Chapter 1. Prologue
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The Marquis murmured.
“This is outrageous. ….”
He took a proper look. The knight’s wrist was almost tattered. The moment the sword swung at the arrogant slave earlier, the slave slashed the knight’s wrist with his sword.
It was an unbelievable force. It wasn’t an ordinary strength. Once the sword fell, it could not be picked up again. It was no different than hitting the floor with honor.
But the duel ended way too short.
The Knight Commander grabbed his wrist, stunned by the attack. Shed glanced at him for a moment, then suddenly threw the sword he was holding to the floor. It was a moment before the Marquis panicked.
“……?”
Shed suddenly grabbed the Knight Commander by the chest. It happened in an instant.
Pow!
He punched the Knight Commander in the face with his fist. Red blood erupted and the Knight Commander’s eyes closed for a moment.
“What!”
A vein popped up on the Marquis’s neck.
Thud!
Shed, who had thrown the knight commander, who was staggering, to the floor, retrieved the sword he had thrown to the floor again. The Knight Commander was unable to stand up again.
Shed glanced at the Commander and again bowed lightly in a knightly manner. It was the way the winner and loser greeted each other when ending a duel.
He lightly grabbed the Golden Diagonal that the servant had placed on the table at the center end of the performance hall.
No one was able to open their mouths. The Marquis was especially so. Shed said as he walked over to the frozen Marquis.
“Are you satisfied now?”
“…….”
The Marquis just couldn’t even open his mouth. It was as if his mouth had been frozen from the start.
Shed looked at Raha, who was silently blinking her eyes. She seemed more than a little surprised. There was a faint smile on Shed’s expression face for a moment.
 “I won. Master.”
“…… Ah.”
Raha, who had been captivated for a while in the duel she had never seen before, finally burst into laughter.
“It was great.”
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When they went outside, naturally, some of the Kingsguard were waiting. Not as many as this when Karzen was around, but whenever Karzen was away from the palace, the Emperor’s Kingsguard thoroughly protected Raha.
No, they were monitoring her.
“Princess. I’ll take you to your palace.”
The captain of the Kingsguard bowed his head humbly.
Raha was about to laugh, as she always did.
What kind of Kingsguard captain wouldn’t follow the emperor on an outing? He was obsessively keeping Raha’s side.
What would he do if he were to be decapitated by the slave while doing so?
No, that would be better actually.
Ignoring the knights behind them, Raha and Shed headed for the palace.
“When will His Majesty be back?”
“He said it would be a week, Princess.”
“I see. ……”
Karzen always told Raha to be “safe” and left the palace. In other words, he meant, “Stay put, only in your palace.”
“Are you going to stay in your palace, Princess?”
”Yes. I won’t come out until His Majesty returns.”
“…..Yes. Princess.”
He looked at Raha suspiciously, but the Captain of the Kingsguard bowed his head anyway.
The knights would probably begin to form a tight formation around Raha’s palace. It would be so for a week. However, it didn’t matter if they did or not.
Raha left the captain of the Kingsguard behind and walked into the palace.
“Shed.”
Raha called his name.
“Are you that powerful to begin with?”
“I can use it in moderation.”
“Is that moderation?”
Raha took Shed’s hand. Shed’s hands were much bigger and harder with calluses than hers. Raha gave it strength. Shed’s hand strengthened accordingly, but he didn’t have much.
“I guess it’s because of the branding. I didn’t think of that.”
If the branding was gone, Shed could really snap her neck. Just look at him defeating the Knight Commander with one blow….
Raha smiled at Shed.
“Take off your clothes and sit down, Shed.”
Raha opened the Golden Diagonal that Shed had won and said.
“I’ll apply the medicine for you.”
Shed took off his clothes in a familiar way. Also, as he dressed a few times, he kind of noticed what Raha liked. It was an outfit that came up to his neck that made him feel modest.
He was a slave anyway, so if his master wanted to take off his clothes at anytime, he was in a position where he should be happy to adapt. Raha ordered the maids to bring only those clothes that were close to the conquests of the nobles. How many clothes had the maids flown in?
Shed unbuttoned and took off his clothes and put them on the table. Normally he would have sat on the bed with only his pants on, but it was his knees, of all places, that Raha wanted to apply the medicine.
Raha smiled when she saw that Shed had even taken off his pants.
“You can just take off that much.”
Raha couldn’t see anymore. Looking at the thick front, Raha made Shed sit on the bed. In the meantime, she had applied a lot of expensive medicine, but his wounds hadn’t completely healed. Raha crouched down in front of Shed.Â
There were still scars on his knees beneath his firm, outstretched thighs. Raha opened the cap of the Golden Diagonal. Inside, it was filled with a white ointment with a strong herbal scent.
Raha took a handful of the ointment and applied it to Shed’s knees. After applying the same amount to both knees, she lifted her head.
Her eyes met with Shed’s, who was looking down at her.
“Shall I apply it to other places too?”
Because Shed had many sword marks all over his body. His shoulders, chest, arms, etc. …….
“They’re old. It would be a waste to use it.”
“I see.”
Then Raha applied the ointment she had left on her hand over the scars on Shed’s thighs. Unlike the other scars, there was a particularly long sword mark. The firm feel of the thigh was comfortably familiar to her hand.
“Why did you get injured here?”
It was a question of no great significance. Contrary to what she thought that Shed wouldn’t answer, she got a surprisingly clear answer.
“My uncle drew it and he died.”
“……?”
Raha, who had been touching his thighs, raised her gaze.
“You lived in a strange family too, I see. Everyone seems to do that to some degree.”
Raha’s words were oozing with a strange sense of relief. Perhaps it was because she knew that she was not the only one with such a crazy and terrifying immoral family. Sometimes people are relieved by the fact that they are not the only ones living in hell.
Raha needed some relief, though not in an ideal way.
More, if possible, and more often. Keep going.
“Yes.” (Shed)
Click. Shed closed the open Golden Diagonal. The little bit of ointment that was on Raha’s hands had already been applied neatly over Shed’s body.
Raha reached out with both hands and pulled on Shed’s wrists. Shed bent down willingly. Their lips touched. Shed’s tongue invaded the inside of Raha’s mouth and immediately began to mess with it.
“Haaaa…..”
Raha’s body moved in an instant. Sitting on Shed’s thighs, Raha’s waist was pulled tight. Shed’s hands groped Raha’s breasts over her clothes, and when he squeezed them, she felt a faint pain and frowned.
“…… It hurts.”
Immediately, she wished she’d told him to stop, because her clothes were completely torn from Shed’s hands. In an instant, Raha’s breasts were exposed. Shed gripped Raha’s breast with one hand and his fingers circled her nipple.
“Haaa….”
With a groan, Shed raised Raha’s body up a little higher. Raha felt as if she was a toy. It was a strange feeling.
Shed pushed his face into Raha’s chest. He took a mouthful of the round, white breast and licked the top with the tip of his tongue. Raha flinched. A louder moan than before came out. Her hands gripped both of Shed’s shoulders and pushed them out, but to no avail. Because Shed wasn’t being pushed in the slightest.
“Haaa…!”
Her bottom was wet in a blink of an eye. Raha didn’t even know how long it had actually been wet. The clothes Shed had torn off were only the top, the skirt still hanging just barely around her waist.
Her slippers fell off her feet. Shed laid Raha down on the bed. With large, firm hands, he pulled her skirt. Even though the fabric was quite thick, it tore very easily and rolled across the bed.
Shed grabbed both of Raha’s legs and spread them wide.
“…….”
How many times had she had s*x with this slave? This was the only posture she was still embarrassed about. She wanted to close her legs, but Shed didn’t loosen them at all. He lowered his head. Through her valley entrance, her spring flowed out little by little.
Shed flicked her red bead lightly with the tip of his tongue.
“Haaa…..!”
For a moment, Raha’s body shuddered at the tingling sensation of electricity flaring up. Still, below the waist, she was securely fastened to Shed’s body. She even felt as if she was bound by heavy chains.
Shed began to torment her bead relentlessly. The most sensitive part of her pubic mound was brutally stimulated without a break. The corners of Raha’s eyes instantly began to turn red.
“Haaaaa….!”
In an instant, the plump and swollen bead was painful. She wanted to shake Shed off, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t move. She felt as if her toes were electrified. Her tormented bead ached, and Shed’s tongue went in a different direction.
It was her whole flower that was already as wet as it could get. Shed’s tight grip on Raha’s thighs was released. His neck shook greatly at the red handprints on her white skin. Shed’s fingers slipped through her wet valley.
“Ha…….”
She thought one finger was enough, but Shed put his three fingers in. It went in well, though it was tight. The fingers penetrated the tightly wrinkled flower relentlessly. Shed moved his fingers with force, pumping and lifting them. That alone felt like having a light s*x. Raha clenched her hands tightly and closed her eyes. Her breathing and her vision were terribly disturbed.
She knew too well that her lust was quite deep and had to be stimulated with something different than with his fingers.
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*I changed all the private parts to flowery words like bead, valley…etc to make it less vulgar. Let me know if you prefer it that way, or just use the actual terms.