Reborn As Noble Chapter 1231: The Ritual That Binds ( 1231 )

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Previously on Reborn As Noble...
Liana and Mimi shared a relaxing hot bath, with Mimi playfully snuggling against her despite Liana's protests. Gloria and Felicia soon joined after undressing, teasing each other about their husband's intense stamina from the previous night and Delya's ongoing time with him. As they soaked together, Gloria pulled Felicia close for co-wife bonding, then began to question Liana.

A pensive smile appeared on Gloria's face. "You don’t mind our Young Master adding more future wives?"

"I don’t know." Liana looked upward, her eyes far away. "Besides, she’s the second girl who fell for Javier. It’s not like I can stop fate."

"Arara~ Where’s the overly jealous Liana I knew before? Hmm?"

Liana let out a soft chuckle. "No woman is free from jealousy. But jealousy without reason is just insecurity. I trust Young Master. I trust his judgment. And I trust that he won’t let anyone into our family who doesn’t truly belong. So... if she becomes one of us, it’s because she’s meant to be. And if she’s meant to be, then I’ll accept her. Jealousy won’t change that."

Her eyes drifted to the ceiling as a gentle smile formed.

"Young Master isn’t just taking wives for pleasure or status. He cares for them, protects them, and gives them a place to belong. And... I’ve seen how much he’s changed, how much he’s grown. My love for him isn’t about keeping him to myself anymore. It’s about being part of his life, his world, and supporting him in building something greater."

She gazed at each one before tenderly fiddling with Mimi’s ear.

"And I’ve learned that his love isn’t a cup that empties. It’s a spring that overflows. There’s enough for all of us, even if more come."

A slight smirk crossed her lips.

"Besides, when it comes to sex, I don’t think there’s a problem at all. Just look at us last night~ Adding one or two more won’t change that."

Liana narrowed her eyes, reverting to her typical stern look.

"But I won’t accept just any random girl into our family. Any future wife must be like us, willing to share, to support, and to stand together. She must understand that jealousy and pettiness have no place here. She must be someone who can truly become part of us, never put themselves above the family."

Her stare grew intense.

"She must understand that Young Master’s heart is vast, but his trust is earned. Or she won’t be accepted into our circle. And she certainly won’t find a place in Young Master’s heart."

With a smile, Liana turned her gaze to Gloria and Felicia, her features relaxing amid the calming warm waters.

"You all remember what Lady Mother said before?"

Gloria's smile grew tender. "Ah~ About the Elyria Dance~ Right?"

Felicia nodded, her tail moving softly through the water. "I still remember it."

Liana reclined and let out a breath. "Anyone who wants to be part of our circle, and part of Young Master’s love, must be accepted by all of us, me, Gloria, Felicia, Delya, and Mimi. And the final decision rests with me, as the First Wife."

Gloria’s smile widened further. "Mm... It’s more than just acceptance. She must perform the Elyria Dance, the ritual that binds her heart solely to him and his to hers, weaving her love into the tapestry of our family. Without it, her love won’t be anchored to him, and the strength of our bond as co-wives won’t fully form."

Liana nodded solemnly. "The Elyria Dance isn’t just a tradition. It’s a covenant. It ensures that her love is true, selfless, and eternal, that she’s willing to share him and stand beside us, not against us. Without it... her place in his heart would be fragile, and her connection to our family would remain unsealed."

As bath steam swirled around them, Liana nodded with a reflective expression.

"And Lady Mother mentioned... the limit is seven. After that, Young Master’s heart will be complete, closed to others. His love will be whole, distributed among those he has chosen, and he will no longer seek another."

"Ah~" Gloria's soft smile lingered as her fingers continued teasing Felicia’s cat ear. "I still remember Lady Mother explaining that. Even our King, Young Master’s father, is also limited to seven, right?"

"Mm... But..." Liana pressed a finger to her lips, staring off distantly. "It’s still only five, right? Lady Mother, Lady Garcinia; Lady Penelope; Lady Eriditih; and our aunt, Queen Mylezra. I wonder who the other two were..."

Leaning back with a light shrug, Liana exhaled. "Well... that’s not our concern."

"True." Gloria offered a gentle smile, reclining while softly toying with Felicia’s ear. "So... does this mean Gracelle will be part of Young Master’s harem?"

A faint smile touched Liana's lips. "I don’t know. Only time will tell. Besides, Young Master hasn’t said anything. But..." Her voice dropped, face softening. "You’re not forgetting something, are you? Young Master cried when he found out about Gracelle’s condition before, right?"

"Mm... I still remember... It was the first time we witnessed him shedding tears." Gloria lifted her eyes toward the ceiling, her face shadowed with gravity. "We caught sight of what we weren't supposed to see. Luckily, Buddy shielded him using his wings. Our King ensured he remained oblivious to our distant gaze."

"Mm... Let's make it our little secret," Liana murmured softly yet resolutely. "Nobody should mention it or question him about it. That instant belonged solely to him."

Liana's smile bloomed gently as her features relaxed, her eyes sweeping over the group. "Well... We've chatted quite a bit, and this steaming bath has held us long enough."

Gloria grinned, dipping her head to meet Liana's gaze. "Mm... Time to get out, I suppose."

"And attend to our husband," Liana chimed in with a tender smile.

Right before rising, her attention caught on something unexpected.

Mimi had dozed off, her head tilted sideways, a thin line of drool trickling from her mouth into the steaming water.

Liana squinted and lifted her hand, landing a firm smack on Mimi's crown.

"No sleeping in the bath!!!"

"Nyaaaa!! Eeeeppp!!!" Mimi sprang alert, clutching her head with both hands while rubbing the sore area, her mouth forming a sulky pout as she peered up at Liana, now on her feet. "Nyaa! That stung!"

Gloria and Felicia glided out of the tub with elegance, grabbing the plush towels draped close by. Gloria released a light, playful chuckle while starting to pat herself dry.

Liana set her hands on her waist, staring sternly at Mimi. "Dropping off in a hot bath is dangerous! You might sink below the surface or get too hot!"

"Mou!" Mimi rose gradually, continuing to massage her head. "It felt way too cozy..."

"Cozy or not, you can't nap in the tub!" Liana snapped with edge.

( End Of Chapter )