After spending the night alone with Adela, Berengar could tell that the woman was more happy than she had been in a long time. Though Adela loved her kids more than anything, she had always lamented the fact that their father had never taken as much as an interest in them as he had done for his other offspring.

Not to mention the fact that Berengar had not been the most loving husband to Adela. In fact, the majority of the time she was even able to be intimate with the man was when she joined him and his sister for nighttime activities. It was abundantly clear during these sessions that she was not the object of Berengar's affections, instead that role almost always belonged to Henrietta.

For the first time in a long time, Berengar and Adela had a night together, where they were not accompanied by children, or any of the man's other women, and to Adela this was like a dream come true. The first stop of the night was at the old sandwich shop where the couple had gone on their first date so many years ago.

Then, after sharing a nice meal together, Berengar took Adela on a carriage ride through the old part of town, where much of the medieval infrastructure was still on display. During this brief journey, both Berengar and Adela would recount their memories from what seemed like a lifetime ago, when the man was only a minor baron, and his bride was still a young girl.

Finally, after concluding this journey, Berengar and Adela decided to retire for the night. However, they did not return to the palace, instead they entered the old castle, where Berengar had lived when the two of them first met.

These days the old Kufstein castle existed as a musuem for the public to visit and learn the history of the von kufstein dynasty. Because of this, a small detail of guards dressed in ceremonial garb maintained watch, while an army of maids contiued to keep the place tidy.

The Kufstein Castle was one of the few buildings in all of Kufstein that had not been renovated to make use of modern luxuries. Instead, it was left, exactly as Berengar and Adela had known it sixteen years ago. The old banners of house von Kufstein prior to their ascension as the Emperors of Germany still hung proudly outside the gates when Berengar and Adela first entered the castle's courtyard.

For quite some time, the married couple stood by silently as the memories of a distant past flooded into their minds. Though the museum was officially closed for the night, it was still Berengar's property, and thus he was able to escort Adela through the ancient structure, without being harassed by the guards.

Once inside the Castle Berengar took Adela on a tour of the building, as the two of them spoke about the memories they shared in this place, before finally arriving in Berengar's old bedroom, where he chopped some firewood before lighting it aflame in the fireplace. The chilling temperature immediately vanished and was replaced with an intense heat.

After warming up the room, Berengar sat down on the bed, and took off his boots, while resting his weary feet on the side of his old mattress. Adela joined the man as she sat by his side, and just when she was about to say something, Berengar hugged her. There was a solemn look on the man's face as he revealed the thoughts he had kept hidden in the corners of his mind for so many years.

"To think it all began here in this room... Out of all the paths I could have taken after reincarnating into this world, I followed the one most difficult. If I could take it all back, do you think I could have made you happy, as nothing more than a lowly but wealthy Baron? Should I have rejected Linde's advances, and never marched to war against her father, do you think we could have lived a long and peaceful life together in this stuffy old castle?"

Adela's eyes began to water at the thought of Berengar having neglected the role that destiny gave him, and instead using his brilliance to generate wealth, but never venture beyond his family lands. A life where the two of them married and enjoying a monogamous lifestyle with their many children. The life she always wanted, and could have had if Berengar had not been pulled into matters of conflict and intrigue. With a bitter smile on her face, Adela released herself from her husband's embrace before nodding her head ever so slightly.

"Yes, I do believe we could have been happy with such a mundane life, and perhaps I would have enjoyed it more than whatever it is that we have now... After all, I have no doubt that without focusing on a life of never-ending warfare, you would have been able to make your family's humble lands into a paradise on earth. We would not be as wealthy and powerful as we are today, but it would have been enough.

But it is too late to reflect on the past, and think about what could have been. You made your choices, and I have stuck by them. And though our marriage has not been the most ideal for either of us, it has created an Empire more powerful and prosperous than any other in history."

After saying this Adela looked towards the clean sheets of the bed and was quick to voice her next series of thoughts with a bitter smile and a slight scoff.

"I can't believe that we have never been able to sleep together in this old bed. You and Linde used to go at it like rabbits, without ever alerting the rest of the Castle, here in this very room..."

Berengar wore a mischievous smile as he leaned in close and whispered something suggestive to his wife.

"Well... It's not too late... We are here, alone, together. With nothing but the warmth of a fire to keep us company."

After saying this, Berengar kissed Adela with a zeal that she had never felt before, all the while he slowly stripped the woman out of her dress. By the time the couple were fully undressed, Berengar remained still for several moments, while gazing upon the petite body of his first wife.

Adela had never grown as large as Berengar's other women, out of all his wives and concubines, the only one who was smaller than Adela in terms of chest size was the Majapahit Princess. And though Adela was short, both Itami and Anggraini had her beat in that regard.

The petite blonde beauty was slightly flushed in embarrassment as she laid back on the bed, spreading her body for her man to gaze upon. She had given brith to five children since she first married Berengar, and yet her body did not look like a woman who would have achieved such a feat.

After taking in the sight for himself, Berengar lowered his face, so that it was directly in front of his wife's moist hole. In this moment, it was just him and Adela, and he wanted nothing more than to end this anniversary with a special moment, that his wife would remember for the rest of her life.

Thus, Berengar began to lick and finger the woman's cavern with expert precision. Years of pleasing multiple woman had made Berengar an expert at foreplay, and thus he was able to quickly identify the sweet spot, and exploit it until his wife was panting in pleasure. Just when Adela was about to climax, Berengar withdrew his tongue and aligned his shaft towards the entrance of his wife's moist cunt.

Before Adela could even react, Berengar had penetrated her pussy, and in one go he had kissed the entrance of her womb with the tip of his cock. Such a sudden, and violent thrust, caused Adela to moan out loud as she laid back, and took the pounding that she was receiving like an experienced woman of the night.

Though she had only ever been with her husband, Adela had years of experience under her belt, and knew how to move in a manner which her man preferred. Thus, the two of them thrust themselves into one another with such passion that Adela's moans and Berengar grunts began to echo throughout the room.

Yet despite the fervor in which the married couple copulated, their voices did not escape into the halls, as if some magic force field had been cast on the door, preventing all sound from leaking beyond the confines of the bedroom.

Before long, Berengar had withdrawn his sword from its sheath, and had sprayed his seed all over his wife's face and breasts. Despite the fact that the married couple had just reached the pinnacle of pleasure, Berengar was not fully satisfied, and thus, he turned his wife over, and prodded her backdoor with the tip of his tongue. An act which caused Adela to instinctively squirm with excitement.

It had been some time since she had entertained her husband with anal sex, and yet with nothing but his own saliva, Berengar lubed up the hole for immediate use. Before long he had skewered the tight hole, and in doing so, caused Adela's tongue to spill out of her mouth, as her moans once more echoed across the room.

The married couple would continue to engage in such debauchery until the sun rose on the next day. Though they did not return home to the palace that night, Berengar and Adela did spend the morning spooning beneath the covers of his old bed.

Eventually, they would get up from under the covers, dress themselves, and return to their actual abode for a nice breakfast with the family. Adela had been wholly satisfied with the way her anniversary went, and was indeed looking forward to spending more time with her husband, who, for the first time in years, appeared to be willing to properly attend to her needs.