65. If you make me crazy, you should go crazy too.
A sudden strong force pushed Daphne forward. She was about to fall backwards in her chair when a strong arm caught her.
Daphne could only open her mouth and accept it, one hand trapped in the arm wrapped around the chair, the other holding her wrist.
He was delving into Daphne's lips without thinking. He gave her a chance to breathe and kissed her again. He looked at her face and explored her mouth.
A sloshing sound filled her ears. Daphne gasped for breath and looked up at Asherad.
“What are you trying to do by driving me crazy like this?”
“...”
“Yeah, Daphne?”
He gasped and kissed Daphne's neck. Daphne swallowed a short scream.
The lips that were teasing her neck revealed their teeth and bit her neck. Daphne's body also became hot with a tingling sensation and panting breath.
Asherad knelt down and touched Daphne's ankle. He looked at her face. But Daphne's face was flushed with excitement and sparkled so seductively. Even a Saint who had been celibate all his life would stand up to that face.
The hem of her skirt was lifted up, revealing her underwear. Wait, isn't this a bed? Daphne was about to say something to Asherad, but soon she twisted her waist in surprise. A sound like the cry of an animal burst out.
Her hair turned white, and Daphne's breathing became more labored. She trembled and looked helplessly at Asherad.
As she looked at Asherad with tearful eyes, he lifted the corners of his mouth and wiped her trembling lips.
“My dear Daphne.”
“...”
“If you made me crazy, you should be crazy too.”
He whispered in Daphne's ear in a gentle voice. Asherad lifted Daphne up. When her trembling legs gave out, Asherad held Daphne in his arms. He was going to take her to bed.
Even though he was standing in front of the bed, Asherad did not put Daphne down and just looked at her.
“Daphne, to be honest...”
He whispered affectionately.
“I don’t think this is bad.”
What if it's this? Asked with a smile, he answered the question that seemed odd.
“You’re walking around in my arms with your ankle hurt.”
“...”
“Not bad. It means you have to be there wherever I go.”
The sound made her body flinch. However, Asherad tightened his grip on Daphne.
“Should I just break your ankles?”
A sinister voice was heard. Before Daphne could even struggle, her body was thrown down onto the bed.
The eyes, like a forest of fresh green, became a forest of night and willingly devoured the woman contained within them. It was closer to a desire for destruction than lust.
Daphne was momentarily terrified. The price for seducing a man was too high. He stroked Daphne's uninjured ankle.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!”
She looked up with tearful eyes. Asherad looked at her face and raised the corners of his mouth.
My woman, writhing in my arms with tearful eyes.
He touched Daphne's cheek soothingly and then took off her clothes. Daphne's clothes were difficult to take off, so Asherad tore most of them off.
It was the first time in a long time that she was naked under his arms. The cold air gave her goosebumps.
Asherad thoroughly enjoyed seeing Daphne's naked body for the first time in a long time. He could not resist his momentary impulse and did not want to end this time quickly.
As if rekindling a flame that had already burst out, Asherad kissed every nook and cranny of Daphne's body. Daphne twisted her body and let out a familiar moan.
Daphne thought she was a dog.
She thought she was a tool to release his lust. But what is it like now? The way he was trying to arouse Daphne in some way was definitely not treating her like a dog.
He was delighted. He really wanted to please her.
So, to Daphne's pride, she was always excited when she came into contact with him, like a dog that drools when fed.
“Euuuung!”
So Daphne twisted her body, deliberately making sweeter sounds, hoping that he would think it was the reward for his efforts. As if she had never been this excited before.
Daphne opened her eyes wide at the overwhelming pleasure that was coming her way.
The flirtatious voice that had been exaggerated until now became the sound of a wet animal again. As Daphne's legs trembled, Asherad whispered in her ear.
“You didn’t like it?”
“Ugh!”
There was a sound of flesh rubbing against flesh. Daphne nodded.
“You don’t like me doing it with other women?”
At those words, Daphne nodded again. His slow movements began to speed up little by little. Ah, just a little more...
A look of joy appeared on Asherad's face.
Daphne opened her mouth to Asherad.
“You’re with another woman! You’re in love! You’re even making eye contact!”
“...”
“Ah, ugh! Sleeping too! Kissing too! Aaaah!”
“...”
“I don’t like getting married either!”
Daphne couldn't remember what she said after that.
It was because his gestures had become rougher. Her head felt like it was boiling. The light kept flashing like it was blinking. Her whole body's senses became more sensitive.
“I don’t like it... I don’t like it, I don’t like it!”
Whether it was because she didn't want to be held in his arms, or because she didn't want him to get married, or because she didn't want the man himself, Daphne kept making eye contact with him and said she didn't want to.
"No?"
"No!"
He let out a low laugh. Even she couldn't tell what it was she really hated anymore.
“Welcome.”
At the gentle voice, Daphne lifted her head from her bowed position. Daphne, who had been standing hesitantly, went inside. Veronica's maid smiled kindly and pulled out a chair for her.
“Have some tea.”
The hot, steaming tea smelled good. Veronica smiled kindly as Daphne sipped the sweet tea.
“Are you surprised by the sudden call?”
"No."
“I thought you’d be awake by this time.”
Daphne looked at Veronica, taken aback by the strange meaning behind those words. Veronica was still smiling.
“How does the tea taste?”
"Great."
“Fruit tea is everyone’s favorite tea. It’s not a particularly difficult tea.”
Daphne flinched at Veronica's words. Daphne remembered what Ioannis had taught her.
Not all the palace people speak as directly as Kalista. The way they speak their harsh words beautifully is what makes them noble.
Be careful, the tongue is more dangerous than the sword. Daphne felt the sword pass over her several times. A chill ran down her spine.
“Yes. I am very happy to be able to drink such delicious tea thanks to Your Highness’s consideration. As you know, I am of humble origins and am ignorant about tea.”
But Daphne didn't dare to fight back when she was stabbed. She wasn't even given a knife.
All Daphne could do was roll over and surrender as she always did.
'I'm no match for you.'
Veronica opened her eyes wide when she heard Daphne's words. In any case, it meant that Daphne had understood her sarcasm.
Moreover, Daphne drank her tea without any great deviation from etiquette, which was proof that she was an educated woman.
“How unexpected. Miss Daphne.”
“...”
“There are two reasons why a person shows such humility. The first is when the other person is truly inferior to me and I am showing my intention to submit to them...”
“...”
“I guess you just gave in because you thought you already had the upper hand.”
Her voice sounded cold when she spoke the second time. What could she mean? Daphne wanted to know the true meaning of her words. But Veronica smiled.
“I think we can get along well.”
"What..."
Veronica smiled gently. She looked at the Emperor's foolish concubine.
“Miss Daphne. I don’t particularly want His Majesty’s love. What I want is to become the Empress of this place.”
Daphne clutched the hem of her skirt at Veronica's words.
“His Majesty’s love, heart, and body. Take them if you want. Ah, of course, I will have to give birth to the successor, so please be lenient about that.”
“...”
“I will keep co-sleeping to a minimum. If His Majesty wishes, I will not refuse. But you know I cannot refuse, right?”
That... that... That kind of words. Veronica took Daphne's hand. Her voice was full of warmth, but her hands were as cold as snakes.
“Help me. I am in a situation where I have to rely on your affection.”
Ah, Daphne's heart weakened when she saw those desperate eyes. If a noble Princess had to ask even the lowly Daphne for help, wouldn't she be able to live up to those expectations?
“I also have someone I love.”
“...”
“He is someone I left behind in my home country.”
Just as Daphne was about to answer, the door burst open.
“You still manage to deceive people with that snake-like tongue!”
A loud crash rang out. It was Kalista who appeared, grabbing the hair of the maids blocking her way.
A sudden strong force pushed Daphne forward. She was about to fall backwards in her chair when a strong arm caught her.
Daphne could only open her mouth and accept it, one hand trapped in the arm wrapped around the chair, the other holding her wrist.
He was delving into Daphne's lips without thinking. He gave her a chance to breathe and kissed her again. He looked at her face and explored her mouth.
A sloshing sound filled her ears. Daphne gasped for breath and looked up at Asherad.
“What are you trying to do by driving me crazy like this?”
“...”
“Yeah, Daphne?”
He gasped and kissed Daphne's neck. Daphne swallowed a short scream.
The lips that were teasing her neck revealed their teeth and bit her neck. Daphne's body also became hot with a tingling sensation and panting breath.
Asherad knelt down and touched Daphne's ankle. He looked at her face. But Daphne's face was flushed with excitement and sparkled so seductively. Even a Saint who had been celibate all his life would stand up to that face.
The hem of her skirt was lifted up, revealing her underwear. Wait, isn't this a bed? Daphne was about to say something to Asherad, but soon she twisted her waist in surprise. A sound like the cry of an animal burst out.
Her hair turned white, and Daphne's breathing became more labored. She trembled and looked helplessly at Asherad.
As she looked at Asherad with tearful eyes, he lifted the corners of his mouth and wiped her trembling lips.
“My dear Daphne.”
“...”
“If you made me crazy, you should be crazy too.”
He whispered in Daphne's ear in a gentle voice. Asherad lifted Daphne up. When her trembling legs gave out, Asherad held Daphne in his arms. He was going to take her to bed.
Even though he was standing in front of the bed, Asherad did not put Daphne down and just looked at her.
“Daphne, to be honest...”
He whispered affectionately.
“I don’t think this is bad.”
What if it's this? Asked with a smile, he answered the question that seemed odd.
“You’re walking around in my arms with your ankle hurt.”
“...”
“Not bad. It means you have to be there wherever I go.”
The sound made her body flinch. However, Asherad tightened his grip on Daphne.
“Should I just break your ankles?”
A sinister voice was heard. Before Daphne could even struggle, her body was thrown down onto the bed.
The eyes, like a forest of fresh green, became a forest of night and willingly devoured the woman contained within them. It was closer to a desire for destruction than lust.
Daphne was momentarily terrified. The price for seducing a man was too high. He stroked Daphne's uninjured ankle.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!”
She looked up with tearful eyes. Asherad looked at her face and raised the corners of his mouth.
My woman, writhing in my arms with tearful eyes.
He touched Daphne's cheek soothingly and then took off her clothes. Daphne's clothes were difficult to take off, so Asherad tore most of them off.
It was the first time in a long time that she was naked under his arms. The cold air gave her goosebumps.
Asherad thoroughly enjoyed seeing Daphne's naked body for the first time in a long time. He could not resist his momentary impulse and did not want to end this time quickly.
As if rekindling a flame that had already burst out, Asherad kissed every nook and cranny of Daphne's body. Daphne twisted her body and let out a familiar moan.
Daphne thought she was a dog.
She thought she was a tool to release his lust. But what is it like now? The way he was trying to arouse Daphne in some way was definitely not treating her like a dog.
He was delighted. He really wanted to please her.
So, to Daphne's pride, she was always excited when she came into contact with him, like a dog that drools when fed.
“Euuuung!”
So Daphne twisted her body, deliberately making sweeter sounds, hoping that he would think it was the reward for his efforts. As if she had never been this excited before.
Daphne opened her eyes wide at the overwhelming pleasure that was coming her way.
The flirtatious voice that had been exaggerated until now became the sound of a wet animal again. As Daphne's legs trembled, Asherad whispered in her ear.
“You didn’t like it?”
“Ugh!”
There was a sound of flesh rubbing against flesh. Daphne nodded.
“You don’t like me doing it with other women?”
At those words, Daphne nodded again. His slow movements began to speed up little by little. Ah, just a little more...
A look of joy appeared on Asherad's face.
Daphne opened her mouth to Asherad.
“You’re with another woman! You’re in love! You’re even making eye contact!”
“...”
“Ah, ugh! Sleeping too! Kissing too! Aaaah!”
“...”
“I don’t like getting married either!”
Daphne couldn't remember what she said after that.
It was because his gestures had become rougher. Her head felt like it was boiling. The light kept flashing like it was blinking. Her whole body's senses became more sensitive.
“I don’t like it... I don’t like it, I don’t like it!”
Whether it was because she didn't want to be held in his arms, or because she didn't want him to get married, or because she didn't want the man himself, Daphne kept making eye contact with him and said she didn't want to.
"No?"
"No!"
He let out a low laugh. Even she couldn't tell what it was she really hated anymore.
***
“Welcome.”
At the gentle voice, Daphne lifted her head from her bowed position. Daphne, who had been standing hesitantly, went inside. Veronica's maid smiled kindly and pulled out a chair for her.
“Have some tea.”
The hot, steaming tea smelled good. Veronica smiled kindly as Daphne sipped the sweet tea.
“Are you surprised by the sudden call?”
"No."
“I thought you’d be awake by this time.”
Daphne looked at Veronica, taken aback by the strange meaning behind those words. Veronica was still smiling.
“How does the tea taste?”
"Great."
“Fruit tea is everyone’s favorite tea. It’s not a particularly difficult tea.”
Daphne flinched at Veronica's words. Daphne remembered what Ioannis had taught her.
Not all the palace people speak as directly as Kalista. The way they speak their harsh words beautifully is what makes them noble.
Be careful, the tongue is more dangerous than the sword. Daphne felt the sword pass over her several times. A chill ran down her spine.
“Yes. I am very happy to be able to drink such delicious tea thanks to Your Highness’s consideration. As you know, I am of humble origins and am ignorant about tea.”
But Daphne didn't dare to fight back when she was stabbed. She wasn't even given a knife.
All Daphne could do was roll over and surrender as she always did.
'I'm no match for you.'
Veronica opened her eyes wide when she heard Daphne's words. In any case, it meant that Daphne had understood her sarcasm.
Moreover, Daphne drank her tea without any great deviation from etiquette, which was proof that she was an educated woman.
“How unexpected. Miss Daphne.”
“...”
“There are two reasons why a person shows such humility. The first is when the other person is truly inferior to me and I am showing my intention to submit to them...”
“...”
“I guess you just gave in because you thought you already had the upper hand.”
Her voice sounded cold when she spoke the second time. What could she mean? Daphne wanted to know the true meaning of her words. But Veronica smiled.
“I think we can get along well.”
"What..."
Veronica smiled gently. She looked at the Emperor's foolish concubine.
“Miss Daphne. I don’t particularly want His Majesty’s love. What I want is to become the Empress of this place.”
Daphne clutched the hem of her skirt at Veronica's words.
“His Majesty’s love, heart, and body. Take them if you want. Ah, of course, I will have to give birth to the successor, so please be lenient about that.”
“...”
“I will keep co-sleeping to a minimum. If His Majesty wishes, I will not refuse. But you know I cannot refuse, right?”
That... that... That kind of words. Veronica took Daphne's hand. Her voice was full of warmth, but her hands were as cold as snakes.
“Help me. I am in a situation where I have to rely on your affection.”
Ah, Daphne's heart weakened when she saw those desperate eyes. If a noble Princess had to ask even the lowly Daphne for help, wouldn't she be able to live up to those expectations?
“I also have someone I love.”
“...”
“He is someone I left behind in my home country.”
Just as Daphne was about to answer, the door burst open.
“You still manage to deceive people with that snake-like tongue!”
A loud crash rang out. It was Kalista who appeared, grabbing the hair of the maids blocking her way.
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