So the Marquis was getting angry throughout the wedding.
'I brought you here alive, and you don't even know how grateful, and now you think you're the Grand Duchess and act so arrogantly?'
He thought she'd stay quiet, but she's already trying to confront him. That's problematic. While he's influencing the Hessengard on Erna's behalf, Erna will have to sit still like a puppet, quietly following his every command.
So, on the way back from the wedding, the Marquis of Canavan called the head maid aside and gave her some instructions.
"It seems Her Highness has been under the influence of a bad influence for a short time. Even when she was in Havand, she was always so quiet and attentive to the conversations of those around her. Why on earth would she suddenly act like that at a wedding..."
The maid was quick-witted. Even though the Marquis of Canavan had been talking indirectly for some time, she immediately understood what he wanted. The Marquis was telling her to break Erna's spirit.
"Don't worry too much. After the first night, Her Highness will understand what she is carrying."
“Yeah, is there any good way?”
Then the head maid looked around and whispered in his ear. And now it happened.
The Marquis of Canavan listened to the sounds coming from within. At first, Erna's voice was screaming at him to get out, but it gradually grew quieter, and soon only the sound of sobbing could be heard. The Marquis of Canavan nodded with a satisfied expression.
This was just the beginning. Until tomorrow morning, Erna would continue to suffer humiliation. Even though she was the Grand Duchess, she was still a child, unable to truly grasp the real power.
When Canavan looked satisfied, the head maid spoke to him in a small voice, as if she wanted to show off her achievements a little more.
"I deliberately prepared clothes that were completely revealing. Princess Erna is sixteen. She's at an age when she's very sensitive to the gaze of others. But having to walk around in such clothes in front of people... and spending the entire night with another Grand Duke like that must be a huge mental burden."
"Yes. She must be very hurt. So, you and I will do our best to take good care of her."
“I wonder if there is any possibility.”
They both knew that Erna was embarrassed by her chubby and untidy appearance. Even at the wedding, she reacted sensitively to the laughter.
'Besides, that body isn't something that can be easily changed.'
As the Marquis of Canavan smiled with satisfaction, the head maid spoke to him again.
“But... will you really grant the demands of the Aether Kingdom?”
Her face, which had been chatting excitedly with the Marquis just a moment ago, darkened slightly.
“I refused because it was so insulting...”
"Oh, that's what you mean. We'll accept it for now, but in return, we'll ask for something similar. It seems that the Grand Duke from Aether isn't very cooperative."
Initially, both sides demanded that the royal families of each country undergo a physical examination, a time-honored ritual, before their first night together. They were well aware that this could place a heavy burden on the young royals involved, but they insisted on invoking this age-old ritual, hoping to inflict even a small amount of insult on the other nation.
But perhaps because it seemed too harsh, the conversation somehow ended up not doing anything.
'But Aether has come forward and said he will do it again.'
The Marquis of Canavan realized that the situation in Aether was no different.
'Well, the look in his eyes was no joke.'
Although Callion's appearance was no different from that of a starved corpse, his gaze glared intently at everyone. It was as if he were saying that if only he had remained healthy, he would have ruined the wedding.
At that moment, Erna's cries were heard again from within. The Marquis of Canavan smiled with satisfaction and spoke to the head maid.
“I hope today’s morning session ends safely.”
Bam.
The sound of the door closing brought Erna back to her senses. At the same time, she remembered what had just happened to her and what she was going through now.
Before arriving here, Erna had to meet the maids of the Aether Kingdom. They told her to climb onto a small bed, claiming they were checking to see if she was fit to produce an heir. Then, out of the blue, they grabbed her legs and tried to spread them apart. Erna screamed in protest at the unexpected action, but with cold eyes, they insisted she accept her duties as a Grand Duchess, forcing her to examine her body. A cold silver rod was thrust between her legs...
Erna looked around the room, shivering. Her already thin clothes had been pushed around, crumpled, and torn as she struggled.
'I walked down the hallway like this.'
Sheremembered the maids and knights standing here and there. In front of them, in this state.
Her hands shook, and her mind went blank. She stumbled around the room, searching for something to cover herself with. She saw the bed in the middle. Luckily, there was a thin blanket there. Erna ran frantically, wrapped herself in it, and crouched in the corner of the room.
"Mom..."
Erna called out to her mother, whose face she'd never even seen. This place was so terrifying and frightening. But the only person she could call was her mother, who was already gone. She knew no one else would take her side.
“Mom... Mom...”
She was trying to wrap herself in the blanket even more, afraid that someone might see her.
Creak. The sound of a door opening was heard.
The sound of the door opening startled Erna, who looked up. Only then did she notice that there was another door on the wall opposite where she had entered.
'They said this was the Grand Duke and his wife's bedroom.'
This was said to be the most central and splendid part of the Grand Duke's castle. Centered around this large room, to the left and right of it were private rooms for the Grand Duke and his wife, and they slept together here. Erna had been assigned the room on the left. And the door that was now open was located opposite her room. That meant...
“...!”
The moment she saw the person entering the room, Erna almost screamed.
The person who entered was, as she had expected, Callion. It was only natural. This was the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess's bedroom, and he was the one marrying her today.
What surprised Erna was not the fact that he had come in, but his appearance.
It was a simple outfit, but unlike her, who wore only one, Callion was completely naked. His body stumbled as he entered, as if he'd been pushed. Still, Callion desperately tried not to fall, stood upright, and shouted at the closed door.
"I'll remember today's events clearly! Everyone in the room!"
Callion's voice was loud and filled with anger, wondering where the strength was coming from in such a twisted body. Erna held her breath, cowered even further, and hid beside the bed.
He was a man she hated to see. But to be in the same room as him in this state? The moment she faced his naked form, Erna realized why they had forced her and Callion into the same room.
'It's to give birth to a successor.'
Before she arrived, the maids gave her a brief explanation of how to conceive. The explicit names of parts she'd never even seen properly while washing herself were already embarrassing, but the process of conceiving a child was even more disturbing. When she blushed with embarrassment, the maids giggled in amusement and explained everything without beating around the bush.
That's why Erna found the act called intercourse so disgusting. How could they put those parts together and...
'You want me to do that with him?'
The blanket wrapped around her body felt like it was strangling her. I can't. I absolutely cannot do this. Just showing this to anyone was enough to make her want to die, but if she had to strip in front of Callion, she would rather die than be naked.
As Erna shivered and cowered, Callion, sensing the presence, turned his head.
"Shit!"
He found Erna, screamed, and then desperately hid his body.
“You're crazy! Why are you here...!”
He was about to yell at Erna, asking why she was there, but he kept his mouth shut. Thinking about it, it was stranger if someone other than Erna were there.
Callion moved to the other side of the bed, flopping down on the floor. He then grabbed the sheets that remained on the bed where Erna had taken the blanket. But his bony arms were no match for the sheets pressed firmly under the mattress. After several attempts, he finally gave up, laughing in vain. Erna was driven even further mad.
Still reeling from the events that had transpired before she arrived, now she was in a room with a naked man. She was so shocked that she stopped crying. Instead, all her attention was focused on Callion. The slightest movement from him made Erna flinch, almost jumping.
But she couldn't just sit still. Erna reached over to the bed. With a groan, she removed the sheets that Callion hadn't been able to remove. She then threw them at Callion, who looked at her with a questioning look.
“Cover it! I don’t want to see it!”
As Erna screamed, Callion let out a harsh sound again and wrapped the sheet she had thrown around his body.
'I brought you here alive, and you don't even know how grateful, and now you think you're the Grand Duchess and act so arrogantly?'
He thought she'd stay quiet, but she's already trying to confront him. That's problematic. While he's influencing the Hessengard on Erna's behalf, Erna will have to sit still like a puppet, quietly following his every command.
So, on the way back from the wedding, the Marquis of Canavan called the head maid aside and gave her some instructions.
"It seems Her Highness has been under the influence of a bad influence for a short time. Even when she was in Havand, she was always so quiet and attentive to the conversations of those around her. Why on earth would she suddenly act like that at a wedding..."
The maid was quick-witted. Even though the Marquis of Canavan had been talking indirectly for some time, she immediately understood what he wanted. The Marquis was telling her to break Erna's spirit.
"Don't worry too much. After the first night, Her Highness will understand what she is carrying."
“Yeah, is there any good way?”
Then the head maid looked around and whispered in his ear. And now it happened.
The Marquis of Canavan listened to the sounds coming from within. At first, Erna's voice was screaming at him to get out, but it gradually grew quieter, and soon only the sound of sobbing could be heard. The Marquis of Canavan nodded with a satisfied expression.
This was just the beginning. Until tomorrow morning, Erna would continue to suffer humiliation. Even though she was the Grand Duchess, she was still a child, unable to truly grasp the real power.
When Canavan looked satisfied, the head maid spoke to him in a small voice, as if she wanted to show off her achievements a little more.
"I deliberately prepared clothes that were completely revealing. Princess Erna is sixteen. She's at an age when she's very sensitive to the gaze of others. But having to walk around in such clothes in front of people... and spending the entire night with another Grand Duke like that must be a huge mental burden."
"Yes. She must be very hurt. So, you and I will do our best to take good care of her."
“I wonder if there is any possibility.”
They both knew that Erna was embarrassed by her chubby and untidy appearance. Even at the wedding, she reacted sensitively to the laughter.
'Besides, that body isn't something that can be easily changed.'
As the Marquis of Canavan smiled with satisfaction, the head maid spoke to him again.
“But... will you really grant the demands of the Aether Kingdom?”
Her face, which had been chatting excitedly with the Marquis just a moment ago, darkened slightly.
“I refused because it was so insulting...”
"Oh, that's what you mean. We'll accept it for now, but in return, we'll ask for something similar. It seems that the Grand Duke from Aether isn't very cooperative."
Initially, both sides demanded that the royal families of each country undergo a physical examination, a time-honored ritual, before their first night together. They were well aware that this could place a heavy burden on the young royals involved, but they insisted on invoking this age-old ritual, hoping to inflict even a small amount of insult on the other nation.
But perhaps because it seemed too harsh, the conversation somehow ended up not doing anything.
'But Aether has come forward and said he will do it again.'
The Marquis of Canavan realized that the situation in Aether was no different.
'Well, the look in his eyes was no joke.'
Although Callion's appearance was no different from that of a starved corpse, his gaze glared intently at everyone. It was as if he were saying that if only he had remained healthy, he would have ruined the wedding.
At that moment, Erna's cries were heard again from within. The Marquis of Canavan smiled with satisfaction and spoke to the head maid.
“I hope today’s morning session ends safely.”
***
Bam.
The sound of the door closing brought Erna back to her senses. At the same time, she remembered what had just happened to her and what she was going through now.
Before arriving here, Erna had to meet the maids of the Aether Kingdom. They told her to climb onto a small bed, claiming they were checking to see if she was fit to produce an heir. Then, out of the blue, they grabbed her legs and tried to spread them apart. Erna screamed in protest at the unexpected action, but with cold eyes, they insisted she accept her duties as a Grand Duchess, forcing her to examine her body. A cold silver rod was thrust between her legs...
“Sob...”
Erna's teeth clenched as sobs flowed from her again. Never in her life had she endured such humiliation and misery. Bowing her head while being beaten with a cane by the other Queens at the Havand Palace was nothing compared to this.
'I walked down the hallway like this.'
Sheremembered the maids and knights standing here and there. In front of them, in this state.
Her hands shook, and her mind went blank. She stumbled around the room, searching for something to cover herself with. She saw the bed in the middle. Luckily, there was a thin blanket there. Erna ran frantically, wrapped herself in it, and crouched in the corner of the room.
"Mom..."
Erna called out to her mother, whose face she'd never even seen. This place was so terrifying and frightening. But the only person she could call was her mother, who was already gone. She knew no one else would take her side.
“Mom... Mom...”
She was trying to wrap herself in the blanket even more, afraid that someone might see her.
Creak. The sound of a door opening was heard.
The sound of the door opening startled Erna, who looked up. Only then did she notice that there was another door on the wall opposite where she had entered.
'They said this was the Grand Duke and his wife's bedroom.'
This was said to be the most central and splendid part of the Grand Duke's castle. Centered around this large room, to the left and right of it were private rooms for the Grand Duke and his wife, and they slept together here. Erna had been assigned the room on the left. And the door that was now open was located opposite her room. That meant...
“...!”
The moment she saw the person entering the room, Erna almost screamed.
The person who entered was, as she had expected, Callion. It was only natural. This was the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess's bedroom, and he was the one marrying her today.
What surprised Erna was not the fact that he had come in, but his appearance.
It was a simple outfit, but unlike her, who wore only one, Callion was completely naked. His body stumbled as he entered, as if he'd been pushed. Still, Callion desperately tried not to fall, stood upright, and shouted at the closed door.
"I'll remember today's events clearly! Everyone in the room!"
Callion's voice was loud and filled with anger, wondering where the strength was coming from in such a twisted body. Erna held her breath, cowered even further, and hid beside the bed.
He was a man she hated to see. But to be in the same room as him in this state? The moment she faced his naked form, Erna realized why they had forced her and Callion into the same room.
'It's to give birth to a successor.'
Before she arrived, the maids gave her a brief explanation of how to conceive. The explicit names of parts she'd never even seen properly while washing herself were already embarrassing, but the process of conceiving a child was even more disturbing. When she blushed with embarrassment, the maids giggled in amusement and explained everything without beating around the bush.
That's why Erna found the act called intercourse so disgusting. How could they put those parts together and...
'You want me to do that with him?'
The blanket wrapped around her body felt like it was strangling her. I can't. I absolutely cannot do this. Just showing this to anyone was enough to make her want to die, but if she had to strip in front of Callion, she would rather die than be naked.
As Erna shivered and cowered, Callion, sensing the presence, turned his head.
"Shit!"
He found Erna, screamed, and then desperately hid his body.
“You're crazy! Why are you here...!”
He was about to yell at Erna, asking why she was there, but he kept his mouth shut. Thinking about it, it was stranger if someone other than Erna were there.
Callion moved to the other side of the bed, flopping down on the floor. He then grabbed the sheets that remained on the bed where Erna had taken the blanket. But his bony arms were no match for the sheets pressed firmly under the mattress. After several attempts, he finally gave up, laughing in vain. Erna was driven even further mad.
Still reeling from the events that had transpired before she arrived, now she was in a room with a naked man. She was so shocked that she stopped crying. Instead, all her attention was focused on Callion. The slightest movement from him made Erna flinch, almost jumping.
But she couldn't just sit still. Erna reached over to the bed. With a groan, she removed the sheets that Callion hadn't been able to remove. She then threw them at Callion, who looked at her with a questioning look.
“Cover it! I don’t want to see it!”
As Erna screamed, Callion let out a harsh sound again and wrapped the sheet she had thrown around his body.
Comments
Post a Comment