying my life as a Mistress." Veronica grabbed his arm and smiled brightly. "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have known the enjoyment of being served. I want to get used to it as soon as possible."

Arthur was in a terrible situation. He came to see his wife and saw her being touched by his best friend. Only then did he know what it felt like when someone else touched the body of the person he loved and cared about deeply.

Moreover, his wife was the one who was leading his friend unknowingly. Furthermore, the one who taught her that weird lesson was himself. 

Only a person who gets hurt can understand the pain of being hurt – Arthur understood that at that moment. He could only imagine how confused and hurt his wife was feeling when he just brushed off her thoughts.

Therefore, no matter how furious he was, he could neither vent on his wife, nor his best friend who was forcefulyl got dragged into this mess.

"…" Ironin stared at the couple, trying to figure out what's going on. Looking at how irritated Arthur was and still holding it back and trying to talk to his wife, he realized something.

'He must have done someone and now dug his own grave. I almost became the victim. I should get away from this scary couple,' he thought.

"I'll head back first," saying that he slipped out of the room.

"Let's train tomorrow too!" Veronica waved at him from behind.

After Ironin left, Arthur looked at Veronica who was innocently gazing at him, and sighed. He couldn't help but comment, "Princess, you have become scarier." 

Veronica pursed her lips as if she was wronged. "What do you mean?"

"It's all my fault. I already have you. I shouldn't let other women touch me. I'm in the wrong. I ask for your forgiveness, my princess. Please don't give me a heart attack. My weak heart cannot take the blow. You won't even let me lock you up either. Have mercy on this stupid subject, my princess," Arthur wholeheartedly apologized.

Veronica heard his apology and thought, 'Maybe I should forgive him right now. He learned his lesson.' She grinned and hugged him tight, "My Arthur is so intelligent. He learned a good lesson. I will reward you for being a fast learner." Saying that she tip-toed and pecked on his lips.

Arthur's heart skipped a bit. Her soft lips just lightly brushed over his lips, but it seemed like a tornado went over his heart. It had been a while since she had kissed him on the lips. 

His heart quivered as he gazed at the lovable woman in front of him. She even called him 'my Arthur'. She hardly showed possessiveness like that.

Arthur drew her body closer and placed his chin on her head. "Can I get another kiss from my princess? I promise to be more well behaved in the future." 

Veronica pondered for a while before agreeing to his wish, "Okay!"

Arthur didn't waste any more time and devoured her lips. He closed his eyes and savored every part of her lips. The softness, jelly vibe, sweet flavor, wetness, warmth, everything he could taste. 

He tried to remember when was the last time he had actually eaten her lips like that. He felt like eating her away and leaving nothing.

He wasn't the only one feeling wanton. Veronica's fingers grasped his back tightly and she wantonly kissed him back. Their tongues swirled like a pair of tango dancers. 

They felt each other, tasted each other, expressed their affection and desire for each other.

They kept going until Veronica's tongue went numb from kissing. Arthur gave her a light bite on her lower lip before finally letting her go. The two of them panted heavily as they stared at each other with hunger in their eyes. 

Arthur stared at her mesmerized face and proposed a plan, "Shall we head to the bed?" 

Veronica's eyes grew big, and she pushed him away.

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"I kissed my wife."

"…"

"It felt so good."

"…"

"I want to do her."

"Well, go ahead and do her if you want. Why are you bothering me when I am trying to work?" Ovior snapped at his friend.

Every time he focused on his work, Arthur would come and share his love story with him. It always ruined Ovior's mood, and he could hardly concentrate later on.

He was fuming. 'I don't have any experience in love life. Why does this bastard keep coming to me? There is no way he is here for advice. It must be he is trying to add some salt on my wound.' He gritted his teeth. 'Just you wait until I get a girlfriend. I will see how you can show off after that!'

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After that incident in the training ground, Arthur kept more distant from female magicians. If someone tried to make a pass at him, he would move away or shove that woman. Afterward, he would quickly scan his surroundings, checking if his wife saw this or not.

One day, Arthur was talking to Veronica and Ironin on the first floor. They were talking about the fake Arthur incident.

While they were at it, Veronica asked her husband, "Any news about Zinnia? She went to Utahill to look for Max, didn't she? I hope she comes back safely."

"We couldn't get any news of her. We can only guess she is inside the Holy City. She can't use magic there," Arthur mentioned.

"Shouldn't we send someone to check up on her? I'm worried that something will happen to her. I don't trust Max." Veronica clenched her fist.

Arthur patted her back to assure her. "You are worrying too much. This is nothing for our missions. There are times when we don't talk to each other for months even if we come face to face. During missions, we have to be careful not to expose ourselves. And this time, she has gone for two weeks."

Even so, Veronica couldn't brush away her concern. "But we already know about Max's whereabouts. Her only mission was to capture her. I'm worried that she was the one who got captured. We don't even know who the enemy is."

"It's true that she is taking more time than she was supposed to," Arthur admitted. "However, sending her an aid will blow her cover. She isn't as weak as you think. She nailed many missions with her skills. She can kill people mercilessly. If something were to happen, she can manage."

"Or, maybe she is trying to get bigger fish," Ironin remarked.

"That is possible too." Arthur nodded with a solemn expression. "We will wait another week. If she still doesn't come, we will send Felix."

"That would be great," Veronica stated. She was depressed. "If I didn't believe in people so easily, this wouldn't happen.. Everything is my fault."