Melty would part with her mother to spend time with her half-brother. Mirellia would find herself alone in the confines of her study as the estate. Left alone to her own thoughts—to guilt and second guesses.
As mentioned before, Mirellia felt no inkling of regret for what she had done with Naofumi. She would not undo the passionate embraces which they had shared that had produced her son. He did, however, feel as though she had wronged her daughter in an egregious manner.
She distracted herself briefly with some matters of state but in her eagerness to distance herself mentally from the matter of Melty's grievance she inadvertently breezed through all the matters brought to her attention on that day.
Before long the Shield Hero would come to pay her a visit. His presence birthed a conflict of emotions: lust, regret, joy, lament, delight, and self-disgust.
She still loved Naofumi, she felt desire for him just as strongly as she had before Melty confronted her, but now there was guilt to hold that same yearning at bay
"Sir Naofumi." She met him at the center of the room, attempting to maintain a degree of decorum. Though the Shield Hero's presence did make the endeavor somewhat difficult given all they have done together and produced, she still made an attempt.
Naofumi quickly deduced her change in demeanor. "You okay, Mirellia?" leaning closer to get a more in depth look at her.
Mirellia was eventually brought to admit "My daughter knows of us."
"I see…" the shield hero was not entirely certain how to respond to that. It was certainly not ideal, a good deal of a problem. He doubted she would bring this to the attention of Trash—or, at least, he preferred to believe she would not. Thinking that she had some idea of what would be Hal's lot if her father was to have confirmation of the child's true paternity. Naofumi knew what he would do if Trash even thought of laying a hand on the child—the same thing he promised he would do if anything foul should befall Raphtalia or Filo: Trash would curse the day of his miserable birth. Melty would certainly hate him then.
"I fear I may need to renounce our deeds and love, Sir Naofumi."
"Mirellia…" Naofumi said lowly before leaning closer to kiss her lips. Differently than usual. It was passionate, but more tender than when they typically kissed in the throws of passion. Holding her close to him. Embracing her with more care, as if they were not merely lovers but a loving couple.
She allowed herself to give in once more. Kissing Naofumi back.
"I don't want to let you go." He told her in a whisper. "I don't want you to return to Trash." Stroking her thigh then caressing one of her legs.
Mirellia's eyes widened at his admission "My love…" She knew how he felt towards her—or at the very least suspect there was more than just mere lust in his heart directed toward her—but to hear it said aloud from her lover was a surprise and cause for her to lose any doubt. Grabbing him by the collar to force him back to close proximity so they could once again kiss. As they osculated, Naofumi pressed her against the nearby wall, his hand trembling with excitement as it gripped one of her knees.
Tearing away at their clothes, the Shield Hero told her "I never want to let go of you, I want to do this with you forever." Before latching his lips onto her breast. Meaning every word.
"Sir Naofumi…I love you, your passion, your yearning." Mirellia told him back as he lifted her up to become one with her once again. Watching him suckle at her breats and ravage her once more. Wrapping her limbs around him, she told him "I wish for us to make love until I am barren."
Naofumi thrust hard into her, wanting to show how passionately he felt toward her. "We will. I'm going to make you a mother a fourth time, if I can."
"Yes…yes…do not hold back."
Bringing her to the floor, Naofumi did not have any notion of restraining himself, venting every once of what he could out.
As they gazed at each other's faces, Mirellia had an aroused expression once again. Stroking his chest before he pressed it against her breasts, letting out a series of moans as Naofumi impaled her repeatedly. "Yesss…yes, my love…don't stop…ravage me…release as many seeds into me as you are capable." before the shield hero silenced her with another, passionate kiss.
Naofumi thrust, thrust, and thrust into her body. Feeling himself become lost in the embrace he shared with Mirellia. Making the true depths of his feelings toward her known as strongly and vigorously as he possibly could.
They kissed passionately, wrestling their tongues, permitting adoration and lust to dominate every waking moment they shared in the room together until Naofumi's seeds burst out between Mirellia's legs. Then the shield hero collapsed onto her.
They remained motionless in that moment, with Mirellia smiling as she felt some of the seeds down between her legs with the hard shaft still imaling between her legs.
"Mirellia…" Naofumi struggled to string his words together between his pants for air. "I'll deal with our problem. Let me try and talk with Melty."
Mirellia had her doubts but was not sure what else there was for her to do.
"Very well." Mirellia kissed him. "I leave the matter in your hands, my love." And they lay there for a moment—waiting for their bodies to recover from their passionate fornication.