Run Away From Me - Chapter 30

30. Crossbreeding

Daphne looked at Asherad in surprise. How did you know that? Did Olga tell him? But what does taking the fertility pills have to do with it?

But Asherad smiled brightly. Even so, his sharp eyes were gleaming with the unmistakable light of madness.

“Pretty Daphne. You were thinking of me, weren’t you?”

“...”

“Are you worried that I might crossbreed? Are you worried that you might have offspring?”

Wouldn't it be a good thing for her to be carrying the precious royal offspring? Shouldn't she be happy about it? Or is it that the offspring she carries and gives birth to will be as meaningless as the offspring of a dog raised in the palace?

Asherad's face darkened when he saw Daphne's face asking what was wrong.

“You accept me now without saying no with your mouth...”

“...”

“You don’t have the right to hate me, yet you do such cute things.”

He took his thumb out of his mouth and looked at Daphne's saliva-covered thumb, then licked it with his tongue as if he was enjoying it.

“I love you, Daphne.”

“...”

“There’s no way I wouldn’t want you to carry my seed.”

“...”

Asherad smiled and kissed Daphne's neck. Daphne was confused by this.

What she felt in her stomach took on a more sinister aura. She felt a darker, more sinister madness than anything she had ever seen before.

Daphne flinched at the momentum and tried to pull herself away from his embrace, but he still held her close.

"Your Highness."

As Daphne opened her mouth, Asherad smiled brightly. He took off Daphne’s robe. He looked at the woman’s beautiful naked body shining in white light and gave her a sweet kiss.

It was such a polite and gentle kiss. Unlike his fierce demeanor. He led Daphne to the bed and lay her down. He climbed on top of her and looked at Daphne, who was trapped in his arms.

She looked confused.

He spread her legs and looked down a little further. He lifted Daphne's ankles and placed them on his shoulders, then lifted one foot with his hand and spread it apart with great force.

“Your Highness... Ha, ugh!”

In a place she had never reached before, something she had never dared to think of had been reached. Daphne opened her eyes wide and let out a gasp.

Daphne's suppressed moans and sloppy sounds filled the room as she tried not to get distracted. Why, why? Why on earth is this person doing this to me? She was extremely confused.

Why is this man of noble blood doing this to me...

“Huhhhh!”

As she unconsciously lifted her waist and trembled, Asherad lifted his face from between her legs. As she looked at him with tearful eyes, he came inside her. The afterglow of her climax hadn't even subsided. She bit her lip, held her breath, and accepted him.

That gaze looking down. Daphne felt like she was going crazy. The moment their bodies met, the situation surrounding her and the pain disappeared, and only her instinctive emotions remained.

Daphne looked at Asherad and thought. The man who was rubbing flesh against her was still so beautiful that it was blinding to the eye.

Also, seeing the man holding her and shining his eyes made her even more excited. When Asherad's gentle movements stopped, Daphne closed her eyes.

Panting, she tried to calm her heated body. However, Asherad continued to kiss her sensitive breasts.

She felt something still burning on her thigh. Daphne looked up at Asherad with a hazy expression. The eyes looking down at her had a beautiful smile that was almost enchanting. He whispered sweet nothings into Daphne’s ear.

“So, will the fertility pills you took win, or will I win?”

“...”

“I’m going to try it.”

“Haaaah!”

Daphne's expression twisted into a pained grimace. The hard flesh was still thrusting into her.

Her body had already felt pleasure. Before she could catch her breath, he hugged Daphne again.

He was extremely cruel, taking off the mask of suppressed madness. He moved quickly, pounding her body like a horny animal.

A loud sound of wet flesh hitting flesh echoed through the room.

“Ah, ah! Aaaah!”

She screamed. Even as her body adjusted to Asherad's body, Daphne exhaled hot breath and grabbed the bed sheets. The bed creaked, and her body shook involuntarily at her rough movements.

That night, Daphne hugged Asherad roughly.

***

Kalista threw a cup at the maid who had spoken. It shattered against the wall with a crash. The maid flinched.

Kalista gasped in anger.

“Asherad, a woman in the middle of the night?!”

She let out a shrill scream. This couldn't be happening, this couldn't be happening!

Tears welled up in Kalista's eyes. She sat down and shed tears. She was truly the protagonist of tragedy.

How, how could that be? Didn't Asherad love her?

Of course, Asherad did not confess his love to her. But how much more gentle did Asherad treat Kalista?

When she asked to meet him, he put aside what he was doing and came to see her. He must have been very worried because she said she was lying down with a headache from taking care of that wicked Emperor.

He sought out the best doctors to treat her. He even gave her a puppy as a gift because he was worried that she would be lonely!

“I must see Asherad, I must see Asherad!”

When she arrived at the Crown Prince's Palace, she found Olga. She was ordering her maids around, but she seemed a bit unsteady in her movements.

“What is it, Your Majesty, the Empress?”

She bowed politely and welcomed the Empress. Olga was one of those people who thought of Kalista and flattered her.

“Who slept with His Highness yesterday?”

“That is... how.”

Kalista couldn't stand the slap and slapped Olga across the face.

“Oh my!”

Olga lost her balance and fell down. Kalista laughed in disbelief. She had been hit so many times that she knew how hard it had to be to fall down like that.

Kalista struck Olga hard enough to not knock her over. She was being considerate of the maid in charge of the Crown Prince's palace.

“Don’t joke around... What is this?”

Kalista looked at Olga with a puzzled expression as she noticed a bruise on Olga's leg. She quickly covered it up with her skirt.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I was punished for not keeping the rules...”

“That’s fine, but who is the woman that Asherad slept with? Could it be the daughter of that witch?”

The dirty woman the Emperor was after. Olga will tell the truth. Olga shook her head indifferently at Kalista's sharp question.

“No. She’s probably doing laundry at the laundromat right now.”

"Hmm..."

“If he had slept with that woman, there is no way His Highness the Crown Prince would have left her in the laundry room.”

"Yes?"

Kalista pondered. What it had been like when his father, that bastard, had wooed her mother. Always giving her gifts, always trying to protect her, telling her that if he blew, she would fly away.

But she works at a laundry?

Even she wouldn't have let it happen.

“How could His Highness the Crown Prince have sex with a lowly woman?”

Kalista frowned. That was right. It was understandable that the noble royal Asherad would be close to her to harass her. He might as well enjoy the sight of her filthy form.

The dark and twisted hobbies of nobles and royalty were so varied that Asherad's antics fell within Kalista's comprehension.

Asherad's anger was justified. She had come here to hear the details. How precarious the position of Asherad and her dead sister was, and how trashy her husband, the Emperor, was.

Yeah, how could Asherad have slept with such a woman?

“Then, who is it?”

“We don’t know either. She came wearing hoods, so we really don’t know.”

Olga said politely. Kalista frowned. Olga bowed, fearing another slap on the cheek.

“That’s true. Even if they sleep together, she’s the type of woman who won’t cause any trouble. Don’t worry.”

Olga added, perhaps misunderstanding Kalista's feelings. Kalista tried to dig deeper into Olga's feelings, but she was out of breath. No matter how much she was in the position of a 'mother', it was obvious that if she delved any further, it would turn out to be a strange picture.

“Where is Asherad?”

“He is working in his office. He asked me to tell Her Majesty the Empress that he is waiting for her when she comes.”

She withdrew her hand from striking Olga. The words, “I’m waiting,” were sweet. Yes. A man with a strong spirit... can release his desires.

No, no way. Could it be that?

If she saw that Asherad was always waiting for her like this, he must have liked her too. However, Asherad loved her too much. So he couldn't express his hot desire and just suffered and suppressed it.

In the end, Asherad gave in to his lust.

“Not to mention that he disappeared for a week last time... and didn't tell me, really.”

Personally, it was upsetting to hear that Asherad had slept with a woman. But Kalista could understand. Aren't men like that?

She walked towards the man who was waiting for her.

Olga sighed. She barely managed to survive by praying that her wrists would be cut off after being given the fertility drug.

If she reveals any more secrets here, she will be beheaded. Olga trembled. Even though Olga had cared for the Crown Prince since he was young, she did not want to become his enemy.

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