Linel found what he wanted to eat, one after another.
In the bathroom, he ate my lips, and after bathing, he ate tangerines in bed.
I kept peeling tangerines, and he kept taking his.
He occasionally bit my fingers as he took them, making me wonder if my fingers were the next thing he wanted to eat.
“Is it good?”
“Yeah, but they’re too sweet.”
He finished his fifth tangerine in the blink of an eye and replied with a somewhat regretful expression.
“Why? Sweet is better, right?”
“I’m eating it because I want something sour...”
“Then why don’t you have lemons instead of tangerines?”
Of course, it was a joke.
But he swallowed, saying he hadn’t thought of that.
“Oh, really?”
Thirty minutes later, Sharon brought the lemons.
“I cut them up so they’re easy to eat.”
“I think Emperor Linel is planning to push a pumpkin-like child onto Prince Norton. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let it slide after seeing them kissing.”
“Are you perhaps referring to... Her Highness Rosie?”
“That’s right! You’ve already guessed who she is, Grand Duke? Yes, the pumpkin!”
Princess Resilia replied in a nervous voice, her eyes narrowing into triangles.
Grand Duke Martins admitted that Rosie was the most unattractive of the concubines, but he had never thought of her as a pumpkin.
The Grand Duke immediately mentioned Rosie because he knew that there was an unusual atmosphere flowing between Prince Norton and Rosie.
“Did His Majesty give permission?”
“Yes, Norton himself said so. To me, the one who bore his son!”
“Hmm... Then Her Highness Rosie will become the Crown Princess of the Pasha Empire.”
If Emperor Calvain died young without a successor, Prince Norton would likely inherit the throne, and in that case, Rosie could suddenly become the Empress of the Pasha Empire.
Just imagining it made Resilia feel sick.
‘So, instead of wasting your time, you should have treated Prince Norton better, who had run away with you in the middle of the night.’
She had returned to the kingdom, leaving behind her newborn son, and now she was expected to receive such treatment?
Grand Duke Martins clicked his tongue inwardly.
“Rams, I have to find my son. Do you know where he has taken that little one!”
Princess Resilia’s eyes welled up with tears, as if a sudden surge of maternal love had been absent.
However, it wasn’t because she missed Rams, but because she longed for her last hope.
“I must write a letter to Princess Jasper.”
“Huh? What are you going to write?”
“I have to tell everyone about this situation. I’ll reveal everything. I’m in trouble now.”
Princess Resilia seemed to have made up her mind.
“If they find out Norton and I have a child... and a son at that! Then would the Pasha Empire want me to marry off to Rosie? The Crown Princess position is mine! I won’t take it from that pumpkin!”
Resilia’s eyes flashed with desire.
At times like this, she didn’t seem so foolish.
It was fascinating how the siblings’ vulgarity became even more evident in times of crisis.
‘Prince Norton must be having a bit of a headache,’
Thought Grand Duke Martins, touching his forehead.
In fact, Princess Resilia’s words made a lot of sense.
With Rams between them, the Pasha Empire would undoubtedly want Princess Resilia to marry Prince Norton, rather than Rosie.
And if that happens...
'Is Her Highness Rosie going to end up becoming Prince Norton's mistress?'
In Rosie's bedroom, a human, two wyverns, and a cat were engaged in a serious discussion.
"Are you really going? Do you want to go live in the Pasha Empire with Norton or Burton?"
Moiya was nervous.
"I want to live here."
"And you want to be with Norton?"
Moiya asked again.
Rosie nodded without hesitation.
"Greedy! Still, Rosie looks happy, Moni~."
Moni clapped her hands, but Moiya and Aoshi's expressions were not good.
"Meow... (I like living here...)"
Aoshi planned to follow Rosie.
However, he was a little sad that he wouldn't be able to see Moiya often. He had just become close with the smart Moni, so it was a shame. Plus, Nana, the ball dog that was already dead, was on his mind.
The enemy dog that ran to Rosie's palace every day.
Thinking that her burdensome affection wasn't much longer, he felt a little sad.
"Well, if the Pasha Imperial Sausage is tastier than this, I'd be all for it, but..."
Moiya said, licking her lips.
"Moiya and Moni can get to the Pasha Empire quickly, so it doesn't matter, but I'm most sad that I won't be able to see Her Majesty the Empress. And Her Highness Melanie, too."
Rosie had been feeling uneasy ever since she heard Linel tell her to go to the Pasha Empire with Prince Norton in the Grand Palace.
"There's only Norton, and here we have Her Majesty the Empress, Melanie, me, Moni, Aoshi, and Sharon. What are you worried about?"
Moiya asked, seeming incomprehensible.
"I know why, Moni~,"
Moni said in a profound voice and began to dance.
"Oh? You know why Rosie abandoned everyone here to follow Norton?"
Moiya asked. Aoshi stared at Moni with a curious expression.
"Ah!"
Moni flew down onto Rosie's lap in an instant, looked up at her, and whispered secretly,
"Rosie is now a breeding base, Moni~."
"What, what are you saying...?!"
Rosie's face turned pink, matching Moni's body color.
"Aha, that's right! Then shall we learn something from the great wyverns?"
Moiya also danced a shoulder dance and said,
"...What."
"What do you mean, Moiya~?"
Moiya snickered and patted Moni, and Moni continued speaking to Rosie.
"That's how we mate, Moni~?"
"!"
In the bathroom, he ate my lips, and after bathing, he ate tangerines in bed.
I kept peeling tangerines, and he kept taking his.
He occasionally bit my fingers as he took them, making me wonder if my fingers were the next thing he wanted to eat.
“Is it good?”
“Yeah, but they’re too sweet.”
He finished his fifth tangerine in the blink of an eye and replied with a somewhat regretful expression.
“Why? Sweet is better, right?”
“I’m eating it because I want something sour...”
“Then why don’t you have lemons instead of tangerines?”
Of course, it was a joke.
But he swallowed, saying he hadn’t thought of that.
“Oh, really?”
Thirty minutes later, Sharon brought the lemons.
“I cut them up so they’re easy to eat.”
They were a good size, but lemons can’t be eaten like other fruits.
The scent of lemon made my tongue water.
Linel picked up a thick slice of lemon.
Just watching it enter his mouth made me taste its sourness.
He savored it as if he were eating chocolate.
Sharon and I both frowned at the shocking sight.
Was it a less sour lemon?
Watching him savor the lemon with such relish, I put a slice in my mouth too.
“Ahhh... sour!”
But as soon as I put the lemon in my mouth, my salivary glands exploded, my body trembled, and I immediately spit it out.
“Why, it’s just right?”
He picked up the lemon slice I had spit out and put it in his mouth as if nothing had happened.
“It tastes even better because you’ve tasted it.”
He was always making awkward noises in his deep, low voice.
Why was it always me who felt embarrassed by his remarks?
Sharon quietly left the bedroom, pretending not to hear anything.
“I’m going to have smoked duck tomorrow.”
“Do you want that?”
“There’s more than one thing I want.”
He rattled off his cravings for several minutes, including some he didn’t normally like.
Strangely, as Linel began to eat the lemon, I felt something shift in my stomach.
It wasn’t me who ate the lemon; it was Linel, but it was like the baby inside me was reacting.
He chewed the last remaining lemon slice and called my name very sweetly.
“Zelda.”
His breath smelled like lemon.
“Yes?”
I sensed something in his gaze.
His hungry gaze now wanted me.
I blinked rapidly and mustered up the courage to act cute.
“Why? Why are you looking at me like that? Am I that pretty?”
I sniffed, making a flower cup with both hands.
“Ugh!”
Linel suddenly retched.
The timing was so odd...
After the first trial, Princess Resilia returned to the annex and went straight to Grand Duke Martins's room. She was feeling uneasy for a number of reasons.
"Brother always says I'm causing trouble, but he's the one who caused the big one, right?"
Princess Resilia patted her robe and complained to Grand Duke Martins.
The sight of Prince Tesla in the courtroom was horrifying.
She rubbed her eyes several times to confirm the verdict.
Her brother, popular with the noble ladies of the Kingdom of Shattonil, had aged a full twenty years in the past few days.
She was most shocked by the fact that Prince Tesla's once-close teeth had fallen out.
If it weren't for her brother, she would have chuckled and laughed every time he spoke, just like the other nobles in the courtroom.
Fortunately, seeing him brazenly speak despite his appearance, it seemed she had some degree of faith in him.
"Ha. So it was Zelda who stole the Avatar Sword?"
Princess Resilia recalled Zelda, her head held high in the courtroom, dumbfounded.
Zelda would be in for a rude awakening if the "Incarnation Sword" were to be brought up as evidence at tomorrow's trial.
But she didn't want to see Roxana become so arrogant.
"Roxana, you're funny. The Incarnation Sword originally belonged to the Magic Tower Lord. And why are you making such a fuss about it being stolen? You shameless island idiot. And you too, brother. Why would you handle things like that? I don't like it!"
“The Prince made a deal with Roxana to get the Princess out of the Empress’s palace,”
Grand Duke Martins feigned a gloomy air.
“Are you saying Roxana threatened my brother with my life?”
“Yes, so the Prince took action himself because the Princess’s life was at stake.”
Contrary to Grand Duke Martins’s words, the truth was completely different.
Prince Tesla was more concerned with obtaining the Avatar Sword than with his sister’s safety.
He had personally infiltrated Zelda’s quarters to monopolize the sword for himself.
“What will happen to my brother if he loses the trial?”
Princess Resilia thought it unlikely, but an ominous feeling lingered within her.
Grand Duke Martins fell silent for a moment at the Princess’s question, then cautiously spoke.
“It will be a major blow to our kingdom.”
“Is it the death penalty?”
“Princess, the Prince didn’t commit murder. It was attempted murder. And fortunately, according to continental law, you can’t just kill the royal family or members of another country. Unless you succeeded in killing them.”
“Then, is an Emperor who steals the corn of a foreign Prince and destroys his family line forgiven?”
Princess Resilia asked with a genuine curiosity.
“Of course, it’s impossible. But it’s a different story when it’s the Emperor of the Lapion Empire, the most powerful nation on the Northern Continent. And it’s even worse when it’s our Kingdom of Shattonil.”
Princess Resilia felt despair at Grand Duke Martins’s words.
“But... I think he’s really out of his mind.”
Princess Resilia muttered to herself, thinking of Linel.
Even putting aside the matter of her brother, how could he just ignore the sight of his concubine kissing a Prince from another country?
She truly couldn’t understand it.
“I somewhat agree with that.”
Grand Duke Martins raised a corner of his mouth in agreement.
“How could he possibly be pushing his own concubine onto Prince Norton?”
“What... are you talking about?”
Grand Duke Martins, who had assumed the Princess was speaking and sympathized with Prince Tesla, tilted his head in confusion.
The scent of lemon made my tongue water.
Linel picked up a thick slice of lemon.
Just watching it enter his mouth made me taste its sourness.
He savored it as if he were eating chocolate.
Sharon and I both frowned at the shocking sight.
Was it a less sour lemon?
Watching him savor the lemon with such relish, I put a slice in my mouth too.
“Ahhh... sour!”
But as soon as I put the lemon in my mouth, my salivary glands exploded, my body trembled, and I immediately spit it out.
“Why, it’s just right?”
He picked up the lemon slice I had spit out and put it in his mouth as if nothing had happened.
“It tastes even better because you’ve tasted it.”
He was always making awkward noises in his deep, low voice.
Why was it always me who felt embarrassed by his remarks?
Sharon quietly left the bedroom, pretending not to hear anything.
“I’m going to have smoked duck tomorrow.”
“Do you want that?”
“There’s more than one thing I want.”
He rattled off his cravings for several minutes, including some he didn’t normally like.
Strangely, as Linel began to eat the lemon, I felt something shift in my stomach.
It wasn’t me who ate the lemon; it was Linel, but it was like the baby inside me was reacting.
He chewed the last remaining lemon slice and called my name very sweetly.
“Zelda.”
His breath smelled like lemon.
“Yes?”
I sensed something in his gaze.
His hungry gaze now wanted me.
I blinked rapidly and mustered up the courage to act cute.
“Why? Why are you looking at me like that? Am I that pretty?”
I sniffed, making a flower cup with both hands.
“Ugh!”
Linel suddenly retched.
The timing was so odd...
***
After the first trial, Princess Resilia returned to the annex and went straight to Grand Duke Martins's room. She was feeling uneasy for a number of reasons.
"Brother always says I'm causing trouble, but he's the one who caused the big one, right?"
Princess Resilia patted her robe and complained to Grand Duke Martins.
The sight of Prince Tesla in the courtroom was horrifying.
She rubbed her eyes several times to confirm the verdict.
Her brother, popular with the noble ladies of the Kingdom of Shattonil, had aged a full twenty years in the past few days.
She was most shocked by the fact that Prince Tesla's once-close teeth had fallen out.
If it weren't for her brother, she would have chuckled and laughed every time he spoke, just like the other nobles in the courtroom.
Fortunately, seeing him brazenly speak despite his appearance, it seemed she had some degree of faith in him.
"Ha. So it was Zelda who stole the Avatar Sword?"
Princess Resilia recalled Zelda, her head held high in the courtroom, dumbfounded.
Zelda would be in for a rude awakening if the "Incarnation Sword" were to be brought up as evidence at tomorrow's trial.
But she didn't want to see Roxana become so arrogant.
"Roxana, you're funny. The Incarnation Sword originally belonged to the Magic Tower Lord. And why are you making such a fuss about it being stolen? You shameless island idiot. And you too, brother. Why would you handle things like that? I don't like it!"
“The Prince made a deal with Roxana to get the Princess out of the Empress’s palace,”
Grand Duke Martins feigned a gloomy air.
“Are you saying Roxana threatened my brother with my life?”
“Yes, so the Prince took action himself because the Princess’s life was at stake.”
Contrary to Grand Duke Martins’s words, the truth was completely different.
Prince Tesla was more concerned with obtaining the Avatar Sword than with his sister’s safety.
He had personally infiltrated Zelda’s quarters to monopolize the sword for himself.
“What will happen to my brother if he loses the trial?”
Princess Resilia thought it unlikely, but an ominous feeling lingered within her.
Grand Duke Martins fell silent for a moment at the Princess’s question, then cautiously spoke.
“It will be a major blow to our kingdom.”
“Is it the death penalty?”
“Princess, the Prince didn’t commit murder. It was attempted murder. And fortunately, according to continental law, you can’t just kill the royal family or members of another country. Unless you succeeded in killing them.”
“Then, is an Emperor who steals the corn of a foreign Prince and destroys his family line forgiven?”
Princess Resilia asked with a genuine curiosity.
“Of course, it’s impossible. But it’s a different story when it’s the Emperor of the Lapion Empire, the most powerful nation on the Northern Continent. And it’s even worse when it’s our Kingdom of Shattonil.”
Princess Resilia felt despair at Grand Duke Martins’s words.
“But... I think he’s really out of his mind.”
Princess Resilia muttered to herself, thinking of Linel.
Even putting aside the matter of her brother, how could he just ignore the sight of his concubine kissing a Prince from another country?
She truly couldn’t understand it.
“I somewhat agree with that.”
Grand Duke Martins raised a corner of his mouth in agreement.
“How could he possibly be pushing his own concubine onto Prince Norton?”
“What... are you talking about?”
Grand Duke Martins, who had assumed the Princess was speaking and sympathized with Prince Tesla, tilted his head in confusion.
“I think Emperor Linel is planning to push a pumpkin-like child onto Prince Norton. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let it slide after seeing them kissing.”
“Are you perhaps referring to... Her Highness Rosie?”
“That’s right! You’ve already guessed who she is, Grand Duke? Yes, the pumpkin!”
Princess Resilia replied in a nervous voice, her eyes narrowing into triangles.
Grand Duke Martins admitted that Rosie was the most unattractive of the concubines, but he had never thought of her as a pumpkin.
The Grand Duke immediately mentioned Rosie because he knew that there was an unusual atmosphere flowing between Prince Norton and Rosie.
“Did His Majesty give permission?”
“Yes, Norton himself said so. To me, the one who bore his son!”
“Hmm... Then Her Highness Rosie will become the Crown Princess of the Pasha Empire.”
If Emperor Calvain died young without a successor, Prince Norton would likely inherit the throne, and in that case, Rosie could suddenly become the Empress of the Pasha Empire.
Just imagining it made Resilia feel sick.
‘So, instead of wasting your time, you should have treated Prince Norton better, who had run away with you in the middle of the night.’
She had returned to the kingdom, leaving behind her newborn son, and now she was expected to receive such treatment?
Grand Duke Martins clicked his tongue inwardly.
“Rams, I have to find my son. Do you know where he has taken that little one!”
Princess Resilia’s eyes welled up with tears, as if a sudden surge of maternal love had been absent.
However, it wasn’t because she missed Rams, but because she longed for her last hope.
“I must write a letter to Princess Jasper.”
“Huh? What are you going to write?”
“I have to tell everyone about this situation. I’ll reveal everything. I’m in trouble now.”
Princess Resilia seemed to have made up her mind.
“If they find out Norton and I have a child... and a son at that! Then would the Pasha Empire want me to marry off to Rosie? The Crown Princess position is mine! I won’t take it from that pumpkin!”
Resilia’s eyes flashed with desire.
At times like this, she didn’t seem so foolish.
It was fascinating how the siblings’ vulgarity became even more evident in times of crisis.
‘Prince Norton must be having a bit of a headache,’
Thought Grand Duke Martins, touching his forehead.
In fact, Princess Resilia’s words made a lot of sense.
With Rams between them, the Pasha Empire would undoubtedly want Princess Resilia to marry Prince Norton, rather than Rosie.
And if that happens...
'Is Her Highness Rosie going to end up becoming Prince Norton's mistress?'
***
In Rosie's bedroom, a human, two wyverns, and a cat were engaged in a serious discussion.
"Are you really going? Do you want to go live in the Pasha Empire with Norton or Burton?"
Moiya was nervous.
"I want to live here."
"And you want to be with Norton?"
Moiya asked again.
Rosie nodded without hesitation.
"Greedy! Still, Rosie looks happy, Moni~."
Moni clapped her hands, but Moiya and Aoshi's expressions were not good.
"Meow... (I like living here...)"
Aoshi planned to follow Rosie.
However, he was a little sad that he wouldn't be able to see Moiya often. He had just become close with the smart Moni, so it was a shame. Plus, Nana, the ball dog that was already dead, was on his mind.
The enemy dog that ran to Rosie's palace every day.
Thinking that her burdensome affection wasn't much longer, he felt a little sad.
"Well, if the Pasha Imperial Sausage is tastier than this, I'd be all for it, but..."
Moiya said, licking her lips.
"Moiya and Moni can get to the Pasha Empire quickly, so it doesn't matter, but I'm most sad that I won't be able to see Her Majesty the Empress. And Her Highness Melanie, too."
Rosie had been feeling uneasy ever since she heard Linel tell her to go to the Pasha Empire with Prince Norton in the Grand Palace.
"There's only Norton, and here we have Her Majesty the Empress, Melanie, me, Moni, Aoshi, and Sharon. What are you worried about?"
Moiya asked, seeming incomprehensible.
"I know why, Moni~,"
Moni said in a profound voice and began to dance.
"Oh? You know why Rosie abandoned everyone here to follow Norton?"
Moiya asked. Aoshi stared at Moni with a curious expression.
"Ah!"
Moni flew down onto Rosie's lap in an instant, looked up at her, and whispered secretly,
"Rosie is now a breeding base, Moni~."
"What, what are you saying...?!"
Rosie's face turned pink, matching Moni's body color.
"Aha, that's right! Then shall we learn something from the great wyverns?"
Moiya also danced a shoulder dance and said,
"...What."
"What do you mean, Moiya~?"
Moiya snickered and patted Moni, and Moni continued speaking to Rosie.
"That's how we mate, Moni~?"
"!"
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