8. Banquet (Thanks to Little Immortal Monk)
"Hoh hoh hoh..."
The mischievous Ghost Princess pounced at Maud.
Like a stuffed doll, she hung securely from Maud.
"Lord Maud, the banquet is about to begin."
Perona rested her chin lightly on Maud's shoulder, her eyes narrowing slightly. Like a cat basking in the afternoon sun, she looked utterly content.
"Then why aren't you getting down?"
Maud lowered his head and looked at Perona with a smile in his eyes.
He wore two Pure Gold rings engraved with names.
One bore Hancock's name, and the other bore Perona's.
This signified—
He had accepted Hancock and Perona's feelings, and had given them new identities.
"I'm not getting down!"
Perona muttered softly and hugged him even tighter.
If the banquet weren't about to begin...
She really wanted to hold Maud like this until dawn.
It absolutely wasn't because she treated Maud like a stuffed doll. She simply wanted to express her love for him this way.
Feeling the force Perona was exerting against him, Maud smiled helplessly but didn't ask her to get down again.
He was happy to see the lovers and companions by his side live as they pleased.
Doing whatever they wanted.
Not doing whatever they didn't want to do.
Without any restrictions, whether in action or thought, they could be as broad and free as the blue sky.
However—
There was one thing Maud needed to correct Perona on.
"You'll have to change how you address me."
After establishing a closer relationship, she naturally couldn't keep calling him "Lord."
"No."
Perona refused in a low voice while lightly kissing Maud's neck.
Her eyelids drooped, and affection shimmered in her eyes.
Maud let Perona rub the tip of her nose against his neck and shook his head slightly.
As for how