Kissing Dane had always been passionate and heated. For the past three years, he had been busy kissing Eve to sate his own excitement, and Eve would tremble from the unfulfilled desire that lingered after his kisses.
But today was different. His lips gently covered hers, his soft breath soothing her instead of fueling any fire, and his hands caressed her face tenderly rather than wandering over her body. It was a kiss full of warmth and kindness, something that comforted Eve.
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After calming down, regret began to wash over her. No matter how caught up in the moment she had been, no matter how disheartened she felt, this wasn't right. Seeing Dane smiling at her as if to say it was alright made her feel even worse. Eve, trying to steer the conversation away from her emotions, spoke up.
"I saw something similar to this dagger at the duchy."
"What was it like?"
Eve tried to recall. She hadn't thought much of it at the time, so her memories of the event were fuzzy.
"It looked just like this. A plain white dagger. The young duke showed interest in it and even asked the servant when it had been brought in."
"I heard from the servants that Aeshath had a bit of a dispute with someone over one of her belongings. Was it this dagger?"
Eve gestured to the white dagger inside the box. "You think that's why she was interested in it?"
"Yes."
Eve gazed at the dagger, which still didn't feel particularly special, and asked, "What do you plan to do with it?"
Dane's expression darkened, and he shook his head. "I'm not sure. I don't know what to do. There were some additional records of the Hound family, but when I went to retrieve them, Azazel had already burned everything. I'll have to keep searching for more about the dagger."
After a moment of silence, Eve hesitated before proposing another possibility. "...What if we asked Aeshath for help?"
"What?"
There was one person who might know how to use the dagger: Aeshath, the owner of the other one.
"If she's on Azazel's side, why would she need the dagger? Azazel doesn't seem too keen on it."
Dane quickly countered Eve's suggestion. "She could be trying to protect Azazel with it."
"Maybe. But... didn't she give you the quill? That was to protect you, wasn't it?"
Dane sighed and ruffled his hair in frustration. "The truth is, the day you came to visit me, I received a letter from Aeshath. She seems to have a lot of questions and suggested we meet to talk."
"Then doesn't it make even more sense to meet with her?"
But Dane didn't seem convinced. "I'll investigate further. You should step back from this, Eve."
"...What?"
"I told you everything because I wanted you to understand how dangerous this is."
"You speak as if you're not in danger yourself."
Just like Eve, Dane was also in danger.
"I am in danger. But I can't run away. My family is trapped. You, on the other hand, got involved because of me."
His words weren't hard to understand. Eve asked him once more, "So now you want me to leave the capital and return to my hometown?"
"...Yes."
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I Became My Son's First Love
RomanceEve Jenna, a poor rural noblewoman who had only beauty and a sense of reality, becomes the fourth Countess of the Hound County, aiming for the monthly cost of maintaining noble dignity. In the third year of her marriage, which was full of stability...