The lips that were pressed together were urgent.
I was pushed and pushed and pushed by him until my back touched the door and there was a clicking sound behind me.
The door that had been slightly open was now completely closed.
My head flinched and tried to turn back, but was stopped and my lips were taken away again.
The large hand that had been rubbing my back moved up my spine to the nape of my neck and caressed it nonchalantly.
His anxious hands, unable to find the button, quickly tore the thin cloth at the back of my neck.
Unlike his hands, which seemed to slow down as if he was trying to tear it apart but then regain his senses, his lips were still moving busily.
“Roan, no...”
"Huh."
“Go to bed, go to bed...”
“...It’s dark.”
The canopied bed was dark and shaded.
“I miss you all.”
My lips parted for a moment, and a voice dripped with a fresh, earnest desire. I shook him off and ran towards the bed.
His dazzling eyes sparkled like a beast that had momentarily lost sight of its prey.
I covered my exposed body with a blanket because of my shabby clothes.
“You, take it off first.”
Even though he had already revealed his muscular upper body, I couldn't overcome my embarrassment and spit it out.
Rhodnes walked slowly under the canopy. He leaned his knees on the edge of the bed and smiled softly, running his thumb over my wet lips.
“...As much as you want.”
Gulp.
As I swallowed dry saliva, the dark-locked Rhodnes unbuckled his belt without hesitation.
The clicking sound was unbearably irritating.
My face burned as I saw him wearing only his underwear.
I closed my eyes tightly as the volume that was incomparable to the feeling I had over his pants earlier stimulated my gaze.
“No, no, just come...”
I said, hugging the blanket tightly.
“...As ordered.”
Four-legged race.
As the rustling sound of white bedding tickled my ears, his hand reached out to the blanket I was hugging.
“I'm disturbed.”
As soon as I opened my eyes to the feeling of having the blanket snatched away from me in an instant, my lips were grabbed again.
Before I knew it, I was groping around the bed looking for the dress that had been torn off in his hands, when a large hand immediately wrapped around the back of my hand and pulled it in front of me.
As I flinched at the vivid sensation and tried to pull my hand away, the breath that was digging into me became rougher.
“Don’t avoid it..."
The thin fabric puffed up to an enormous volume, was clearly visible under my palm, showing off its presence.
As I flinched again, Rhodnes added with moist lips.
“It’s yours now.”
Compared to the kiss that seemed like it would devour me, the touch that followed was much softer and more careful.
As I lay down on the rustling bedding, the breath that had been swirling around in my mouth for a long time moved to the back of my neck.
Naturally, my hands found their way to his clean, shiny hair.
Every time his lips brushed my delicate flesh and slurped as if savoring it, I ruffled his hair in response.
The hot, wet sensation that had been wandering inside my mouth enveloped and shook my whole body.
The ceiling was spinning, and a sensation I had never felt before tore through my body.
As I held my breath and reached out my hand towards him as if to beg for his help, Rhodnes immediately responded and captured my lips.
He kept mumbling something incessantly, biting my lips and swallowing them repeatedly.
I hugged that wide back that had trapped me entirely in its shadow as if it were my whole world and dug my fingernails into it.
“...I don’t know how I ever thought of living my whole life as a celibate.”
A terribly low voice crawled like a snake into my ears, my sense of reason had flown away.
“Roan, Roan I...”
“Like this... I want to die inside you.”
Our lips met again and Rhodnes grabbed the back of my head with his large hands, engulfing me like a ruthless conqueror.
Every time he moved, the sensation of my back squirming as he held me ran through my arms and tickled my heart.
The movements that had been extremely affectionate when we mixed our hot breaths became, on the contrary, rough to the point of ferocity when he carefully licked the corner of my mouth and spoke affectionately.
Every time I let out a scream-like breath, Rhodnes' lips would immediately come closer and swallow my voice.
His growling voice, like an angry beast, scratched at the inside of his throat and invaded my ear, poking it roughly.
Time flowed like a river.
The dark sunset that used to shine on us was nowhere to be found, and the night sky covered us like a blanket.
As I exhaled my hot breath, my vision was dyed with a distant color for the umpteenth time.
As time passed by without a trace, my mind became a blank sheet of paper, and tears fell down my face.
Every nerve in my body felt like it was burning.
I had already burst into a huge flame in the explosive sensation.
Tears of unfamiliar joy or pleasure rolled down to one side again.
Rhodnes, whose spine was still tense, moved his lips with a deep sigh and falling tears.
As soon as I felt the hot, wet flesh licking away even those tears, I lost consciousness like a puppet whose strings had snapped.
Is it a dream or reality?
The huge body that had been crushing me seemed to completely surround me and whisper something incessantly.
“...Adrienne.”
It was a rough, hoarse voice that sank as low as mine.
“...Rien.”
I love you.
You are my breath, you are my heart.
I will never let you go. I will hold you tight and never let anyone take you away from me.
It sounded like a dream, but it felt like that was what it was about.
At that time, the Crown Princess's palace.
The Duke of Castagna looked at Doris, who was sipping wine in mourning, with a look of indignation.
When he saw his daughter, who had long ago taken off her mourning clothes and was now wearing a white dress, he felt a chill down his spine.
“...The Second Prince is absolutely not allowed.”
“I don’t like anything but Rhodnes.”
“If he’s a person, the 9th Prince is no less. Even if he’s higher in the line of succession, if the Emperor gives his weight to Prince Ephero, the son of the current Empress, no one can object. In particular, do you think the forces of the Crown Prince’s faction will chase away Rhodnes so easily? He’s not someone who can bow down to people like Bardenaldo!”
The Duke of Castagna's voice was quite firm.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Doris. You’re at least getting some sympathy thanks to the good image you had with the dead Crown Prince. And since you two don’t have any children, you can get married.”
“Are you telling me to give up my position as Empress just like this?”
“No. What are you talking about?”
The Duke of Castagna, who was looking at her with displeasure, soon had a vulgar smile on his lips.
“Don’t you have a younger sister?”
Doris' hands, which had been slurping the remaining alcohol and straightening her messy hair, became stiff.
“...What did you say?”
“No matter how many sympathy votes you get, whether the second Prince becomes the Crown Prince or is pushed to the border, would he still want to take his full brother’s wife?”
“So you’re saying you’re giving Raphaela, who’s only 12 years old, to Rhodnes?!”
“No. To Ephero.”
"Father!"
The Duke of Castagna stood up abruptly as if he had no more to say. Doris followed suit, her eyes wide open.
He left the drawing room without even hearing Doris's answer.
Doris, who was suddenly left alone, clenched her fists as the feeling of betrayal surged through her.
As Noura peered through the open door and pushed her body in, Doris' bloodshot eyes turned to her.
“Bring Count Raylon here, now!”
At the ominous momentum, Noura hurriedly closed the door and disappeared.
“Who would give the position of Empress to Raphaela?”
Doris' index finger began to scratch at the stub of her thumbnail.
It seemed like I was tossing and turning in my sleep.
Unlike the fluffy blanket that was covered late, the bed sheets were soaking wet from the harassment that didn't end even after dawn and felt a little uncomfortable.
As I tried to escape the strong arms that were suffocating me like vines, a dizzying sensation enveloped my whole body again.
The hot breath that settled on my body, which was already as heavy as cotton soaked in water, was unbearable.
Rhodes tormented me until I was too tired to move a finger and too tired to even think of leaving his embrace, and then he put on the skin of a gentle lamb and embraced me.
Our bodies were so exposed that it felt like his hot body heat was being transferred to me.
But my body was rather cold, so I had no choice but to burrow into his arms until just before the light started to pour into the bedroom.
As I lifted my heavy eyelids from the daze of a night's torment, I saw a very familiar bedroom scene beyond his massive shoulders.
Walls covered in deep green. Huge windows that I couldn't even get up and walk through. Some antique furniture. My bedroom that used to be Adrienne Trovica.
“...Adrienne.”
My heart felt like it was being squeezed by old memories that briefly came to mind.
A strange sense of stability came over me as the rustling of the blanket and his breath met my ear.
Everything is the same, and yet everything has changed at the same time.
A desolate space where there was nothing but waiting, sharing breath with Noevian Trovica.
In the space where I died and sent Noevian into hell. I was with Rhodnes...
“Adrienne...”
All my random thoughts flew away in an instant.
A low voice tickled the back of my neck. I flinched, and immediately, lips followed suit.
His lips, which were about to go down again, touched my wingtips as I turned my back to him, hugging my chest with both hands.
"Ah."
"I love you."
“Roan, I think it’s morning...”
"I know."
He hugged me tightly from behind. I answered, trembling slightly as our impossibly healthy bodies came into contact.
“If I do it now... I might really die.”
"...Yes."
He bent down from behind, biting and licking my earlobe as if he was sorry.
As I shrugged my shoulders, a large hand dug between my armpits, grabbed my chin, and turned it toward him.
The ferocity of the previous night was completely hidden, and the sweetest breath in the world penetrated my mouth.
That was when.
Knock knock.
“Madam, I have an urgent message.”
As I pushed away the hand that would not let go until the end, Jonah, who had no idea that Rhodnes would stay here, opened the door and came in, widening her eyes.
“I, I...”
“Leave it.”
At the sound of Rhodnes's cold voice, Jonah came over, creaking like a broken clock, and dashed away, leaving the letter on the bed.
I reached out and looked through the letter.
I, that is, the content was that there was someone who was asking around to find Blie.
None other than Elacon.
And the moment I saw the name on it, I froze.
Rhodnes, who was still hugging me from behind, rested his chin on my shoulder to read the letter.
“...Olivia Lucia?”
The deeply immersed voice of Rhodnes softly seeped into my ears.
“Do you know her?”
"Yes."
The blood inside my body, which had been burning hot all night, cooled down.
Olivia Lucia.
It was my nanny's name.
I was pushed and pushed and pushed by him until my back touched the door and there was a clicking sound behind me.
The door that had been slightly open was now completely closed.
My head flinched and tried to turn back, but was stopped and my lips were taken away again.
The large hand that had been rubbing my back moved up my spine to the nape of my neck and caressed it nonchalantly.
His anxious hands, unable to find the button, quickly tore the thin cloth at the back of my neck.
Unlike his hands, which seemed to slow down as if he was trying to tear it apart but then regain his senses, his lips were still moving busily.
“Roan, no...”
"Huh."
“Go to bed, go to bed...”
“...It’s dark.”
The canopied bed was dark and shaded.
“I miss you all.”
My lips parted for a moment, and a voice dripped with a fresh, earnest desire. I shook him off and ran towards the bed.
His dazzling eyes sparkled like a beast that had momentarily lost sight of its prey.
I covered my exposed body with a blanket because of my shabby clothes.
“You, take it off first.”
Even though he had already revealed his muscular upper body, I couldn't overcome my embarrassment and spit it out.
Rhodnes walked slowly under the canopy. He leaned his knees on the edge of the bed and smiled softly, running his thumb over my wet lips.
“...As much as you want.”
Gulp.
As I swallowed dry saliva, the dark-locked Rhodnes unbuckled his belt without hesitation.
The clicking sound was unbearably irritating.
My face burned as I saw him wearing only his underwear.
I closed my eyes tightly as the volume that was incomparable to the feeling I had over his pants earlier stimulated my gaze.
“No, no, just come...”
I said, hugging the blanket tightly.
“...As ordered.”
Four-legged race.
As the rustling sound of white bedding tickled my ears, his hand reached out to the blanket I was hugging.
“I'm disturbed.”
As soon as I opened my eyes to the feeling of having the blanket snatched away from me in an instant, my lips were grabbed again.
Before I knew it, I was groping around the bed looking for the dress that had been torn off in his hands, when a large hand immediately wrapped around the back of my hand and pulled it in front of me.
As I flinched at the vivid sensation and tried to pull my hand away, the breath that was digging into me became rougher.
“Don’t avoid it..."
The thin fabric puffed up to an enormous volume, was clearly visible under my palm, showing off its presence.
As I flinched again, Rhodnes added with moist lips.
“It’s yours now.”
Compared to the kiss that seemed like it would devour me, the touch that followed was much softer and more careful.
As I lay down on the rustling bedding, the breath that had been swirling around in my mouth for a long time moved to the back of my neck.
Naturally, my hands found their way to his clean, shiny hair.
Every time his lips brushed my delicate flesh and slurped as if savoring it, I ruffled his hair in response.
The hot, wet sensation that had been wandering inside my mouth enveloped and shook my whole body.
The ceiling was spinning, and a sensation I had never felt before tore through my body.
As I held my breath and reached out my hand towards him as if to beg for his help, Rhodnes immediately responded and captured my lips.
He kept mumbling something incessantly, biting my lips and swallowing them repeatedly.
I hugged that wide back that had trapped me entirely in its shadow as if it were my whole world and dug my fingernails into it.
“...I don’t know how I ever thought of living my whole life as a celibate.”
A terribly low voice crawled like a snake into my ears, my sense of reason had flown away.
“Roan, Roan I...”
“Like this... I want to die inside you.”
Our lips met again and Rhodnes grabbed the back of my head with his large hands, engulfing me like a ruthless conqueror.
Every time he moved, the sensation of my back squirming as he held me ran through my arms and tickled my heart.
The movements that had been extremely affectionate when we mixed our hot breaths became, on the contrary, rough to the point of ferocity when he carefully licked the corner of my mouth and spoke affectionately.
Every time I let out a scream-like breath, Rhodnes' lips would immediately come closer and swallow my voice.
His growling voice, like an angry beast, scratched at the inside of his throat and invaded my ear, poking it roughly.
Time flowed like a river.
The dark sunset that used to shine on us was nowhere to be found, and the night sky covered us like a blanket.
As I exhaled my hot breath, my vision was dyed with a distant color for the umpteenth time.
As time passed by without a trace, my mind became a blank sheet of paper, and tears fell down my face.
Every nerve in my body felt like it was burning.
I had already burst into a huge flame in the explosive sensation.
Tears of unfamiliar joy or pleasure rolled down to one side again.
Rhodnes, whose spine was still tense, moved his lips with a deep sigh and falling tears.
As soon as I felt the hot, wet flesh licking away even those tears, I lost consciousness like a puppet whose strings had snapped.
Is it a dream or reality?
The huge body that had been crushing me seemed to completely surround me and whisper something incessantly.
“...Adrienne.”
It was a rough, hoarse voice that sank as low as mine.
“...Rien.”
I love you.
You are my breath, you are my heart.
I will never let you go. I will hold you tight and never let anyone take you away from me.
It sounded like a dream, but it felt like that was what it was about.
***
At that time, the Crown Princess's palace.
The Duke of Castagna looked at Doris, who was sipping wine in mourning, with a look of indignation.
When he saw his daughter, who had long ago taken off her mourning clothes and was now wearing a white dress, he felt a chill down his spine.
“...The Second Prince is absolutely not allowed.”
“I don’t like anything but Rhodnes.”
“If he’s a person, the 9th Prince is no less. Even if he’s higher in the line of succession, if the Emperor gives his weight to Prince Ephero, the son of the current Empress, no one can object. In particular, do you think the forces of the Crown Prince’s faction will chase away Rhodnes so easily? He’s not someone who can bow down to people like Bardenaldo!”
The Duke of Castagna's voice was quite firm.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Doris. You’re at least getting some sympathy thanks to the good image you had with the dead Crown Prince. And since you two don’t have any children, you can get married.”
“Are you telling me to give up my position as Empress just like this?”
“No. What are you talking about?”
The Duke of Castagna, who was looking at her with displeasure, soon had a vulgar smile on his lips.
“Don’t you have a younger sister?”
Doris' hands, which had been slurping the remaining alcohol and straightening her messy hair, became stiff.
“...What did you say?”
“No matter how many sympathy votes you get, whether the second Prince becomes the Crown Prince or is pushed to the border, would he still want to take his full brother’s wife?”
“So you’re saying you’re giving Raphaela, who’s only 12 years old, to Rhodnes?!”
“No. To Ephero.”
"Father!"
The Duke of Castagna stood up abruptly as if he had no more to say. Doris followed suit, her eyes wide open.
“You can't have Ephero now. Unless the law changed now. I'll use my power to make you do as you please, whether it's with the royalty of this country or the royalty of another!”
Doris, who was suddenly left alone, clenched her fists as the feeling of betrayal surged through her.
As Noura peered through the open door and pushed her body in, Doris' bloodshot eyes turned to her.
“Bring Count Raylon here, now!”
At the ominous momentum, Noura hurriedly closed the door and disappeared.
“Who would give the position of Empress to Raphaela?”
Doris' index finger began to scratch at the stub of her thumbnail.
***
It seemed like I was tossing and turning in my sleep.
Unlike the fluffy blanket that was covered late, the bed sheets were soaking wet from the harassment that didn't end even after dawn and felt a little uncomfortable.
As I tried to escape the strong arms that were suffocating me like vines, a dizzying sensation enveloped my whole body again.
The hot breath that settled on my body, which was already as heavy as cotton soaked in water, was unbearable.
Rhodes tormented me until I was too tired to move a finger and too tired to even think of leaving his embrace, and then he put on the skin of a gentle lamb and embraced me.
Our bodies were so exposed that it felt like his hot body heat was being transferred to me.
But my body was rather cold, so I had no choice but to burrow into his arms until just before the light started to pour into the bedroom.
As I lifted my heavy eyelids from the daze of a night's torment, I saw a very familiar bedroom scene beyond his massive shoulders.
Walls covered in deep green. Huge windows that I couldn't even get up and walk through. Some antique furniture. My bedroom that used to be Adrienne Trovica.
“...Adrienne.”
My heart felt like it was being squeezed by old memories that briefly came to mind.
A strange sense of stability came over me as the rustling of the blanket and his breath met my ear.
Everything is the same, and yet everything has changed at the same time.
A desolate space where there was nothing but waiting, sharing breath with Noevian Trovica.
In the space where I died and sent Noevian into hell. I was with Rhodnes...
“Adrienne...”
All my random thoughts flew away in an instant.
A low voice tickled the back of my neck. I flinched, and immediately, lips followed suit.
His lips, which were about to go down again, touched my wingtips as I turned my back to him, hugging my chest with both hands.
"Ah."
"I love you."
“Roan, I think it’s morning...”
"I know."
He hugged me tightly from behind. I answered, trembling slightly as our impossibly healthy bodies came into contact.
“If I do it now... I might really die.”
"...Yes."
He bent down from behind, biting and licking my earlobe as if he was sorry.
As I shrugged my shoulders, a large hand dug between my armpits, grabbed my chin, and turned it toward him.
The ferocity of the previous night was completely hidden, and the sweetest breath in the world penetrated my mouth.
That was when.
Knock knock.
“Madam, I have an urgent message.”
As I pushed away the hand that would not let go until the end, Jonah, who had no idea that Rhodnes would stay here, opened the door and came in, widening her eyes.
“I, I...”
“Leave it.”
At the sound of Rhodnes's cold voice, Jonah came over, creaking like a broken clock, and dashed away, leaving the letter on the bed.
I reached out and looked through the letter.
I, that is, the content was that there was someone who was asking around to find Blie.
None other than Elacon.
And the moment I saw the name on it, I froze.
Rhodnes, who was still hugging me from behind, rested his chin on my shoulder to read the letter.
“...Olivia Lucia?”
The deeply immersed voice of Rhodnes softly seeped into my ears.
“Do you know her?”
"Yes."
The blood inside my body, which had been burning hot all night, cooled down.
Olivia Lucia.
It was my nanny's name.
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