Vincent's reply made Vivienne rub her temples. "Are you trying to give mommy a headache again?"
"I am not." Vincent said and was about to reason, but stopped. "Forget it. There's many things I wish to tell you but you aren't ready for it yet. Let's just focus on the issue at hand, about James."
Not everything had to be rushed. It was just the first day.
Vincent got off the table and sat on a chair. He poured himself a cup of wine too and began drinking.
Eventually, whether it was the effect of the wine or the seriousness of the conversation, he was completely focused and did not have any lustful thoughts.
There were many things the two talked about and most of the opinion regarding the future plans came from Vivienne.
She devised a good plan and Vincent could barely point out errors within.
Vivienne also took this opportunity to brief him on politics and religion.
Regarding religion, there were five orthodox religions in the world—Church of Sun, Church of Life, Church of Death, Church of Forge, and Church of Tides.
The Morcian Theocracy and the Aurelian Empire majorly followed the Church of Sun.
In the Barony itself the majority were believers of the Sun God and went to church every Saturday for mass.
Religion played a major role in the world, especially the Sun Kingdom where even the royal family were believers of the Sun God.
Vivienne stated that Vincent could do anything and the people wouldn't bat an eye but if he were to say something blasphemous or go against the people's god, he would be heavily ostracized and then beaten.
This fact made him have a deeper understanding of the world in general followed by the people's mindset.
He had somehow transmigrated between a group of extremists. He had to be very careful and tread every step cautiously.
Vivienne then told him about the church's structure.
At the lowest level were the Deacons, then came the Priests, followed by the Bishops, Archbishops, Cardinals, and at last the Pope.
Being a Priest was already quite a high position as the status rivaled a Baron's.
The talks eventually shifted to James and lasted for a whole hour.
Having 'persuaded' her into accepting his opinion, Vivienne took Vincent's words into consideration and made the plans.
Eventually, Vivienne chased Vincent out of her room.
"Don't wander off from your fiancé's side. She'll only be here for seven days." She said and closed the door.
"Tsk." Vincent clicked his tongue. His mother didn't even give him his clothes. How heartless.
Behind the door, Vivienne smiled with exhaustion. Her boy was getting quite unruly and showing her emotions she hadn't seen before. Although it was an amusing sight, she felt she was old now and couldn't have the same energy levels as the youngsters.
His new memories made her feel like she became a mother again and had to deal with an energetic toddler.
Vivienne blew the candles off and went to bed, not thinking about the predicament related to the house anymore. It could wait until she had her beauty sleep.
…
Next day.
Vincent's morning started with him feeling a soft pressure against his body.
Opening his eyes, he saw a beautiful face that could only be seen in dreams. A pair of emerald eyes were staring at him intently as the owner of it, a beautiful young lady, lay her face on his chest.
"Did you have a good sleep, husband?"
Vincent almost died from the excessive love. Jasmine wasn't intentionally seducing him but her words were lethal, making his heart orgasm.
Vincent embraced her firmly and kissed her forehead. "I did. Did you sleep well?"
The words came out of his heart. He wasn't saying this as a formality but out of genuine love.
"Yes." Jasmine nodded, then pulled the blanket upwards, covering them. "Though it was a bit chilly at night and it feels cold even now."
Looking outside, Vincent could see mist covering the surroundings. Sunrise hadn't happened yet either. No wonder it felt cold.
He turned to Jasmine and put a strand of hair behind her ears. "It is indeed chilly. Shall we warm up?"
Jasmine stretched and snuggled in his embrace, as if purring like a lazy kitten. "I don't want to get up and go to the fireplace."
Vincent chuckled and said, "Who said anything about getting up?"
Jasmine was about to ask what he meant by that when she suddenly felt a pair of hands move down her back and give her buttocks a good squeeze.
"Mm~" her body honestly reacted to the touch. Her clear green eyes glanced at Vincent's and she asked, "Are we…"
"Yes. That's the best way to warm up and start the morning." Vincent lifted her gown and held her tender ass again.
His shaft rubbed against her warm pussy lips and teased her.
Jasmine's body was starting to heat up and her eyes turned hazy. In her eyes, she could only see Vincent. He surprisingly looked very handsome and she felt an instinctive urge to kiss.
A pair of supple lips pressed against his while a pair of bottom lips sandwiched his shaft.
Vincent skillfully moved his hips and guided the crown of his shaft inside Jasmine's pussy hole, stretching her as he slowly entered inside.
Jasmine let out a muffled moan and her walls spasmed around his shaft. The tightness did not allow him to pull out and sucked him back in.
Vincent made gentle strokes inside Jasmine's pussy, savoring every moment.
Jasmine was in ecstasy, rolling in pleasure.
Soon, the sweet and gentle passion started turning wild as they broke the kiss.
The two stared into each other's eyes as they descended into their carnal desires.
The position they were in tired out Vincent in just a minute. He turned to the side and put Jasmine down his chest, then held her thighs and raised her leg, thrusting into her sideways as she faced him.
This felt different from their first time. It was more pleasurable, more enjoyable.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~" Jasmine's moans rang like a sweet melody in Vincent's ears.
Vincent could see her nipples poking out of her gown. He lowered her strap and freed the bunnies from the cloth cage, only to devour one of them like a beast.
"Ahh… husband… no biting…"
Jasmine moaned as Vincent bit her nipple and grazed his dick repeatedly against her pussy walls.
The outsides were cold but she felt quite hot due to the exercise she was getting.
While the two had the time of their lives, indulging in morning activities like newlyweds, the door of the room suddenly opened up and a blonde maid walked in, pushing a wooden cart.
Jasmine was startled and tightened up harder, making Vincent grunt.
The two looked at Anastasia and the maid looked at them back.
Squelch… Squelch…
Anastasia's gaze shifted to the source of lewd sounds and she saw a meat rod's underside going in and out of a pair of beautiful pink folds.
It was spreading the opening of the young lady's pussy as it went in and out, and made wet sounds.
'Oh, they're performing a sacred act. I shouldn't have entered without knocking…'