Chapter 1693 - 235 - The Country Bumpkin Goes to the Capital (3)

"I don't know... I mean, like I've said before, I've never really done anything like that, so there's a chance I might disappoint you, Darling," she said, sounding genuinely uncertain about whether she could live up to what I was asking from her.

"I don't think you will," I told her. "There's nothing you could do that would make me disappointed in you. If you've done something that makes you think I'm going to be disappointed, then it's something you don't need to keep worrying about. You don't have to sit there thinking about every possible way things could go wrong before you've even tried. Of course, you might think that means I have absolutely no expectations of you, but that's not what I'm saying. I'm telling you that it'll be alright, and if there's something you genuinely can't do on your own, then I'll help you with it instead of expecting you to figure everything out by yourself."

She stared at me quietly for a moment, apparently thinking over everything I'd just said, and honestly, I couldn't blame her for being hesitant when I was basically asking her to step into something she had never experienced before.

At the same time, I couldn't help feeling a little guilty about putting her in this position, especially when I knew she was probably more nervous about it than she wanted to admit.

Still, she seemed like the person who was best suited for the role I had in mind, and considering everything that needed to be done, having someone like her involved would probably make things considerably easier for everyone.

"I will... try it," she finally said, her voice still carrying some hesitation, although she sounded much more willing than she had a moment ago.

Well, I was glad that she'd finally come around to the idea, because having her agree to it was honestly more reassuring than I expected it to be.

She would definitely be someone who could make a good governor for Lerbia, especially considering the way she carried herself and the fact that she seemed willing to take responsibility instead of simply running away whenever something became difficult.

"Thank you," I said sincerely, giving her a small smile so she would know that I wasn't taking her decision for granted.

"B-By the way, is that something you only want to ask me for?" she asked after a short pause, sounding nervous as she carefully chose her words.

I looked at her for a moment before answering, and I quickly noticed just how hard she was blushing while waiting for my response.

Her cheeks had become noticeably red, and the embarrassed expression on her face somehow made her look even more beautiful than usual.

Honestly, she really was beautiful when she was like this.

I mean, she was already attractive enough under normal circumstances, but seeing her become this flustered gave her an entirely different kind of charm that was difficult to ignore.

If someone had told me that she was merely the daughter of a farmer, I probably wouldn't have believed them without some serious convincing.

She had blonde hair that suited her surprisingly well, along with an incredibly busty figure that made her look more like someone born into nobility than someone raised on a farm.

If someone had introduced her to me as a princess, I probably wouldn't have questioned the claim at all, because she had exactly the kind of appearance that made the title seem perfectly believable.

She really looked that good, to be honest, and I wasn't even exaggerating for the sake of making her sound more attractive than she actually was.

That was simply how she looked.

It was almost unfair, really, because she had the kind of appearance that could make people stare without even realizing they were doing it.

Honestly, that was probably why my first impression of her had been that she was some sort of princess, even before I knew anything about her background.

"Nope. Of course not," I finally answered her. "It's been a while, after all, and I don't think I'd pass up the opportunity to spend a night with you when you've practically come all this way to see me."

She immediately became even more embarrassed after hearing that, and judging from the way she lowered her gaze, I could tell that my answer had landed exactly where I expected it to.

"M-Me too..." she eventually admitted, her voice becoming noticeably quieter as she continued. "After that first time, I haven't been able to forget your touch. I-I want it in me."

"But you just got here, though," I reminded her while looking at her carefully. "Are you really sure you don't want to rest first? You've traveled all the way here, so I'd rather you take some time to recover instead of forcing yourself to do something immediately."

"I don't mind skipping the rest for now," she replied while looking back at me. "I can just... rest in your arms later, if that's alright with you."

The way she said that made her intentions pretty obvious, and I had to admit that she sounded incredibly horny despite how embarrassed she was trying to act.

Her face remained bright red, yet she didn't seem particularly interested in hiding what she wanted anymore.

She kept pressing her thighs together while looking at me, and the small gestures she was making were subtle enough to pretend they meant nothing while also being obvious enough that I would have to be an idiot to misunderstand them.

I wasn't exactly an idiot, thankfully.

At least, I liked to think I wasn't.

I stood up from my seat and walked around the table toward her, watching as she followed my movements with an expectant expression that made it pretty clear she was waiting to see what I would do next.

I reached out and took her hand, holding it gently for a moment while she continued looking at me with a face that practically told me she was expecting something.

I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, giving her enough time to react instead of simply catching her completely off guard.

She didn't pull away, of course, and instead allowed me to kiss her while staying close to me.