#cafe event

pairing: draco malfoy x gn!reader

summary: you both realize how much you mean to the other after a night by yourselves

warnings: none i think

word count: 544

author's note: hope you like it!!

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Can I have Lavender Tea with Carcel from The Broken Ring : This Marriage Will Fail Anyway ?

Thank you !

I have one cup of lavender tea with Carcel Escalante de Esposa from The Broken Ring: This Marriage Will Fail Anyway~!

I would like to thank my friend @d10nsaint for helping me finish this ask for the customer! :)

This can also be read as a sequel to Loving Promise on A Broken Ring. Enjoy~!

You shot up from the bed with widened eyes, heart hammering against your chest and mind racing. Your gaze darted around the darkened room before you began to slowly breathe in and out through your nose.

Everything was all right. You were in your new home, a seaside town called Meldoza; you came here after exchanging your wedding vows with Carcel Escalante de Esposa, the male lead of the manhwa series The Broken Ring: This Marriage Will Fail Anyway. But instead of being a side character, a mob, you were possessing Ines’ body. 

You had been occupying it after she had turned seven years old. A year after she had declared Carcel to be her fiance instead of the Empire’s crown prince. There were some misunderstandings along the way, but everything worked out….or so you thought. Ever since you and your new husband had come here, nightmares haunted your mind. 

No. These were not nightmares. These were Ines’ memories from her first life as the crown prince’s wife; what started as a glamorous life in the royal palace quickly descended into a nightmare, followed by four miscarriages and being blamed for them when it had been the scumbag Oscar who was the root of all Ines’ suffering. He had been a man who did all of these horrible things simply because he could with no care for the consequences. And that all came crashing down when Ines committed suicide right before his eyes, shooting herself through the chin with a hunting rifle. 

Are you seeing these fragmented memories because there is still a part of Ines’ soul hidden somewhere, and she resented you for stealing the life that should have been hers? Or was it something else?

Either way, you needed to document what you saw tonight before you forgot. Glancing over at your slumbering spouse, you were relieved that he is still sleeping. 

Stealthily pulling back the covers, you climbed out of the bed and grabbed the shawl that rested over the bed’s wooden headboard. Wrapping it around your shoulders, you walked over to the desk that was situated near a window and sat down. Opening the first drawer on the right, you pulled out the journal and quickly documented the dream across the unlined pages. 

But when you stood up, the pain in your legs worsened. Whether it was phantom pain from experiencing the memory/dream or just from walking around the town all day in uncomfortable shoes, it was hard to tell with limited lighting and a groggy mind. 

Perhaps it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to walk outside for some fresh air before going back inside? Thankfully Carcel did not snore. Upon leaving the room, you snuck across the kitchens towards the back door, plucking the key from the wooden rack and unlocked it. Shutting the door as quietly as possible, you descended down the stone stairs bare-footed, and into the verdant yard overlooking the dark ocean.

Nothing was planted here, at least not yet. Another thing on your to-do list as the wife of Duke Esposa. Shaking your head, you inhaled the salty scent wafting in the warm air before sitting on a stone bench. 

This was…nice. You could breathe out here. Think. But when your little gray cells began to function properly at this ungodly hour, so did the questions that have been plaguing your mind since after becoming Carcel’s wife. 

Did Carcel actually love you? He has kept his promise to not allow himself to be caught in the arms of another woman in public and showered you with gifts…but did that mean anything to him or was it his method to pacify a potentially angry marriage partner? 

Carcel was kind and gentle, but he was not perfect and that was okay with you.

 But is he happy with you? Could you even make him happy when you hadn’t figured out how you felt towards him?

As you stared at the dark waters over yonder, the memories from your wedding night crept into your mind. Consummation of a marriage solidified the alliance between families and assured them that a precautionary heir may arrive soon. You weren’t so foolish to believe that Carcel would not want to fulfill his duties in the marital bed lest he wanted to drag his family’s legacy through the mud by spending it with a mistress. 

Yet…he was gentle that evening. He cradled you in his arms, whispered sweet words in your ears and passionately kissed every crevice on your body. When it was all over…he hugged you. He held you for the rest of the night until the dawn of a new day arrived. 

Oblivious and lost in thought, you did not realize that the shawl slipped ever so slightly down your shoulders. Nor did you hear the back door open with a ‘creak’  till an alarmed voice called out to you.

“Ines? Darling, what are you doing out here?!” 

Jolting in your spot on the bench, you looked over your shoulder to see Carcel fully-dressed in his nightclothes, almost running towards your side with a worried expression. He always complained about wearing a shirt at night, claiming it made him uncomfortable when he slept. 

Oh dear, did he worry that you would run off into the night and leave him?

You lowered your head. “I’m sorry. I just…needed some fresh air after a perplexing dream. But I was about to come back to our room when you came out here.” You added quickly. “You are more than welcome to sit with me…unless you wish to return to bed immediately?” 

He always woke up before you did for work and came home at half past seven o’clock. Had he worked himself to the bone like this, even in the manhwa series?

But Carcel just stood by your side, his baby blue orbs wide and face turning a bright shade of red. Your brow scrunched with worry. 

“Carcel? What’s wrong?” Ignoring the pain reigniting in your legs, you immediately stood up and pressed the back of your hand against his forehead. 

“You’re burning up.” Panic began to seep through your body. Oh God, when did he start to get sick? Just now? Or had he been hiding his ailment from you this whole time? 

“I-I will wake up the maid. No. I need to go to town and fetch the doctor -” You turned away to run back inside the house when you were pulled backwards, right into a firm, warm chest. You glanced over your shoulder, noticing that your husband’s face was pressed against your bare shoulder.. 

“Carcel?” 

“I am fine. I am not ill. Just…relieved that you are all right.” The large hands on your hips tightened their grip slightly. “You’re still here, with me. This isn’t a dream, is it?”

You shook your head. “It’s not. I am by your side, just as I promised I would.” Just when you uttered those words, you were suddenly lifted off of the ground and cradled in Carcel’s arms, his hands now in different positions. One was hooked under your legs, and the other was coiled around your shoulders. 

“Carcel?”

You were adorable. Even though he had been scared witless upon waking up in the bed alone, you were still concerned for his well-being. In all honesty, he thought that you were avoiding him after what happened on your wedding night. He had been so scared of hurting you, pulling you out of your comfort zone without any regard to your personal feelings. 

Ah, what a relief. You were not even aware what he did when others had mocked his marriage or dared to ask for his permission to sleep with his wife once he got tired of her. He could sleep well tonight. And he hoped you would as well.

Smiling, he pressed a kiss against your temple, relishing in the dark red flush creeping up on those pale cheeks at the affectionate gesture before carrying you inside. 

He wanted to ravish you again. He wanted to make his wife quiver in pleasure from his touch…but not tonight. Tonight, he will embrace her until she falls asleep. 

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