SUMIRE
Grace's pauses. "I know the lord wants children, but he shouldn't keep you up so late when you have a weak constitution."
Sumire's cheeks coloured immediately, understanding how misleading her words sounded. Right, of course that is what it sounds like. After all, she is supposedly Lucifer's wife.
Before she could open her mouth she heard sniggers.
"Did you hear that? She can't even keep up with Lucifer-sama's stamina."
"I don't know where this girl even came from."
"Does she really think she is his wife? She is just another toy, he will toss her away sooner or later."
This isn't the first time she is hearing such comments. One of the reasons why she was so reluctant to believe that she was Lucifers wife was due to the amount of females in this household who seem to undress him with their eyes everytime they see him.
"I mean, it wasn't too long ago where he was moaning my name while he was inside me. So, I doubt this one is special."
At those words Sumire snapped the pen in her hand. While she may not remember her feelings for Lucifer. She understands that they must have had a special relationship. So, hearing about him being with other women? She is seething with rage.
Grace rolled her eyes. "Oh please, the Lord has never given them the time of day-" Her friend scans her expression. "Sumire?"
The blonde haired woman giggled. "Right? Where was this so called wife, when he had me bent against his office desk and was fucking me hard."
Before she could stand up and confront the women, Grace raised her hand and the path was blocked by several bookcases filled with books. Sumire turns to her friend livid but Grace shakes her head.
"I told you before Sumire. You will find many women in this place who are after the Lord."
"But, those stories-"
"I am not privy to the Lord's affairs like most women are in this place, since I'm not interested in him that way. However, as your friend I will tell you what I know." Grace trailed off. "The lord has had many women in his bed."
Sumire paused. "Was this after our marriage?"
"To be honest with you, Sumire. Until you showed up three weeks ago, nobody here even knew about you. At least not in the section of the manor where I have been working. But, I am aware that he had someone special. The wing of the manor where you are staying? He has never let anybody there before. It wouldn't be a surprise if he kept you away from the public because he was worried others would harm you."
Sumire frowned. Her friend's explanation does make sense. Lucifer has given her strict instructions on how long she can remain outside. If he is the leader of a criminal syndicate, naturally he has many enemies. But there are too many blanks that she needs to fill.
"If you are feeling jealous, I suppose it's good. You're probably on the right track to regaining your memories."
Sumire sighed again and slumped her face on the desk. "I really want to get it back quickly. It would make hearing these stories better. If they are simply events that happened before he started courting me, then it would be okay."
Grace shakes her head. "I doubt you will ever be okay hearing the stories of the Lord laying with other women. You're definitely the possessive type."
Sumire grumbled and picked up one of the books on the stack Grace had placed on the table. "Are these more about my abilities?"
"Yes, but there are also history books on where the nature of our abilities come from. I think it would do you some good to know how things started." Grace trailed off. "I hope you have been seeing the healer, you really are looking pale."
"I was seeing the healer, until I learned about her close relationship with my husband."
Grace sighed. "I suppose I should have warned you about that one."
"Is there anyone in this manor he hasn't touched?" Sumire said bitterly.
She understands that she and Lucifer separated for a while due to a misunderstanding. But, how many women did he see in that time frame? Isn't it too much? If only she remembered what they fought about. Hearing all these stories makes her think that he didn't even want to get back together with her.
Sumire shakes her head. She can't have those thoughts. If Lucifer truly doesn't care about her, then there would have been no need for him to search for her. He wouldn't have bothered saving her. According to Lucifer, she hid herself away after their disagreement and he searched for for a year and a half. He finally found a lead, and when he did-
'I sensed your heart stop, and I didn't know what to do. I thought even if it was too late, I still needed to see you-' Sumire recalled how broken he looked when he said those words.
Grace patted her shoulder. "There is no need for you to worry. The Lord is definitely smitten with you. Imagine my surprise when he came to the library, demanding if there was any way to put a heart back in a body without damage to their life force,"
"You helped me."
Grace nodded. "Yes, but even if I knew the procedure. Most people die before the procedure ends, since they have lost too much blood. It seems the Lord mixed his blood with yours to sustain you, and well your blood is special."
"I really could have died."
It still feels strange for her to admit that.
Grace sighed deeply. "When the Lord explained the circumstances that lead to you getting severely hurt. I was really surprised. Nobody has ever encountered beasts like those and survived, and yet you managed to take down several. Memories or not. There is no doubt that you are very powerful. So don't waste your time on being jealous of those insignificant women. You are the lady of this manor, and the Lord's Queen."
A Queen, a lady. None of those feel like her at all. But she does appreciate her friend's words. Grace is trying to tell her that she isn't weak, and she truly appreciates those words.
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