Ep.4 - Clash (2)
Ep.4 - Clash (2)
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"Ah, no... I'll wash myself. I can wash myself..."
Once the queen had left, the maids meticulously scrubbed Delin from head to toe, examining him closely.
An unprecedented command from the queen!
This was practically an emergency.
The queen, who had rarely paid any attention to the sons of noble families, let alone those of foreign powers, had for the first time in her life commanded that a [man] be brought to her chambers...!
Amid this sudden, unexpected situation, everyone in the royal palace frantically prepared for the queen's event.
The palace was already tense with the matters of the [traitors] and [high traitors], and now, at a time like this, the queen had set her sights on a man?
And not just any man, but one of unknown origin, who came from who knows where?
"First, his erection seems normal. It stiffens much faster than other men's, and his member is healthier as well."
Not only the maids but all sorts of vassals directly under the queen were closely examining Delin's body while discussing him seriously.
"So, where did he come from?"
"He says he came from the Holy Kingdom. He might be the son of a fallen family."
"Looking at his well-maintained skin and face, that does seem plausible, but what about the scars and bruises on his body?"
Delin looked at his own body. The countless nail marks and kiss marks carved into him during his beastly mating with Kaede were so densely spread across his skin that he couldn't even cover them.
"Th-this... I just rolled around a bit..."
Delin answered with a bright red face. But everyone knew the meaning of those wounds. The teeth marks and kiss marks were far too blatant to be from just rolling around.
All the women around let out sighs. Judging by the traces of passionate mating, this man clearly had an owner.
"What should we do? Even though Your Majesty hasn't shown interest in men, is it really right to send this man for nighttime service? To dare send a man of unknown origin who's been rolling around somewhere to Your Majesty's bedchamber! And one who's already been taken!"
"She's already given the command, so we can't go against her will, can we? Unless you're not fond of your neck..."
"That's enough, enough! Stop this pointless debate and let's just follow Her Majesty's wishes. At this rate, she'll miss her marriageable age without a single heir, so I see this as rather a good thing."
Delin, at the center of that conversation, was being scrubbed hard while worrying about how things would unfold.
The queen? And she's calling him to her bedchamber?
Even with his stupid head, he fully understood the meaning. He could vividly picture what would happen inside that bedroom.
'What the hell is going on...'
He didn't know how things were going to go. Delin merely stood there, his face flushed, his cock standing stiff while the maids' hands washed every inch of his body without exception.
"Load..."
Even as he muttered 'Load' quietly, like clinging to a rotten rope, it wouldn't Load properly. Only the message he had seen while pinned under Kaede repeated.
[A companion has reached maximum affinity but has not yet accepted the soul bond.]
"Ugh... urk..."
'I'm going crazy, seriously...'
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He felt dizzy from the fragrant oils and strange cosmetics being applied to him for the first time in his life. Even worse, the maids' fingers went inside his ass to apply oil, which was nothing short of maddening.
Moreover, after the grooming where they spread all sorts of things all over his body was done, all kinds of people rushed to use healing magic to erase the scratches, and after that, they trimmed every single strand of hair as meticulously as styling a celebrity.
'What the hell is this...!'
Then after that, saying they had to pick underwear that would satisfy the queen, they undressed and dressed him in all sorts of underwear dozens of times,
and once that was over, they said they had to choose outer clothes, dressing and undressing him like a mannequin...
Only after going through all those incomprehensible procedures did Delin finally become presentable enough to be [offered] to the queen, and he headed to her bedchamber.
Of course, even inside the queen's luxurious bedroom, he had to wait while listening to various nagging from other maids...
"Every ten seconds or so, say something like 'I feel so good, I'm so happy' to Her Majesty. Be careful not to make it sound formal."
"Yes..."
"Hold onto the bed sheets so you don't touch Her Majesty. You should grab the side closest to your head."
"Yes..."
"But if Her Majesty asks for something, forget all the previous advice and prioritize her demand above all else. Do you understand?"
"Yes..."
Fuck...
With them listing all those warnings over ten minutes, it felt like his mind was about to snap from listening.
His desire to run away burned like a chimney, but...
"Load..."
[A companion has reached maximum affinity but has not yet accepted the soul bond.]
Load was still useless.
He had to meet Kaede first and resolve this 'soul bond' problem.
What the hell was the soul bond that it blocked even Load and was so emphasized?
"Phew..."
It was just a wretched situation.
Fortunately, he had avoided getting beaten to a pulp, but instead he ended up serving the queen at night.
What kind of absurd situation was this?
Ever since crossing over to this other world, nothing had gone properly. It was all just a string of unexpected events...
Still, being pinned under pretty people was better than getting beaten to death... although he'd already been through it all day...
"She's coming. Everyone get ready!"
Delin, unable to even sigh or lament as he pleased, was abruptly yanked to his feet by the maids.
From outside, the sound of clicking footsteps and the footsteps of many people following her could be heard,
and finally,
as the footsteps ceased, the queen appeared before the open door.
She, who had exuded a different class of presence even in the bathroom, now radiated an aura so formidable in her splendid dress that it was hard to face her.
"Your Majesty..."
Everyone knelt and bowed their heads toward their queen. Delin had no choice but to kneel as well. He didn't dare stand and face her.
It wasn't simply because she was a [woman of a different class], but because of the biological fear he felt from her... or rather, a wariness toward something at an instinctual level.
A feeling that something would go wrong if he didn't lower his eyes—was it a bad feeling? Or a chill running down his spine?
Delin couldn't understand why he got that feeling from the beautiful queen,
but having already been burned by countless women, he wouldn't do the stupid thing of ignoring his own intuition.
Click, click-
The queen slowly walked toward Delin, who was trembling and had squeezed his eyes shut.
"Hmm..."
In a gesture reminiscent of their bath, she gently placed her hand on top of Delin's head.
"Everyone, leave."
As soon as she finished speaking, the escort knights who had crammed the surroundings and even all the vassals hurriedly rose and withdrew.
The remaining maids hurriedly undressed her. It was an elaborate dress that usually took much effort, and because everyone was on edge due to the unusual situation, it took a long time to remove.
Their desperate attempts not to offend the queen's mood were plain to see. Finally, after completely removing the dress, they brought something like a new nightgown, dressed her, and then all scurried out in a group.
Soon, only Delin remained in the queen's bedchamber. The man was trembling under an overwhelming pressure that crushed his shoulders.
"...Won't you lift your head?"
The queen placed her index finger gently under Delin's chin and lifted it up.
"Y-yes..."
Following the finger, Delin lifted his head and faced the queen. Unlike in the bath, her impeccably groomed appearance felt so overwhelming that he felt apologetic just to look at her.
"Hmm..."
The queen turned Delin's face this way and that, gazing deeply at it, then soon removed her hand from his chin and spoke.
"You're cute."
The queen passed by the kneeling Delin and sat down on her bed. Then she spoke again.
"How long are you going to keep kneeling? Shouldn't you come up?"
Following her words, Delin carefully stood up and climbed onto the bed. But not knowing what the queen wanted, he simply waited anxiously for the next command.
The queen turned her head and looked at Delin kneeling on the bed, at a loss. Seeming to find that sight pleasing as well, she smiled gently and said.
"Don't be nervous. Would you massage my shoulders first?"
Contrary to the ominous intuition Delin had felt, the queen used a rather polite and considerate tone.
The word elegant suited her more than anyone. She was elegant and noble.
'Sh-she might actually be a kind person. No, and even if she's scary, I can't Load properly right now, so let's just stay quiet and listen... to not provoke her as much as possible...'
Delin silently crawled over to her, sat behind her back, and started massaging her shoulders.