Chapter 75: Too lazy to find a title (1/2)

”Let's have a date.”

This phrase repeated many times in Medea's mind before she finally grasped the meaning of his words and began to blush heavily. Her face was already on the verge of boiling because of the heat.

”A-a date!?”

Sol smiled at how cute she was acting as he nodded. Sometimes he tended to forget that she was older than even the first generation of the Luxuria family. He had to admit that the gap was truly delightful.

”Indeed. I only have to go visit the Highland family tonight. Before that, I am totally free.”

Looking at the time, it was still the afternoon. Noon just went past. He had far more than enough time to have a good outing with Medea and give her some beautiful memories. What's more, this time he already knew most of the beautiful places of the capital suitable for a date.

”So, what do you think? Or, perhaps you don't want to?”

”Of course I want to!”

Feeling a hint of disappointment in his voice, she desperately tried to placate him.

Seeing her frantic like that, Sol felt a little bit guilty. He had just tried to joke around with her when he acted as if disappointed. He never thought that she would have such an intense reaction.

At the same time, he couldn't help but understand how Jupiter managed to so easily manipulate someone as smart as her.

Medea was the kind of woman who, once in love, devoted her everything to her lover. If seen in a good way, she was a devoted and loyal partner. But from a more sarcastic point of view, it just means she was the kind of woman who would spoil rotten her husband and make him a useless scumbag.

'I have to be careful about this.'

”Then why don't…”

”Wait!”

He was interrupted by Freya.

”Hum… Is there a problem?”

”Oh. I don't really want to disturb you guys. But I think that it is better to push it to tomorrow morning after your visit ends.”

”...Could I know why?”

”For one. I think you are going too fast. She just left her prison. Give her some time to think at least. Also, while the clothes she is wearing are extremely beautiful, I don't think they are suitable for a date. What do you think?”

Sol observed Medea's dress in silence and had to accept it. He had forgotten about it since he was so used to seeing her in it, but even at first glance, it was clear for anyone to see that this dress wasn't the kind of thing anyone could wear.

He also remembered having never seen her wearing anything other than this dress.

Laughing a little, he asked Medea, ”What do you think?”

Clasping her cheeks, she continued, ”I think this is a splendid idea. There's no need to worry.”

Sol didn't insist on that. Be it today or tomorrow, the most important information was that he had obtained her ascent.

Under the puzzled glance of those two, he began to walk toward the end of the bed and took a beautiful tiny olden bell suspended on the wall of the room and he shook it with quite some strength. Despite the absence of sound, a few seconds later, three gentle knocks could be heard from the other side of the door.

”Your highness.”

The one who entered was a tall and slim woman wearing the maid uniform with a tanned skin. From a first look, she looked like a young girl, but the steadiness and aura of calm she showed was not something a teen could show normally.

”Medea, Freya, let me present you Alice. A dark elf, she is also an extremely skilled tailor and is the one who works on the different clothes I wear with the help of Milia.”

Alice, at the mention of her name, simply bowed in acknowledgments to Medea and Freya. Despite how polite she was, it was easy to feel a sort of deep pride in her.

Alice was one of the first maids with whom he had a sexual relationship. She was usually a quiet and confident girl, but her cold expression would completely melt once they went to bed together.

Sol always avoided having a one-one session with any maid other than Milia. The world of women was one cold and unforgiving place where the social place could be easily inferred.

As the head maid and his first woman, Milia's power over the maids both old and new was as high as ever. Still, if he ever had a one-on-one session with another maid, this situation would spark confusion in the food chain. The maid in question would become 'special' and even without any official post, she would get preferential treatment.

Even now, all the maids with whom he had sex were already considered to be at a level higher than the normal maids.

'Still, I need to choose a personal maid.'

It was an issue he had to deal with sooner or later. Not just a personal maid. He also had to have his own personal guards and servants. Those people would become his hand and his representatives once he became a king.