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It was a productive week.
Everyone was being useful in doing something or other. Although some work was far more prominent at a glance: Some additions around the estate made things much more convenient for your ambitions.
You now had a second dockyard, for example.
Unlike the dock near your estate this one stretched from the dungeon's entrance to a nearby cove. One could berth at least a dozen ships there, even having places to hold some airships. Small buildings were scattered about and a crane was constructed to help work the shipyard.
It was impressive to think that Herta made these structures in less than a week. Your goddess agreed, wasting no time in bragging about her handiwork.
"I bet you're really glad to have such a useful and wonderful goddess like me, hm~?" Herta said to you with a smug grin.
"Don't get ahead of yourself." You playfully smirked at her.
"Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?" She almost challenged.
"You'll find out soon enough." You promised her, letting your gaze pass over her body.
Despite how bloated she was getting from carrying your children, Herta's divine beauty didn't wane. You happily indulged in her body with your eyes and hands whenever you pleased, much to her delight.
"Haah~" She exhaled. "Master is bullying me again~"
While you'd long been accustomed yourself to treating her roughly you also acted with a deliberate gentleness on account of what she carried inside her. Not to say she was fragile, considering she was the only woman that could really keep up with your Lunacy Savantae.
While she was as lustful as usual, her recent bouts of exhaustion worried you. She was getting closer to the point of needing a maternity break. And you anticipated that day might come sooner than expected.
"Master, did I do good?" She panted out, barely keeping herself from passing out after your intimate session.
"You should already know that I'm pleased with you, you dumb sow..." You softly replied as she fell asleep with a dumb smile on her face.
You couldn't help but find her endearing. Though she may do some stupid things once in a while, and you worried about her working herself too hard, she was still your lover and closest friend. But if she was pushing herself too much then you worried about having her work on anything too strenuous. Despite how she liked to remind you of the fact that she was a deity with divine power, you knew that her arrogance blinded her to obvious things. Even as Herta wished you'd bully her until she fainted, she was still the same lazy goddess that whined when she was working the bellows, so you were pretty sure she wasn't gonna hide it if work became too much for her to handle.
These thoughts reminded yourself of Eisho's advise: A slave-wife was happiest when she felt like she was being useful to her Master. Making a woman like Herta feel like she was doing something productive, while excused her from her usual weekly work, might prove to be an interesting challenge...
