The Princess's Circumstances, Ending C-1: To the Imperial Palace

While standing watch on the castle tower, I saw Astria’s opulent carriage rolling in through the gates.

And then I spotted the banners of the Britain Imperial Guard.

Richard was with them—Crown Prince of Britain, Sword Master, and vice-commander of the Guard.

I realized he had come here to escort the treasure of Astria who would soon become his consort.

Hah… hah… haah…

I ran.

Full sprint.

The air whipped at my throat like a blade, and my heart hammered so hard it felt ready to burst. Every ragged breath clawed its way up my chest as if I were trying to rein in a bolting horse.

“Adelia! That fake is ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠here!”

“Close your eyes, Leticia.”

Princess Adelia—now the old mage Grimwald inhabiting her body—spoke in a gentle voice.

Anxiety flickered in the princess’s eyes as they slowly shut.

Will this even work? Countless doubts flashed through my mind, yet I trusted Princess Adelia.

In the quiet of the castle they reached together for the Orb of Control.

The old mage’s hand stretched slowly toward the Orb of Control.

In that instant the world itself seemed to hold its breath.

The moment her fingers touched the orb, it flared with brilliant light.

The radiance looked almost like a divine blessing.

And in that same breath, the entire castle became the target of the magic.

“You can do this, Leticia. I’m right here.” Adelia’s voice reached me again.

The words echoed inside me. I drew one last deep breath.

All that remained was to pray the magic would succeed.

“It begins now, Leticia. Focus.” Grimwald’s tone was utterly serious. Obeying, Leticia inhaled deeply. Holding stillness in her heart, she gathered her power.

They cried out as one. For a heartbeat the world seemed to stop.

Suddenly I felt my body lift free, as though time and space themselves were warping. Everything before my eyes blurred; my heart pounded at the strange new sensation.

“This is… astral projection?” At last I understood. I had slipped free of my body and was floating weightless.

Where is my body? My drifting consciousness lowered its gaze. It wandered the castle—past countless chambers and corridors, past massive statues and a grand cathedral studded with gleaming gold ore—searching inside and out.

This can’t be… How am I supposed to find my body in a castle this huge? I sighed in dismay, the only comfort being the knowledge that the mage Grimwald was watching over me.

I scoured the corridors, the dignified lord’s study, the dining hall, the gardens—everywhere. Even the guest reception rooms were turned inside out.

My form was nowhere to be found.

At last, on the top floor of the annex, I discovered the fake. Fake Princess Leticia stood there together with the Crown Prince. My body.

“There! I’m going back now!!”

I shot toward the princess’s body at full speed. But the Crown Prince suddenly pulled her into his arms.

“Damn it!” In an instant I collided with him. The next moment I felt the Crown Prince’s body being absorbed into mine.

And then my consciousness…

vanished.

When I opened my eyes in the darkness, I had become Crown Prince Richard.

Was this a dream?

No—it was far more vivid than any mere dream. Every emotion, every memory of Richard, Crown Prince of the Britain Empire, who had been born and raised there, flooded through my mind.

It felt as though I had lived more than a decade in a single deep dream, as if I myself had walked those years. I began to understand Crown Prince Richard’s thoughts.

The passion and the effort that had driven him to become a Sword Master.

And… his feelings for Princess Leticia. His love for her, and even the fierce desire to have sex with her. I felt all of it.

Now I stood at the very moment of fulfilling everything he had longed for, everything he had craved…

When I opened my eyes in the dimness, a completely unfamiliar world greeted me. A hazy light gradually resolved, and within it a face slowly grew clear.

Yet that face was the one that should have been mine—and was not.

It was Princess Leticia’s face.

“Aing…”

A soft whisper reached me.

The sound soaked into my ears and made my entire body tremble. The princess’s breathing, her voice, spreading through the quiet night air, stirred an unexpected excitement in me.

Her face. Her voice. Everything about her pulled me closer.

The urge to feel her nearer swelled.

Was this what Crown Prince Richard had felt? Or was it my own feeling now?

Before my eyes stretched long, beautiful golden hair, and her eyes—eyes that wanted me, that seduced me.

I felt myself drowning in that gaze.

Princess Leticia leaned in…

and kissed me—kissed the Crown Prince.

Almost by reflex, one of my hands found the knot of her dress at the small of her back and undid it.

The dress slipped with the motion of my arm, baring her breasts.

Her breasts and the white panties visible below them—truly an alluring sight.

From her… no, from my own body, a sweet fragrance rose. That scent somehow made me burn even hotter.

What is this? Getting aroused looking at myself!

When the last of the dress strings came free, Princess Leticia’s full, generous charms were laid bare without reserve.

I held my breath for a moment.

Her dress hung open, revealing her abundant breasts. In a single glance I could see how my body had changed over the past year.

Truly enormous breasts—G-cups—filled my vision.

“Princess Leticia…”

Thump-thump. My heart raced; the excitement flooding my body completely overwhelmed me.

Her—no, that was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my own form—yet it was exactly the ideal every man dreams of.

“Brother… tonight, please… treat me roughly.”

She took my hand and guided it to her breast. The instant we touched, she and I moaned almost together.

She was trying to swallow the sound.

Kneading Leticia’s soft yet firm breasts, I went utterly blank. Her rapturous expression only excited me further.

I began to massage her breasts in earnest.

I could feel her nipples harden. Burying my face between them, I took one breast into my mouth.

She spasmed at once.

Startled by my sudden action, she looked flustered. Then, when one of my hands slid between her legs, her whole body went rigid. Feeling her silken skin, I was nearly ready to burst.

Her breathing quickened; there was no hiding how her panties were growing wet.

“Aahng… Brother… I’ve never felt anything like this…”

This situation, this sensation—everything was utterly new and fresh to me.

At last… The thought filled my head. My hand moved to her panties and yanked them down in a rush. Then I gazed my fill at her body. Below, she had the form of a mature woman, yet at the same time she still felt pure, almost childlike.

The soft pink flesh looked tender even to the eye, and a faint wetness already glistened there.

Everything about it was stimulating.

The experience of growing aroused while looking at myself… somehow ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠thrilling and shameful at once.

Now she was completely naked, eyes closed. I brought my face between her thighs and set my mouth to her.

“Ah… Brother… ah… I’m embarrassed…”

Despite her shyness, my tongue pressed into her entrance,

and her body twisted as her temperature spiked. “Hnn… aahng…”

Her sweet-and-tart scent tickled the tip of my nose. Her shy, virgin-like reactions and that subtle fragrance only drove me wilder. Her lewd sounds filled the room.

As my tongue explored her most private place,

her body responded more fiercely still.

She trembled; liquid fragrant with her own scent spilled from her lower body. She breathed in short gasps, surrendering to the feeling. Suddenly her body jerked hard, and I knew her excitement had reached its peak.

Her lewd cries filled the chamber.

“Hnn… aahng…”

With every caress she reacted more loudly. Her body shook violently; I could see liquid seeping from between her legs. She drew short breaths as climax claimed her.

“Haa…♥ Haa♥ Huaaak…♥”

“Leticia… are you ready now?”

She gave a small nod. Spreading her thighs, I brought my raging, pillar-hard penis toward her.

“…Then I’m going in.”

“Nn… ngh… ah!!!”

I set the head of my penis gently against her entrance and slowly pushed forward, entering her.

A moist sensation wrapped snugly around my penis.