The surviving princess {Liskook}

Chapter 46

“Even after you recover, if you’re not ready, you can use contraception. Usually, it’s more effective for women to take something, but men can also drink a decoction made from Wagali tree roots.”

“But why did you discreetly ask the maids about it? Is it embarrassing?”

“Well, it’s just that… In families like these, having an heir is very important.”

“The heir is Jungkook. Jungkook is the important one.”

“No, that’s not it. I mean…”

As Gella hesitated, Lisa spoke with a serious expression, “Gella, if you don’t explain everything properly, I’ll never understand. So you need to tell me everything, completely.”

With that, Gella had no choice but to explain everything. She talked about how things usually worked in noble families, the importance of heirs, and even the significance of legitimacy.

“If I can’t have an heir, my position becomes weaker…”

Lisa, staring blankly into space, lowered her head to look at her fingertips.

Sitting in the bath for too long had made her skin pruney. Staring at the wrinkled, unsightly appearance, Lisa closed her eyes weakly.

“Do I even have a position to speak of?”

She had tried to ignore it, pretending not to know, but the reality was clear to everyone. Just closing her eyes wouldn’t make it go away.

***

Jungkook woke to the sound of heavy rain pounding from afar. The storm hammered from all directions, accompanied by the rumbling sound of thunder.

How is the situation at the barracks? What about the wounded soldiers? His mind’s blank. He hastily tried to get up but felt the soft texture of the blanket and let out a sigh of relief.

After rolling through battlefields for over ten years, it was unavoidable. He thought as he rubbed his dry face with his hand.

Every night, he would check the weather for the next day by looking at the sky. Yet, only a few months after the war ended, he no longer looked up at the night sky.

When was the last time he saw the constellations? His mind, which was wandering aimlessly, eventually reached the thought of the wife he met a few months ago.

Turning his head to the side, he saw Lisa lying still and sleeping soundly. He recalled how she had once mentioned hating rainy days. Perhaps it would be better to close the curtains more tightly. While he was looking at the window, lightning flashed, heralding another thunderclap.

Jungkook got up and headed for the balcony. He firmly closed the thick curtains before returning to bed.

He could hear no sound of breathing beside him. Assuming Lisa was in a deep sleep, he tried to fall back asleep as well, but a sense of unease lingered.

Jungkook rose again to check beside him. Lisa lay on her back with the blanket pulled up to her mouth.

The sight seemed even more unusual. He hurriedly got up and turned on the light. His wife, when she truly slept, always curled up protectively and only slept lightly.

“Lisa…?”

Lighting the candlestick on the nightstand, he finally saw her condition clearly. Lisa was drenched in cold sweat, shivering violently.

Jungkook reached out and pulled her into his arms. Her cold body was stiff.

“Lisa, Lisa!”

Lisa struggled to open her eyes, saw Jungkook’s face, and then lost consciousness.