Chapter 1. Prologue
“Have you cleared up your curiosity, Lady Winston?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Karzen averted his gaze. The chamberlain spoke to him politely.
“Your Majesty, the Princess has just left with Duke Winston…”
Jamela looked down at the teacup as Karzen’s gaze was taken away from herself. Her blue eyes waved and shone over the light blue tea.
“Your father offered me the best deal.”
“I bought it.”
The answer was not true.
That was what Jamela thought.
‘Your Majesty, Is it not because I have blue eyes?’
‘Is it not because I am the only daughter of a Duke lucky enough to have blue eyes?’
Actually, that was what Jamela wanted to ask. It was a very rare chance for Jamela to be alone with Karzen. She wanted to ask the emperor’s intention, to know the truth, and to get his attention….
Contrary to what she imagined, she didn’t open her mouth at all.
A murderer is a murderer no matter how much he hides it. Even if he doesn’t have a sword in his hand, even if he was dressed up. Even if he’s wrapped in the scent of flowers and wearing silk gloves.
Karzen was a butcher who trampled many kingdoms.
He slaughtered so many people so casually and yet he could do so himself. That look in his eyes that preoccupied his opponents….
How could the Princess be able to smile every time she faces him in close proximity?
Karzen said, throwing in a look of boredom, sincerely concealing it.
“You look very pretty in your dress today, Young Lady. Make sure you wear it often.”
“I am honored, Your Majesty. I must buy more dresses in similar colors on my way home.”
Eventually Jamela stood up and greeted the Princess and the Duke of Winston. The blue dress Jamela wore swayed at her feet.
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Raha wished the Duke of Winston to be more firm and would not give her any work in the main palace.
Of course it would be difficult.
Raha returned to the palace and tilted her head, deep in thoughts.
Shed was out at the outer palace, not the inner palace. She had given him permission to come out before, so there was no problem, but…….
What was strange is that the Shed was in Raha’s dressing room. He was dressed in light clothing that reflected his skin lightly, and the attendants were diligently applying jewelry to him and looking at him. Shed looked a little tired. It was similar to when Raha had to order clothes while changing several dresses.
Some of the maidservants were next to him, looking at the inventory and checking it seriously.
“What are you guys doing?”
The maids bowed their heads. The oldest maid of honor approached me and said carefully,
“The other day, you looked good in blue accessories. I have brought out a few things from the warehouse for you.”
Raha smiled wryly. Yes, that’s right. She didn’t have much to begin with that she could say she liked or disliked about something. Her likes and dislikes hardly ever showed up. Thanks to this, the court ladies seemed to listen to Raha’s outspoken “preferences” for the first time in a long time.
‘I wish I had a few more blue accessories for my slave.’
Those were the words, maybe.
They brought a few suitable items, some of which Raha could take to the inner palace, and it seemed that they had taken some jeweled accessories from the warehouse of the Raha Palace. It was all blue, too.
“How many did he try?”
“That’s fine. This one, that one, and that one……. Please bring them to the Inner Palace.”
“Yes, Your Imperial Highness.”
The attendants and maids carried the jewelry box to the inner palace, and Raha walked close to Shed.
It was funny to see that pompous face, which was never tired, looking a little tired. Every night he drove Raha to the brink of fainting, but sometimes he looked so brazen with his unchanging face.
After the maids took care of Raha’s bath for a long time, she headed to the inner palace bedroom. Shed, also a little wet at the ends of his hair, was in the bedroom. He walked up to her as soon as he saw her.
“Are you tired?”
“…a little bit. Your maids are so enthusiastic.”
“By nature, it is the long-standing hobby of imperial servants to want to adorn their masters with beautiful things.”
Raha said with a serious face and sat down in front of the mirror. The hand that was combing her long hair was caught. Shed, who stood behind Raha and took a comb, frowned a little on his forehead. He grabbed the rich hair with his hand and combed it down slowly.
He brushed down half way then started at the scalp again. With a rather cautious look on his face, he took the oil and applied it to the tip of Raha’s hair.
“Where did you learn to do this again?”
“The maidservants were concerned that I would not be able to care for you properly.”
Raha chuckled. She thought it was truly amazing that the maids were so enthusiastic in teaching Shed even how to comb her long, thick hair.
Indeed, the maids were quite quick-witted. They seemed to have generally realized why Raha had ordered the gardener to manage the garden and patronage of the inner palace.
It would be a good time to have a conversation. The Duke of Winston has now taken on all the work. Originally, Raha would not be able to come to the inner palace for a week when preparing for a banquet.
The Duke of Winston….
Even after his daughter entered the palace, he was worried that she would be run over and not be able to live with the imperial Princess with the eyes of the heir.
That was why he came all the way and asked Raha if she would teach Jamela her work while she prepared for the New Year’s party.
It was a denial that really brought tears to Raha’s eyes.
Raha had no personal feelings toward Duke Winston and his daughter, whom she understood the mindset of thinking of herself as an obstacle, but Raha didn’t feel unpleasant. Because people saw her as a hindrance to her twin all her life.
So she just gave up all her work and walked out. As a result, they would have a headache at work, but there was no reason for Raha to be considerate.
Raha looked at Shed in the mirror. When she saw a man with such a big figure with hard muscles and such a handsome face, just absorbed in her own hair, she felt how right she was in her choice to quit her job.
What did High Priest Amar tell Shed?
‘He didn’t tell him that sleeping with me was a kind of experiment, did he?’
It was a kind of intuition. But Raha didn’t dare ask.
“I understand why the ladies are so eager to teach you. You’re very good.”
“It’s so simple.”
“Some of the young maids often made mistakes.”
Raha got up from her seat and walked over to a table in one corner of the bedroom.
The table was well organized with blue jewelry. Among them, Raha, who lifted a necklace made of long, pearly strands of gemstones with blue light wafting through them, approached Shed.
The long necklace hung languidly on Raha’s thin arm. She pulled down the gown Shed was wearing. The gown, which had been tied only at the waist, revealed the top half of his body.
Raha put the necklace over Shed’s undressed body. It was a long necklace that should be wrapped five times around a woman’s neck, but only two times around Shed’s thick neck was enough and it looked beautiful. She crossed her arms and stepped back to admire her doll.
The blue jewelry blended so well with the color of his eyes.
“It looks good on you. I’m still a legitimate Princess, so I have good eyes.”
“Is this the kind of thing you like?”
“You know what I like.”
Words said casually. For a moment, she didn’t realize what kind of expression Shed had on his face.
She took Shed’s hand and brought him to the bed. It was not Raha lying down as usual. She pushed Shed down. With that childlike strength he meekly lay down.
Raha sat on his waist in a familiar way, bent over and kissed him. Her hair hung down the side of Shed’s face. She licked the insides of his mouth, grabbed his tongue, and traced his teeth.
For Raha, it was a reasonably deep kiss, but it wasn’t good enough for Shed. It was light like a bird, so there was nothing like a more teasing kiss. Shed began to feel that it was a problem because Raha was so light. She was a princess and there was plenty of good food, but why is she always so thin and weak?
Raha enjoyed the soft, satisfying kiss then blinked blankly. Because Shed was staring at her.
She lifted her wet lips lightly and asked.
Her words did not last. Almost simultaneously, Raha’s lips were swallowed. Shed’s hands gripped her head tightly and kissed her as if to devour her.
Muscular, finely detailed, thick arms held Raha’s thin body so that she could not move. It really felt like a beast was devouring her from the depths of her tongue. Raha, running out of breath, began to gasp for air. Shed’s hand went straight down past her breasts and went in the thin layer of Raha’s lightweight dress and pushed in her thin undergarment.
Raha groaned. Every time his fingers teased the sensitive pearl, it felt like an electric current was flying through her lower belly. The pleasure that rose along her spine made her eyes dizzy before she knew it.
The three fingers entered in a rapid run soon began to get wet. The fingers that slowly poke the inner wall felt like weak insertion. The groans that were supposed to flow out were pressed against her tongue and lips and could not escape.
After her underwear was wet, Shed released Raha. Her dress had somehow come off and fallen to the floor. Her white naked body was seductive. Raha gasped and said,
“I told you I get wet a lot.”
A faint smile appeared on Shed’s lips.
“But why do you caress me so hard?”
“Do you want me to just bump into you?”
“No, not like that….just..”
Raha felt strange. The passionate kissing, the possessive touch in secret places and the desire body heat. Shed made her strange.