Chapter 25: The Noble and Elegant Imperial Princess Who Keeps Thinking of the Commoner
Chapter 25: The Noble and Elegant Imperial Princess Who Keeps Thinking of the Commoner
“H-humph… Are you telling me to… keep something like this inside me?”
“Yeah.”
Freyja looked at the pink vibrating egg with suspicious eyes.
She examined it from every angle, but no matter how she looked at it, it was just an ordinary vibrating egg.
“I-I know this is your request, but to ask me to insert such a suspicious object…”
“It’s fine. It won’t hurt your body.”
“Mmm…”
It was tiny compared to my cock—hardly the size of a fingernail.
It didn’t even look like half the size of my glans.
Still, being told to go about her daily life with something like that inside her pussy must have felt unsettling.
“Sigh… Fine. I understand.”
“Oh, you’ll do it?”
“I-I don’t really have a choice, do I? Since it is your demand…”
Freyja spread her legs in an awkward posture and inserted the vibrating egg into herself.
“Ugh… Ah. To think that I, the daughter of a Duke, would put such a thing in such a lewd place…”
She was doing a perfectly fine job of pushing it in with her fingers, though.
With a soft moan, she pushed her finger in deep to secure the vibrating egg.
“Haa… ng♡”
Once it was fully inserted and she pulled her panties back up, it was impossible to tell it was there.
“...I-is this enough?”
“No. We have to do a test run.”
Click.
Bzzzzzzzz♡
“Hieeeeeeek♡!!?”
Good lord. She jumped like a startled cat.
“W-w-w-what is this…! T-this thing!”
“It’s a call girl pager… No, wait. It’s a magical tool. A magical tool.”
“A magical tool…? I-I’ve never heard of or seen such a magical tool in my life!”
“Never mind that. How does it feel?”
“Ngh…”
Freyja toyed with her crotch, her face flushing a deep red.
“I-it feels… a bit strange…”
Judging by the way she was rubbing her thighs together, she was definitely feeling something.
Of course, I had no intention of actually satisfying Freyja with just a vibrating egg.
Satisfaction should only come from my cock!
This was merely a signaling device.
A signal to make her anticipate that she’d be getting fucked by me soon.
“No matter when or where you are. If I make this vibrate, come find me immediately.”
“H-how am I supposed to know where you are to find you…?”
Freyja twirled her hair around her finger while gently stroking her lower belly.
At least she wasn’t saying she wouldn’t come.
“I’ll usually be at the stable. If not, find me yourself. Just know that when this thing goes off, it’s a signal that I want to fuck you.”
“F-f-fuck…! C-could you please refrain from using such vulgar language with me?”
“You don’t want to be fucked?”
I stroked Freyja’s pussy. Her panties were already soaking wet.
“Nng…♡ I-it’s not that… I-I’m telling you to show more decorum! N-no matter what, you are a commoner! A-and I am the daughter of a Duke…!”
“Right. My little Pussy Lady. Just make sure you show up on time when I call. Got it?”
“I-I-I get it, so… I get it, so p-please stop now…! I-it’s almost time for the lecture to end…”
Lecture?
Now that I thought about it, I was supposed to meet that Professor Shayla person, wasn’t I?
Her lecture must be over by now.
The Swordsmanship Department, she said?
I wasn’t sure what exactly they taught there.
But if she was teaching noble ladies at this academy, the professor was bound to be a woman.
On top of that, she’d likely be a talented career woman with a high-ranking title…!
Throb. Throb.
“Hah… Again… That place of yours is getting big again…”
Freyja flinched.
But unfortunately for her!
My cock-compass had already begun pointing elsewhere.
“Run to me the next time I call.”
Swish.
“Hieeeek…!”
I brushed my palm against Freyja’s pussy, sending her straight to an orgasm in an instant.
This was the power of the 6.9 Finger!
“O-ohooot…♡”
Freyja curled inward and collapsed onto the floor again.
Splat! Splat!
She twitched as she drenched the floor with her fluids.
It was a fine sight.
But I turned away immediately.
Adios.
A real man never looks back!
I headed toward the Swordsmanship Department, where my next female was waiting.
*
In the heart of the Aylus Empire’s capital sat a massive Imperial Palace.
As befitting the residence of the Emperor and the Imperial Princess, it was a beautiful structure crafted with delicate artistry and skill.
Click. Clack.
Walking down one of its corridors was the First Imperial Princess of the Empire, Serna von Aylus.
“Ah…”
“It is Her Imperial Highness.”
Every maid, noble, and guest passing by split to either side of the hallway and bowed their heads, clearing a path for the Princess.
Imperial Princess Serna walked between them.
Dressed in a beautiful snow-white dress and wearing a tiara studded with jewels, she moved down the corridor with an elegant posture.
“Oh… The Princess.”
“Such a beautiful sight, even today…!”
Her grace was enough to leave even the high-ranking officials visiting the palace breathless.
Only long after the Princess had passed did the dignitaries dare to raise their heads.
“Did you all see? The Princess’s elegant figure?”
“She overflows with dignity every time I see her.”
“As expected of the Empire’s Princess, her gait was truly refined.”
Even these high-ranking officials, who had seen all sorts of beautiful women throughout their lives, were left dazed by the Princess’s presence.
“By the way, Her Imperial Highness will soon have to find a husband…”
“I wonder what kind of man will have the luck of embracing her.”
“Now, now. Watch your mouth. That’s blasphemous.”
An old noble tapped the shoulder of the noble next to him.
To speak of the Princess in such a lewd manner was unacceptable, even among fellow high-ranking officials.
“How could you even have such thoughts while looking at the Princess? I wouldn’t dare even imagine laying a hand on that sacred figure.”
“You’re right. You can keep most women under your thumb, but truly noble women are in a league of their own. Her Imperial Highness is exactly that kind of person.”
“You men certainly have loyalty that reaches the heavens.”
However, the old noble who gave the scolding felt the same way.
He had watched Princess Serna grow up his entire life.
She had certainly become a beautiful woman, but looking at her didn't stir any lewd thoughts.
They say that when something is too beautiful, one is overwhelmed by its brilliance and can do nothing but offer praise.
The Imperial Princess was undoubtedly such a person.
“Anyway, you should worry about your own children. Didn't you say your daughter entered the Academy this time?”
There was only one academy in the Empire fit for a noble daughter.
St. Fellatio Girls' Academy.
“Yes. She’s an adult now, so she had to go.”
“You’ll be struggling with those tuition fees for the next three years.”
“Still, she has to go there to become a true noblewoman.”
Much like those who believed a man only became a real person after serving in the military, it was a common belief among noble families that a woman only became a true noblewoman after graduating from the Girls' Academy.
“I am worried, though, since she left the estate to live in the dormitory.”
“What is there to worry about? It’s a place with only women. Headmaster Nekane will surely teach her well.”
“I suppose so.”
“Once she’s about to graduate, start looking for marriage prospects. It’s custom to marry them off quickly once they finish their bridal training. You’ve got three years left.”
“Sigh… I suppose I must.”
The old noble sighed.
As a father, the thought of marrying off his daughter wasn't pleasant, but it was something that had to be done.
He would find a suitable noble man and coordinate with that family in advance.
When his daughter reached her third year, he would arrange meetings during visitation hours to encourage them to build a rapport.
Visitation usually only involved drinking tea, talking, and taking walks, but for nobles, that was enough.
What mattered was the agreement between the families, not the intentions of the two individuals.
Then, they would push for marriage immediately upon graduation, and each family would get what they wanted.
Except for special cases like certain mages, female knights, Saintesses, or maids of the Imperial Family.
Most noble daughters who went to the Academy followed this process into an arranged marriage.
“My daughter is there too, and I wonder if she’s doing well.”
During the semester, communication with the outside world was only possible through letters, and entering the Academy was forbidden.
Visitations were only allowed on a few limited weekends or special days.
It was an extremely closed-off space, but nobles actually preferred it that way. It was safer.
“What year is she in?”
“Second year.”
“Then she’s in the prime of her youth.”
“Don’t even get me started. I don’t know what kind of paintings she got into there, but she suddenly insisted on painting…”
The noble clicked his tongue.
“So? Did you stop her?”
“How can a father win against his daughter? I bought her everything she asked for. Brushes, paints… I had no idea they were so expensive.”
“And here I thought you were strict. I guess you’re no different.”
“She said she’d die if I didn’t buy them for her. What was I supposed to do?”
In any era, fathers tended to be weak for their daughters.
“Still, painting is a good hobby for the future. I heard rumors that since it’s only women, they sometimes do lewd things among themselves…”
“Now, now, man!”
“Where did you hear such nonsense?”
The other nobles glared at him.
Same-sex romance between noble ladies at the sacred St. Fellatio Girls' Academy?
That was absolutely! Impossible. Of course!
But everyone had a fleeting thought of 'What if?'
A space filled with nothing but young women in the prime of their youth who had just become adults.
Even the high-ranking officials could hardly imagine how strong that feminine energy must be.
An ordinary man would surely be overwhelmed by that aura!
“Surely… it couldn’t be.”
The dignitaries pushed aside their unease and walked toward another part of the palace.
*
Imperial Princess Serna had spent her days normally even after that night she spent with the commoner.
No one knew what had happened that night, and no one noticed any change in the Princess.
As long as she kept her mouth shut, that incident would remain a secret and pass by as if nothing had happened.
But.
‘...I cannot shake this feeling of emptiness.’
Even as time passed, Serna’s heart felt strange.
No matter how hard she tried to erase him, she couldn't forget that man.
The untouchable commoner whose name she didn't even know, who had fucked her and then disappeared.
Even though they would never meet again, and even though everything could be forgotten as long as they didn't meet.
‘...I wonder where he is and what he is doing. Right now…’
The Princess’s head was always filled with thoughts of him.
“...Highness? Imperial Princess?”
“Ah…! Yes. You called for me.”
“Princess. Are you alright? You’ve seemed unwell since yesterday.”
“Yes. You didn't even hear us calling you…”
Several maids looked at her with worried eyes.
Serna was having her makeup done. It seemed she had dozed off for a moment while sitting comfortably.
“...I’m fine. I was just lost in thought for a moment.”
“Um… Princess?”
“If you aren't feeling well, wouldn't it be better to rest for a while…?”
The maids were concerned.
Most of them had been by her side for over ten years, attending to her every move.
They could clearly sense that the Princess had been undergoing a subtle emotional change recently.
However, the Princess replied calmly.
“I’m fine. Please continue with the makeup.”
“Princess…”
“Yes… We will continue.”
Serna closed her eyes again as they applied her makeup.
‘If I do this… will I look beautiful to him?’
She thought to herself.
“Your Imperial Highness.”
Just then, another maid from the Ministry of Internal Affairs entered.
Approaching cautiously, the maid whispered news into the Princess’s ear.
Serna’s eyes widened as she heard the story.
“...You found him!? Is it true?”
Serna stood up abruptly.