After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 799

After the meeting adjourned, the couple decided to stay for a bit, though they didn’t really announce it.

"Let’s wait until midnight, okay?" She told her husband as soon as the other people left. Maybe they’d get lucky today.

Garan naturally complied with a patient smile.

"Should I join you guys?" Ansel asked and Garan almost kicked him.

Althea raised a brow and looked at him teasingly. "Well, if you’re sure Winona wouldn’t mind."

This made him flinch and, without further ado, say his goodbye.

Garan nodded approvingly, probably thinking something along the lines of ’such is what a good husband will do’ and Althea laughed at his expression.

Anyway, it was true. Although Ansel had a history of dating around, he always treated the women well and never cheated. Althea knew that Winona would be in good hands this time.

She didn’t even mind their banter at all. Although those two argued a lot for the smallest things, they surprisingly got along well with every other deeper issue.

In the end, having differing quirks or personalities was fine between couples, but having the same core values was pretty much non-negotiable for a happy long-term relationship.

The newly remarried couple lounged on the sofa while waiting for the time, with Althea resting her head on her husband’s stable shoulder, and their hands entwined as they sat.

"I wish we can get new good hires this time," she said, a little bit wistfully.

Since the two armor makers, they hadn’t gotten any good hires again. She didn’t want to hire too many aborigines whose jobs could easily be taken by their Terrans after all. Not only was it not practical, but it was taking away good available jobs from Terrans.

"Well," Garan said, "Even if there’s none, our Terrans will handle it plenty well."

The two of them relaxed on the comfortable sofa as they waited for the next day. Garan began to play with her hands, rubbing her soft palms between his rough fingers, while Althea chuckled and kissed his cheek.

"You’re getting stubbles again," she mumbled, eyes staying on his chiseled chin. His azure eyes twinkled with amusement as he leaned down and scratched his chin on her nose.

"Hey!" she yelled and her annoyed look just looked adorably pouty in Garan’s eyes.

He chuckled, his low voice creating vibrations around him, and soon enough their play ended up with Althea underneath him on the sofa.

The atmosphere immediately heated up, and their breathing stagnated. Garan leaned down and met her lips, immediately parting them with his tongue.

She wrapped her arms around him and cooperated until they were grinding against each other. Garan’s large hand was creeping up under her shirt, touching the edge of her bra, when—

Ding, dong!

The large clock in their observatory sounded its bell, and because it was so quiet at this time, it was highly audible all around.

"Ah. It’s midnight," she said, pulling herself away.

Garan heaved a deep breath and placed a long sensual kiss under her chin, on her neck, before lifting himself off her with a dark face. This made Althea laugh out loud and give him a smooch on the cheeks.

"It’s me," the velvety voice of the woman behind him sounded and his eyes widened. He then looked at the man with an impassive expression and then at the beautiful woman who had an amused glint in her eyes.

"M-Milord!"

"No need to bow," she said. "And just call me Miss Althea. Civilians don’t know of my designation, so don’t call me like that."

She remembered Oslo and Rowan often slipped back then, though always in beast mobs or other dangerous situations so the noise was enough to drown in. She wondered for how long she’d be so lucky.

She ought to be more careful. Being an elder already put a target on her children’s heads, let alone what could happen if people found out she was the lord.

"Rise, and just treat me as a normal officer in the territory."

Emer’s orange eyebrows furrowed, conflicted. He had never spoken casually to lords!

"Uhm, do you have a particular task to assign me to, Milor—Miss Althea?"

Althea looked at him in thought, wondering the same thing. There was no real need for him, so he was basically there to add some strength and variety to her already growing forces.

Not to mention, it was late and her husband was getting a little antsy (judged by how the atmosphere got 1 degree colder), so she just decided to give the most basic instructions.

Emer also shivered when he realized the temperature changed around. This wasn’t normal temperature and he felt terrified when he felt the aura of ice emanating from the strongman!

Did he do anything wrong?!