Our Summer Isn't Over Yet - Chapter 31 (R19)
The basis was simple and clear. Jose was originally crazy about Mia and would do anything to have her. If a trap was set appropriately to lure him, he could be caught without much difficulty. The thought of telling Dylan this fact vanished in an instant.
“Mia, cherish yourself.” “Because you are beautiful and precious.” “For my sake, okay?”
Had she been assimilated by Dylan, who spoke ticklish words with a blunt face? Useless thoughts increased. It was a concern she wouldn’t normally have.
If she caught Jose, Dylan might send her back to her hometown faster than the promised deadline. It was clear that she could then focus more on finding her parents’ remains, but for some reason, Mia didn’t readily think she should do it that way.
“Let’s wait and see first.”
After taking a few short, deep breaths, a sharp phone rang out. Mia, clearing her throat, picked up the receiver.
“I’ve been fully informed of the situation by Lord Aaron.” A calm voice echoed in the office. “I’ll oversee and manage the situation from the capital.”
Perhaps there was no need to think so seriously about it. People don’t pay attention to someone for as long as you think. Even if excessive attention is poured out, another rumor or stimulus can be created to cover it up.
“If rumors start to spread, I’ll provide bigger gossip to attract people’s attention.”
The call was definitely connected, but no words were heard from Dylan. Judging by the short sighs that pierced the receiver from time to time, it seemed he was listening.
After a moment of static scratching her ear, Dylan finally spoke.
-Are you alright?
For words that had been pondered for so long, they didn’t contain much meaning or significance.
“I’m fine. It seems like you’ll be a bit troubled. You wanted to come back quickly, but the schedule has been disrupted.”
-Your voice is hoarse. “I think it’s because I’m a little tired from attending the tea party today.”
For some reason, she felt as if Dylan was sitting right in front of her, reading her expression.
“If I had received the news without knowing anything, I would have been surprised, but I’m glad you sent Lord Aaron quickly.”
Mia’s pupils wandered in the air. She tried to fathom Dylan’s unspoken thoughts. He probably disliked that such a worrying situation had arisen again in Hippolia, which was finally finding peace.
“Dylan, don’t worry. I don’t want Hippolia, which you wanted to protect, to be thrown into chaos either.”
Even though she added words of comfort, Dylan only sighed. When even that stopped, silence followed. Mia found this situation quite overwhelming. After coughing a few times, a subdued voice was heard from the other side of the receiver.
-Mia.
The way her name rolled slowly off his tongue was pleasant to hear.
-I am worried about you.
At the unexpected words, Mia froze without being able to answer. Unfazed by her reaction, Dylan continued.
-I will be going to the capital soon to apply for reinstatement. So until then, please wait just a little longer.
The call ended, and Mia, as always, tidied up and got up from her seat. After giving a brief greeting to Aaron, who was waiting in front, she returned to the annex and lit the incense as usual.
Only after staring at the flickering light did Mia realize that she hadn’t given any answer to Dylan’s words. At the same time, she recognized that he was worried about Mia herself, not about his country.
“Worried, he is.”
As if uttering an unfamiliar word, Mia moved her lips for a while.
“He was worried.”
For some reason, her insides felt ticklish and hot, as if burned. Mia’s gaze turned to the window as she repeatedly mulled over Dylan’s words. She saw herself smiling. It was a smile that was no different from usual, but somehow it looked different.
Mia thought that perhaps this was the smile Dylan wanted to see. Useless thoughts, such as whether to show him this appearance when he came, piled up one by one.
The next day, an article stating that Mia was a ‘fake princess’ was published in a newspaper in the capital.
The initial reaction to the publication was insignificant. However, the rumors that had flowed out of Rhodia added flesh to it, and it began to spread throughout Hippolia by word of mouth.
It took only three days for the rumor to spread to small rural villages. After the rumor had spread completely, there was a wave in aristocratic society, but everyone thought this:
Someone must have done this to slander ‘Seydimia,’ who was the princess of Murad. Most dismissed it as gossip and pitied Mia, who was caught up in this controversy.
“Madam, are you reading the newspaper again?”
Aaron, who visited Mia’s office early in the morning, asked with a worried look.
“Well, a new newspaper comes out every day.”
Mia deliberately didn’t show any particular actions until the situation was ripe. If she started to control things too early, even people who hadn’t paid much attention might start to pay attention for no reason.
Besides, the Hippolian royal family was appropriately controlling and watching the situation, so the atmosphere in the capital was not too bad.
“Still, the number of places where articles were published has decreased compared to yesterday.”
Newspaper companies that had sprung up like mushrooms in the war tried to produce sensational articles, but they didn’t receive much attention.
It was largely thanks to the fact that the social circles defended Mia and gathered opinions not to consume such fake news.
“Everyone seems to have judged that these rumors started to spread because the Murad royal family has not yet been executed.”
It was not a good timing for Jose, who probably led this rumor. It was fortunate for Mia.
It was passing by like a small commotion, but she couldn’t let her guard down until the end.
“It would be good to attend the royal banquet tomorrow and root out these rumors. Thank you for your hard work over the past three days, Lord Aaron.”
“No, I’m just worried that Madam might be upset.”
“Are you returning to Rhodia then?”
“No, I think I’ll be waiting for His Excellency’s orders at the official residence.”
“I see, have you been in contact with Dylan?”
She hadn’t been in contact with him for the past three days. It was natural because they had to fulfill their roles in their respective positions.
Nevertheless, she couldn’t help but worry whenever she thought of him from time to time. Mia, who finished the conversation by adding that she had said unnecessary words to Aaron, who was shaking his head, got up from her seat.
“Then, Lord Aaron, please pay attention to the rumors for a few more days.”
“Yes, I will check carefully.”
Mia, who passed Aaron, grabbed the doorknob of the office and opened the door. A fresh scent rushed to the tip of her nose.
When she slowly raised her head, Dylan, whom she was seeing for the first time in half a month, was standing in front of her. Mia blinked her eyes several times, doubting that she was seeing correctly.
Was she dreaming while standing? She couldn’t help but think that. It was because she had been having dreams about Dylan instead of nightmares for the past few days. Most of the dreams were embarrassing to say out loud.
‘Mia, why are you trying to run away when you like it this much?’ ‘This is not allowed.’ ‘It is allowed.’
It was the same last night. Dylan, who had been sucking on her swollen vulva, was vivid. The corners of his mouth, wearing a chilly smile, were glistening with the fluids she had shed.
‘Ah, stop it now.’ ‘Should I put it in?’ ‘Ugh!’
Dylan kissed her clitoris. While she was trembling at the unfamiliar sensation, he spread Mia’s legs and smiled. Showing his teeth.
Since she had never actually seen him smile like that, Mia immediately realized it was a dream. At the same time, she woke up from the dream. As soon as she recognized her soaked underwear, Mia fell into a slight sense of self-disgust.
That was what happened this morning. Even when she blinked her eyes again, the opponent in front of her did not disappear. Mia reached out and stroked his cheek, carefully calling his name.
“Dil, lan?”
Her fingers slowly came down along his jawline. Dylan answered her call.
“I missed you.”
All the moving muscles were felt at her fingertips. At the same time as realizing that fact, she felt a twisting sensation from her stomach. Mia, who was staring at his subtly moving lips, finally realized that this was not a hallucination or a dream.
The basis was simple and clear. Jose was originally crazy about Mia and would do anything to have her. If a trap was set appropriately to lure him, he could be caught without much difficulty. The thought of telling Dylan this fact vanished in an instant.
“Mia, cherish yourself.” “Because you are beautiful and precious.” “For my sake, okay?”
Had she been assimilated by Dylan, who spoke ticklish words with a blunt face? Useless thoughts increased. It was a concern she wouldn’t normally have.
If she caught Jose, Dylan might send her back to her hometown faster than the promised deadline. It was clear that she could then focus more on finding her parents’ remains, but for some reason, Mia didn’t readily think she should do it that way.
“Let’s wait and see first.”
After taking a few short, deep breaths, a sharp phone rang out. Mia, clearing her throat, picked up the receiver.
“I’ve been fully informed of the situation by Lord Aaron.” A calm voice echoed in the office. “I’ll oversee and manage the situation from the capital.”
Perhaps there was no need to think so seriously about it. People don’t pay attention to someone for as long as you think. Even if excessive attention is poured out, another rumor or stimulus can be created to cover it up.
“If rumors start to spread, I’ll provide bigger gossip to attract people’s attention.”
The call was definitely connected, but no words were heard from Dylan. Judging by the short sighs that pierced the receiver from time to time, it seemed he was listening.
After a moment of static scratching her ear, Dylan finally spoke.
-Are you alright?
For words that had been pondered for so long, they didn’t contain much meaning or significance.
“I’m fine. It seems like you’ll be a bit troubled. You wanted to come back quickly, but the schedule has been disrupted.”
-Your voice is hoarse. “I think it’s because I’m a little tired from attending the tea party today.”
For some reason, she felt as if Dylan was sitting right in front of her, reading her expression.
“If I had received the news without knowing anything, I would have been surprised, but I’m glad you sent Lord Aaron quickly.”
Mia’s pupils wandered in the air. She tried to fathom Dylan’s unspoken thoughts. He probably disliked that such a worrying situation had arisen again in Hippolia, which was finally finding peace.
“Dylan, don’t worry. I don’t want Hippolia, which you wanted to protect, to be thrown into chaos either.”
Even though she added words of comfort, Dylan only sighed. When even that stopped, silence followed. Mia found this situation quite overwhelming. After coughing a few times, a subdued voice was heard from the other side of the receiver.
-Mia.
The way her name rolled slowly off his tongue was pleasant to hear.
-I am worried about you.
At the unexpected words, Mia froze without being able to answer. Unfazed by her reaction, Dylan continued.
-I will be going to the capital soon to apply for reinstatement. So until then, please wait just a little longer.
The call ended, and Mia, as always, tidied up and got up from her seat. After giving a brief greeting to Aaron, who was waiting in front, she returned to the annex and lit the incense as usual.
Only after staring at the flickering light did Mia realize that she hadn’t given any answer to Dylan’s words. At the same time, she recognized that he was worried about Mia herself, not about his country.
“Worried, he is.”
As if uttering an unfamiliar word, Mia moved her lips for a while.
“He was worried.”
For some reason, her insides felt ticklish and hot, as if burned. Mia’s gaze turned to the window as she repeatedly mulled over Dylan’s words. She saw herself smiling. It was a smile that was no different from usual, but somehow it looked different.
Mia thought that perhaps this was the smile Dylan wanted to see. Useless thoughts, such as whether to show him this appearance when he came, piled up one by one.
The next day, an article stating that Mia was a ‘fake princess’ was published in a newspaper in the capital.
The initial reaction to the publication was insignificant. However, the rumors that had flowed out of Rhodia added flesh to it, and it began to spread throughout Hippolia by word of mouth.
It took only three days for the rumor to spread to small rural villages. After the rumor had spread completely, there was a wave in aristocratic society, but everyone thought this:
Someone must have done this to slander ‘Seydimia,’ who was the princess of Murad. Most dismissed it as gossip and pitied Mia, who was caught up in this controversy.
“Madam, are you reading the newspaper again?”
Aaron, who visited Mia’s office early in the morning, asked with a worried look.
“Well, a new newspaper comes out every day.”
Mia deliberately didn’t show any particular actions until the situation was ripe. If she started to control things too early, even people who hadn’t paid much attention might start to pay attention for no reason.
Besides, the Hippolian royal family was appropriately controlling and watching the situation, so the atmosphere in the capital was not too bad.
“Still, the number of places where articles were published has decreased compared to yesterday.”
Newspaper companies that had sprung up like mushrooms in the war tried to produce sensational articles, but they didn’t receive much attention.
It was largely thanks to the fact that the social circles defended Mia and gathered opinions not to consume such fake news.
“Everyone seems to have judged that these rumors started to spread because the Murad royal family has not yet been executed.”
It was not a good timing for Jose, who probably led this rumor. It was fortunate for Mia.
It was passing by like a small commotion, but she couldn’t let her guard down until the end.
“It would be good to attend the royal banquet tomorrow and root out these rumors. Thank you for your hard work over the past three days, Lord Aaron.”
“No, I’m just worried that Madam might be upset.”
“Are you returning to Rhodia then?”
“No, I think I’ll be waiting for His Excellency’s orders at the official residence.”
“I see, have you been in contact with Dylan?”
She hadn’t been in contact with him for the past three days. It was natural because they had to fulfill their roles in their respective positions.
Nevertheless, she couldn’t help but worry whenever she thought of him from time to time. Mia, who finished the conversation by adding that she had said unnecessary words to Aaron, who was shaking his head, got up from her seat.
“Then, Lord Aaron, please pay attention to the rumors for a few more days.”
“Yes, I will check carefully.”
Mia, who passed Aaron, grabbed the doorknob of the office and opened the door. A fresh scent rushed to the tip of her nose.
When she slowly raised her head, Dylan, whom she was seeing for the first time in half a month, was standing in front of her. Mia blinked her eyes several times, doubting that she was seeing correctly.
Was she dreaming while standing? She couldn’t help but think that. It was because she had been having dreams about Dylan instead of nightmares for the past few days. Most of the dreams were embarrassing to say out loud.
‘Mia, why are you trying to run away when you like it this much?’ ‘This is not allowed.’ ‘It is allowed.’
It was the same last night. Dylan, who had been sucking on her swollen vulva, was vivid. The corners of his mouth, wearing a chilly smile, were glistening with the fluids she had shed.
‘Ah, stop it now.’ ‘Should I put it in?’ ‘Ugh!’
Dylan kissed her clitoris. While she was trembling at the unfamiliar sensation, he spread Mia’s legs and smiled. Showing his teeth.
Since she had never actually seen him smile like that, Mia immediately realized it was a dream. At the same time, she woke up from the dream. As soon as she recognized her soaked underwear, Mia fell into a slight sense of self-disgust.
That was what happened this morning. Even when she blinked her eyes again, the opponent in front of her did not disappear. Mia reached out and stroked his cheek, carefully calling his name.
“Dil, lan?”
Her fingers slowly came down along his jawline. Dylan answered her call.
“I missed you.”
All the moving muscles were felt at her fingertips. At the same time as realizing that fact, she felt a twisting sensation from her stomach. Mia, who was staring at his subtly moving lips, finally realized that this was not a hallucination or a dream.
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