Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Third Imperial Princess Lillia (3)
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Lillia and I had entered one of the rooms in the mansion.
My bedroom in the capital mansion. The two of us sat side by side on the bed there.
This was a space for just the two of us now, with all the mansion's servants dismissed. The fragrance drifting from Lillia beside me thus felt even more vivid.
I'd already been pressed close to her in the drawing room, so you'd think I'd be used to it by now.
Yet even the fresh, spring meadow flower scent of Lillia was starting to feel dizzyingly intoxicating. Probably the power of this enclosed space. It was as if the innocent meadow bloom had transformed into the dense aroma of a rose.
"Hoo... hoo..."
And beside me, Lillia had been breathing deeply since a moment ago. That benevolent expression of hers hadn't faded, but the current atmosphere was undeniably lascivious.
What the hell is this 'preliminary sacred practice' supposed to be?
Holy (聖) practice... or sex (性) practice? I overwhelmingly hoped for the latter, but I couldn't rush her.
I glanced sideways at Lillia. It was still early spring even in the capital. She'd worn a fairly thick coat when stepping down from the carriage.
But now that she'd taken it off, she was in a dress befitting a noble lady. Though for a princess, it was somewhat daring.
An elegant dress overall, in shades of pink with frills. However, it exposed her bare shoulders and collarbone.
And the neckline plunged at the chest, prominently highlighting the radiant valley of Lillia's cleavage.
No matter how I looked at it, those were ferociously—no, benevolently—magnificent breasts.
"Hoo... hoo..."
"Is my room a bit too warm for you?"
"It does feel a little that way... haa..."
"It's early spring, yet the servants must have stoked the fireplace too high. Allow me to—"
As I started to rise from beside her, Lillia tightly grasped my hand.
"Princess Lillia?"
"I'm fine, Julian. In fact, a little warmth might be just right. For the preliminary sacred practice."
Lillia mentioned it again. Preliminary sacred practice. My curiosity had grown unbearable, so I gently broached the subject.
"Preliminary sacred practice... I see. Truly befitting of you, Lillia, a holy priestess of the god of medicine, Medika. Surely, it's a time for true worship right here—whispering praises and thanks to Lord Jedin for our inevitable future together and to the six gods under him?"
It was a probe, wondering if it might indeed be a holy (聖) practice.
But Lillia's expression hardened instead. As if asking what nonsense I was spouting.
Then, she flashed her radiant smile once more and replied.
"Worship... yes, it will certainly be a sacred time for the two of us, Julian. But prayers to the gods? I offer them aplenty anytime... hoo... that's not what we need to do now. Today is for something even more sacred... haa... preparation for our holy future as husband and wife, shall we say?"
Her words were growing harder and harder to parse. At least it didn't seem like some joint prayer session for two.
Our sacred future as a couple? What on earth is she talking about?
A brief silence followed. As the awkwardness settled and I moved to continue the conversation, Lillia loosened her grip on my hand.
"You probably... don't know about preliminary sacred practice, do you, Julian? But that's only natural. Because... I learned it myself from a sacred secret tome passed down in the Medika Order... haht..."
With that lascivious exhale, Lillia began caressing my hand. As she'd said, it felt warmer than body temperature, perhaps from the room's heat. Fuller than Eirin's slender fingers, yet impossibly soft. Her right hand roamed over every part of my left.
Caressing, stroking, enveloping and releasing. Like a manual caress. The movements, desperate with longing, were more tantalizing than I'd imagined.
"Haa... so... are you curious, Julian... what preliminary sacred practice entails? Then allow me..."
In that instant, a soft lime-green glow emanated from Lillia's hand.
In this space she'd requested we curtain off, lit only by dim orange lamps. Her holy power flooded the darkness.
Truly befitting a saintess candidate—immensely pure yet intensely powerful holy energy.
"Now, Julian... will you emit your mana in sync with my holy power?"
I complied. I channeled mana into our clasped hands.
In response, Lillia's holy power wrapped around my hand once more. The flow of mana mirrored the earlier sensual touch of her hand exactly.
As if awakening every sensation in my palm. Refreshing and crisp. Yet at its core, a startling jolt of erotic stimulation.
What a strange sensation. Like undiscovered erogenous zones in my palm coming alive.
Naturally, my cock swelled rapidly in reaction. A sudden erection with no warning.
"Oh my. As expected, you're responding. Just like the secret tome described. The mana resonance between two betrothed souls... through it... awakening the sensations that make each other blissfully happy... so your noble member... can react like this... haa..."
Lillia said this and released my hand. Was that it? Just that for the so-called preliminary sacred practice? A twinge of disappointment hit me.
The Medika Order's secret preliminary sacred practice... don't tell me it's erectile dysfunction treatment?
Suddenly, her words made sense. The Order would only permit something chaste. Especially regarding marriage... yes, ED treatment.
Whether newlyweds or long-married couples, age didn't matter. Erectile dysfunction was the greatest barrier to enjoyable sex.
But that's got nothing to do with me.
My brutal tyrant shot skyward at the mere thought of Lillia. Erectile dysfunction didn't suit it any more than calling a virgin bitch saintess.
Damn. What a letdown. I don't need this crap—my monster stands ready anytime.
Caught in that momentary deflation, Lillia rose from her seat. I said to her,
"With the preliminary sacred practice done, shall we move elsewhere? You seem warm here too, Princess Lillia."
She looked puzzled at my words.
"Done? What do you mean?"
"The preliminary sacred practice. In other words, checking if I can properly fulfill a man's role? Through Your Highness's sacred hand caress... er, stroking."
"Oh my. You've misunderstood a little, Julian. Of course, confirming a man's function... in medical terms, erection. It's essential before a couple's first night, and part of preliminary sacred practice, but..."
Lillia smiled brightly as she continued.
"Mana resonance for erection confirmation is merely the prelude to preliminary sacred practice."
With that, instead of her usual gentle smile, a bewitching, unfamiliar one curved her lips. She turned a full circle before me, standing at the foot of the bed.
"Then, Julian. Will you help me remove my dress? It'll get in the way for the next stage."
I swallowed hard.
Undressing a lady's gown was simple enough. I'd stripped Eirin out of plenty in the changing room last time.
"Oh my. You're quite adept at removing dresses, Julian? As the rumors say..."
"Not at all. My interest in art led me to study women's attire through the mansion's tailors."
"I'm teasing. And these days, noble heirs aren't exactly chaste. Nothing surprising."
Lillia's laughing words somehow cut deep. I fully removed her dress. As the corset came off, her colossal breasts bounced free beyond imagination.
That volume and presence from earlier... compressed by the corset all this time.
She wasn't fully nude yet. Beneath the dress, she wore soft undergarments—not sexy lingerie, but plain ones.
Even through them, Lillia's bursting figure was evident, though the modest style somewhat tempered the eroticism.
"You can't stare just yet. It's embarrassing for me too."
"Understood, Princess Lillia."
"I can't stay like this before you forever. Give me a moment to change."
Change clothes? Come to think of it, her maid had left a package when we entered.
"Don't look!"
"Understood."
I turned away. The rustle of Lillia changing followed.
"All done!"
I whipped my head back. There stood Lillia, no longer in those plain, unsexy undergarments—but in a sheer white negligee.
The translucent lace revealed her voluptuous nude form beneath, as if wearing nothing at all.
"What do you think, Julian?"
"Beautiful."
My mind blanked. My Ordinary Noble Scion trait reflexively answered first.
An unexpected reward. I'd thought it ended with ED treatment and felt disappointed...
But the Third Imperial Princess before me now was the epitome of the erotic madonna I'd craved.
As I stared, Lillia blushed faintly and climbed onto the bed, lying down.
"Then... shall we begin the true preliminary sacred practice?"
"Yes."
I replied without a hint of hesitation.
The Third Imperial Princess lay before me, clad only in that exceedingly thin negligee.
Her lovely golden blonde hair and blue eyes. A puppy-like face beaming with a smile that could embrace all.
Yet what unmistakably dominated this bedroom now was that single pair's overwhelming presence.
Seeing them in the flesh... even more astonishing.
Leaning back against the pillow, her breasts sagged slightly. Yet they retained perfect firmness, tracing waterdrop curves.
No way one hand could span to their undersides—they were that massive. And it wasn't just her breasts.
Her birthing hips boasted equal voluptuousness. Plump thighs flowed seamlessly from those hips.
A figure that might seem plump at a glance. But that was optical illusion from the breasts and hips. Elsewhere, not an ounce of excess fat. Narrow shoulders relative to her chest, slim wrists, delicate ankles.
The ideal massive-tits physique, as if drawn by a god, lay bare before my eyes.
"Then take my hand... this time, you emit your mana first, Julian?"
I released my mana, and her holy power followed. The reverse of the earlier hand caress.
"Ahng..."
With a thick moan, Lillia explained.
"Preliminary sacred practice... requires us to first acknowledge we'll be together forever, like our betrothal. Otherwise, our mana won't synchronize... hoo..."
Lillia continued.
"That's what this is—two people syncing their mana like now. Through that sync, slowly discovering the parts of each other's bodies that draw us magnetically, sexually..."
In other words, when her holy power enveloped my hand first earlier, my hand's erogenous response kicked in.
Meaning she felt sexual allure through my hand.
Julian's hand. Long, manly fingers, big palm.
Conversely, now my mana enveloped hers first. So where would her body react...
"Haaang... Julian... you feel my charm in my breasts, don't you."
Obviously her breasts. Just as I'd felt in my hand earlier, she was sensing it around her chest.
"As I thought... I knew you would... like a puberty-struck boy... calling me a insolent bitch with cow-like udders... but really, you said that because my breasts are... so luscious and lovable... I knew it... haaung..."
Lillia pulled me closer by the hand, guiding me to lie on the bed. She knelt beside me.
"I've always... known you were conscious of my breasts... haa... even today, from when I stepped off the carriage... you kept stealing glances..."
In that pose, she lifted her negligee slightly.
Beneath the raised fabric, her bursting bare breasts spilled free.
Despite their enormity, pink nipples of moderate size on areolae not overly wide. Already perked erect.
Lillia breathed faster.
"Haa... haang... so, I'm no cow... and we haven't borne children yet... so no milk like a cow's..."
Then she brought one breast right to my face.
"My... these cow-like enormous... breasts... these udders... won't you taste them first?"