87. The allure of True m**f*

"You shouldn't be glaring at me. Isn't that how it should be?"

Thyra's words didn't make her eyes any softer. Bella sat there without touching any of the food in front of her.

"Isn't that the rule in the royal harem? The new king would inherit the harem of his predecessor? I am just following the custom."

Bella glared at Thyra and took a deep breath before continuing to stare at the food in front of her while holding the knife in one hand and the fork in another.

"I knew your son had inherited the title." Thyra smiled at her, adding, "But you have to accept the fact that he is the Viscount because I have allowed him to be. Isn't it just a small price to pay for the mother who wanted her son to prosper?"

There was a suffocating silence in the dining room. The servants quickly changed the dishes, brought out the next plate of food and left.

"However, I have something important to talk about," Thyra said. "Both of your sons will go to the war."

As soon as those words left her mouth, Bella glared at her. Thyra smiled, saying, "Don't worry, I am not threatening you. As a matter of fact, I don't need to do that. I want to say that you will be the head of the house."

"I know you can't do anything against my wishes, so let me just outline the things you can't do. And if you do, the thing inside you will just kill you from inside."

"First, don't attack, conspire, or manipulate others to attack my people." Thyra looked at her and smiled, adding, "As a matter of fact, you should protect them. Don't let anyone hurt them, even if it is your ducal family."

"Second, the eastern barracks are my property. Don't dare to force my people out of the barracks. And the most important one is that my new wife will come from another country. Give them a proper welcome; don't make things awkward."

Bella could only glare at Thyra. After all, now that she had listened to Thyra's words, there was no way she could disobey the orders. Those aren't the words she wanted to follow.

However, Thyra wasn't done with it and added, "And listen to Hure's suggestions regarding the matter related to the domain."

"Hey," Bella slammed on the table, spilling the wine from the cup she had yet to touch. She pointed the finger at her but failed to curse. She chose her words carefully, "That's too much."

"No, it is not. It's just retaliation. You should have thought about it before crossing the line."

Bella continued to glare at her. Failing to get a word out of her, she grabbed the chalice and drank the entire wine.

Thyra simply smiled, adding, "I gave you the chance once. You should have stopped. For you, there will be no third chance."

Bella slumped in the chair and started showing frustration with the food. Thyra couldn't help adding, "I have ordered you to hear the suggestion. If I had wanted, I would have ordered you to obey her."

Thyra paused to think as a smile appeared on her face. "Now that I think about it, it's a better solution."

Bella could only glare at her as she heard Thyra say, "Follow Hure's every order."

"I better die than following her orders."

"If you want to die, return to the main mansion and die there." Thyra took a bite and said, "I know you won't be. After all, the woman who could sleep with boys younger than her own son and walk around proudly wouldn't know too much about shame."

By then, it had turned into a one-sided monologue. Thyra continued to talk as Bella continued to glare at her.

"Now that I think about it, I think the servants and even your son might know you are spending your nights here. How did they react?"

It was still half an hour before they finished eating. The maids led Bella to the bath and prepared her before sending her to the room at the end of the second floor.

By the time Thyra reached there, Bella's curly orange hair was falling on her chest and covering part of her jugs. It was the only cover on her body, but it failed even to cover her breast perfectly.

Thyra couldn't blame her hair either. They were long, but Bella's breast was a little too big to be covered by the hair. Only half of the areola was covered by her hair, leaving the lower periphery of the areola exposed.

Thyra could also see the hard nipples poking out of the curtains of hair. However, Bella didn't even spare any effort to cover them.

"If I could, I would have put a child in you. Alas!" Thyra ogled every part of her body. Although Hure had given birth before, she had worked quite hard to keep her body fit to protect Thyra.

Technically, Hure was a 'milf' but didn't have the trademark body. While Bella checks off all the criteria.

Her long, curly hair, along with fuller cheeks, was just the beginning. Slightly hanging, not sagging, fat pair of breasts that pushed each other off the side of her chest. The stretch mark on the milky white skin had its own allure.

Her stomach contained the right amount of fat to not be called obese. But what attracted Thyra most were the little chubby love handles that Bella was never active enough to get rid of.

Her slightly overgrown pubic hair was oozing off her mommy energies. However, the hair didn't overwhelm her mother's hole. The lack of hairs around them perfectly exposed her thick-lipped vaginal entrance while being slightly hidden by the puffy valley surrounding it.

And if that wasn't enough, there was unrestrained storage of fat in her ass. Eventually, it got to the point where, if she were to lie on her side, the top of her stacked ass cheek would be the highest point of her body. Then came her shoulder and the milk jug, which were piled on top of each other.

And her untrained thighs weren't any exception. Thyra could also notice the stretch marks on her hips. No matter how much she looked at her, Thyra couldn't get enough of her.

Thyra did not know how to explain it, but Bella had a strange aura that made Thyra want to do everything she could to turn her into a child. It wouldn't be incorrect to say that she wanted to pamper her.

Her mommy energy might be too strong, and she had noticed it on the first day she had come into this world. However, she couldn't do it just yet.

Compared to Aria, who was also pregnant with Thyra's child, she couldn't create a false marriage for Bella before making Bella have a child. If Bella gets pregnant, her identity might be exposed. Thyra couldn't do it, not for at least three years, when the kingdom would plunge into chaos.

So, for now, the best she could do was find a way to be happy without making Bella pregnant. And it did not matter because Bella already knew a lot about that subject.