[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world":3,"chapter-getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-357":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},341039,602,"Chapter 357: Funeral","getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-357",357,"\u003Cp>Eira tilted her head, narrowing her eyes at him . \"So... coming to the main question, what exactly were you doing with my mom?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon blinked, his expression momentarily blank. \"Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned in a little \"Going out with her at nights? Since when did that start?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze for a moment, trying to think of a way to phrase his words that wouldn’t sound immediately suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Well,\" he began slowly, scratching the back of his neck, \"it’s just that... she was feeling down, so I... went out with her for a bit. That’s all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. \"Mm-hm,\" she murmured, leaning closer until her nose almost brushed his. \"That’s all?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave a small, nervous laugh and nodded earnestly \"Yeah, that’s all, Eira. Just a walk. Talked a little. Nothing more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm...\" Humming under her breath, she looked at him closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he thought she was going to call him out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, to his surprise, her expression softened, and a quiet giggle slipped past her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see. Well, I am glad she is getting along with you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could respond, she closed the remaining distance and pressed her lips against his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira’s fingers slid up to the back of his neck, threading through his hair, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, Brandon cursed silently ’Fuck...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, letting himself melt into the moment, knowing that he was lying to someone who trusts him completely and loves him without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, he couldn’t bring himself to tell her the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she finally drew back, her breath brushed his cheek, and a faint, knowing smile curved her lips looking at him ’What a bad liar you are...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew. Maybe not all the details, but enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hesitance in his voice and the faint tremble in his tone... it told her everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still smiling, she leaned forward again and gently sucked on his lower lip ’I will wait... until you find the courage to admit it and tell me about it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon exhaled slowly as a sense of guilt tightened on his chest, thinking how she would feel if she came to know that he loves her mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two days passed quickly-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The afternoon sky hung low with a heavy, bruised tint of gray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint breeze whispered through the cypresses lining the hill, shivering their dark leaves as the mourners gathered around the marble grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is the day of Henriette Bleaufort’s funeral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows of black ethercrafts and armored convoys lined the path leading to the cemetery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobles and matriarchs from the Great Houses had come because the Bleaufort name demanded respect, even in death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence stood at the front, and the black veil draped over her hair fluttered faintly in the wind as she stood there with her hands clasped in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked every bit the dignified daughter of a Great House, poised and graceful, even as they lowered her mother’s coffin into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Eira was standing with her head lowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then there was Kiera, standing there with a composed face as she looked at the funeral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon stood a few paces behind them, dressed in a dark suit with his hair neatly tied back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze lingered briefly on Florence and each time someone offered condolences, she nodded mechanically, repeating, \"Thank you for coming.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Protective ether barriers had been raised by the attendants to keep the ceremony private, ensuring the press or lower nobility wouldn’t intrude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But within that quiet dome, Matriarchs of the Five Great Houses, high-ranking Church representatives, military officers, and government officials were standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Holy Church of Rhéanne had even sent their Triarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Triarch women stepped forward \"May her soul find peace beyond the Veil, and her sins be weighed with mercy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence’s lips parted faintly and her eyes flickered at the mention of mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henriette had been powerful, ruthless, and feared by nearly everyone who stood here today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some, this funeral wasn’t mourning... it was quiet relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon’s gaze lowered to the grave, and he remembered the blood on his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eira glanced sideways at him, and their eyes met for a brief second ’I’m here. Don’t think about it now.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kiera stepped forward, and she had a single white lily in her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Placing it on the coffin, she whispered something no one could hear before she straightened again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence followed and laid a small pendant on the coffin, the same pendant Henriette has been wearing since Florence was a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priestess gave a final blessing, and with a low hum, the coffin descended into the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, the guests began stepping forward to offer condolences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lady Florence, your mother was a formidable woman.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She will be remembered.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She raised a fine family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Florence nodded to each with the same polite grace, but her gaze flickered occasionally to Eira, to Kiera, and once, fleetingly, to Brandon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crowd began to disperse, Brandon stayed a little longer, watching as Florence stared at the grave long after the others had turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind tugged at her veil again, revealing a single tear she hastily brushed away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time since the ceremony began, she whispered, \"Rest now, Mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quiet cemetery had almost emptied by now, with only a few people remaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon stood alone beneath one of the tall trees that bordered the hill as he looked down toward Henriette’s grave with a distant gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled slowly and his breath was visible in the cool air. \"It’s over...\" he murmured to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint crunch of gravel behind him made him turn his head slightly ’Who?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he looked toward the sound, his gaze fell upon a woman he didn’t recognize at first glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long black hair cascaded down her back and she had black eyes with a quiet smile lingering on her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching him, she spoke in a soft voice \"Hello, Mr. Brandon. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon straightened slightly from the tree \"You are...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, how rude of me,\" she said smoothly in an almost teasing tone \"I forgot to introduce myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Maevrith Le Vörtdämmerung. The matriarch of House Vernhail.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon frowned slightly ’Naevora’s mother... Charlotte already told me to be careful with her.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’If I remember correctly... this should be one of her clones.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing his tension into a polite smile, Brandon nodded slightly. \"It’s good to meet you too, Miss Maevrith.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes softened at the formal address \"My, how polite.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, neither spoke. The wind rustled through the trees again, and a few petals drifted between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Maevrith smiled faintly \"Naevora told me you’ve been... interesting to watch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon’s expression remained neutral. \"She’s been helping me. Teaching me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m aware.\" Maevrith replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled quietly and said, \"If you came all this way just to meet me, then... I suppose I should at least ask... why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maevrith’s lips curved into a subtle smile \"Nothing much, Mr.Brandon. I just wanted to see the only male awakener in pers-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly her body stiffened and a powerful pressure enveloped her, making her eyes widen in shock ’Wha-’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hm? Brandon squinted and turned his gaze further behind Maevrith and saw the woman standing there in black clothes \"Charlotte.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one blink, Charlotte appeared beside Maevrith and raised her leg, kicking the woman straight in the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*THOOM*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heel crashed into her face and Maevrith’s head turned to the left as a painful grunt escaped her lips \"Guagh-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raising her elbow, Charlotte smashed Maevrith’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*crack*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks formed on Maevrith’s body, and it broke into small fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clone shattered into a cascade of shards that disintegrated into fading mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ehh? Brandon sighed, brushing a few specks of ether dust off his coat. \"...You didn’t have to go that far, Big Sister.\" he murmured dryly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte flicked her fingers, dispelling the last trace of lingering ether and turned to Brandon \"Don’t deal with her... she can be tricky.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a chuckle, he stepped forward and hugged her tightly \"Hmm, why should I be worried when I have a reliable big sister like you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blushed upon hearing this, and her arms came up slowly, almost hesitant at first, then settled around his back as she returned the hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint scent of his hair, the warmth pressing against her chest... she could feel the steady rhythm of his heart through his shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand and gently pulled the collar on her coat to look at her neck and the delicate collarbone \"The hickeys are gone...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded faintly, looking into his eyes \"Mhm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brandon hummed in thought, then leaned a little closer, his breath brushing against her ear as he whispered, \"Maybe I should give some more later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blush on her cheeks deepened, and she hit his chest lightly \"Last time my sister caught us, so no more hickeys.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a chuckle, he nodded \"Alright, alright...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smoothed his coat like a caring big sister and spoke \"Now come with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1527,"2026-05-30T03:52:04.456Z","2026-06-01T04:30:14.553Z",1,"novelbin.me","f65230d448a688ff3237a932de170fb07ed64fceac2b14363402e74d673bfef9","getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-358","getting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-chapter-356",523,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgetting-spoiled-in-a-woman-dominating-world-cover.jpg"]