The Queen's Garden (1)
"Angelina, have you seen Assistant Professor today?"
"No, I haven't. I think he didn't come."
Among the students cheering for Lydia, Hazel made a pouty face.
"Hng. What am I supposed to do if he doesn't come... I've been waiting all Monday for this."
Angelina stared at her for a moment before asking, "Hey, you... do you have something going on with the assistant professor?"
"What do you mean, something?"
"You two seem really close lately."
"Can't we be close?"
"It's not that we can't..."
"Angelina."
"Yeah?"
"It's not just about giving smart answers that the assistant professor likes."
Hazel flashed a sly grin. She reached out and poked Angelina's nipple.
"Kyaa!"
"You gotta use your body."
The sparring match was still in full swing. The students cheered as they watched Lydia's performance, though some couldn't laugh.
Alicia stood with her arms crossed, staring at the center of the intense battle inside the training hall. She chewed her lower lip, glaring at Lydia.
Lose already. Please just lose.
If there was one person among the academy students that Alicia had to watch out for, it was Lydia. For some reason, in front of her, Alicia's usual aura got crushed, making it hard to act freely. Was it a natural predator? A nemesis? She'd felt relieved when Lydia had been gone for a while, but now she was back and it grated on her nerves. A thorn in her side.
"Don't worry, Lady Alicia. Sir Walter will take her down."
"Sir Walter, win! Sir Walter, win!"
"Lady Alicia, look! Sir Walter landed a clean hit!"
"Everyone shut up and be quiet."
"Yes..."
"Yes."
"Yes..."
"Just watch in silence."
Her nerves were on edge. Damn RS group. Do they have a grudge against me? From that rotten assistant professor to Lydia—what the hell is their problem? Why do they keep getting in my way?
She clenched her fists tight. She hoped Sir Walter would smash Lydia to pieces. As she watched the match with that in mind, every time Lydia took a hit from Sir Walter, the corners of Alicia's mouth twitched upward.
Good, keep it up.
But her smile didn't last. Lydia unleashed a perfect roundhouse kick that hit Sir Walter square on, sending him flying back with his wooden sword dropping from his hand. His helmet flew off, revealing a friendly uncle-ghost-like figure who threw both hands up.
"I lost! I lost! I can't win! I surrender!"
"Woooah—!"
A massive cheer erupted in the training hall.
"Ugh, annoying."
Alicia huffed and stormed out of the training hall. From afar, her frustrated screams of "Kyaaah! Kyaaah!" echoed as she vented her rage for a while.
In front of the firmly shut audience chamber door, the queen's furious roar echoed from beyond.
"Is it true that you've been secretly caring for the child of that traitorous scum who tried to kill me?"
"Your Majesty! This humble servant only pitied the child because he was so young and..."
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Three sharp slaps rang out in succession from behind the door.
"Kill this wretch too, and behead that bastard child."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"P-Please spare us! Your Majesty!"
"Oh, and kill off that whole family too."
"Please, anything but that! Your Majesty! Show mercy!"
The door opened, and a man in noble attire was dragged out. The knights roughly hauled away the pleading man somewhere. The audience chamber door soon closed again. I tried to peek inside as it shut, but I had to step aside and couldn't see much.
"I'll inform Her Majesty. She'll be very pleased."
Marie, the head maid who'd been waiting with me until then, gave a kind smile and entered the audience chamber. I stood alone in front of the massive door, checking my attire.
The queen is as ruthless as ever.
I'd long known that Queen Isabella was cold, cruel, and dangerous. Normally, I wouldn't get involved with someone like her, but unfortunately, I had no choice.
Memories from five years ago flashed through my mind. It had been one day, back when I first arrived in this world and was living with a dark elf family I'd run into by chance. In the morning, as I fetched water in a basin to wash my face, words naturally engraved themselves on the surface.
Relitz Kingdom, protect Queen Isabella
From then on, I'd been helping the queen. It was the early days when the aging king neglected state affairs and left everything to her, and she began seizing power. Countless plotters schemed to eliminate her over her lowly origins. They often sent terrifying monsters after her. Each time, I'd appear and wipe them out. That's how our relationship started, and it had continued to this day.
That didn't mean we were particularly close. I was just an errand boy she called on occasionally—nothing more, nothing less.
"You there, aren't you Sir Naru?"
A knight in his sixties passing by the audience chamber approached and greeted me familiarly.
"Your leg's better now?"
"Ah, yes. It's healed."
"That's fortunate. Congratulations."
"Thank you."
Sir Latimore, the stern elderly captain of the royal guard, exuded an air of gravity. Perhaps the queen had survived this long thanks to him. He'd tracked down and executed countless rebels solely for her sake. She was his right-hand man, one of the kingdom's top warriors.
But time had taken its toll—he looked much older than two years ago.
"See you again."
"Yes, Captain. Take care."
Latimore nodded and continued on his way. He looked strict and intimidating, but he always treated me warmly for some reason. Maybe because I was an outsider, not one of his direct subordinates?
Then the audience chamber door opened, and Marie the head maid emerged.
"Her Majesty has changed the meeting place. Please follow me."
Why change the location? Puzzled, I followed her without question.
Maybe the drawing room?
No. We went deep into the palace, to a private area only the queen could access.
"This is the space where Her Majesty rests comfortably. You can't enter wearing clothes, so please remove everything you're wearing."
"Underwear too?"
"Yes, underwear as well."
Stunned but obedient, I stripped naked, holding only the necklace meant for the queen.
"I'm all undressed."
Marie scanned my body up and down, a enigmatic smile on her lips.
"Your body looks so firm."
"I train regularly."
"Impressive. Now, go in. Her Majesty is waiting."
I opened the door and stepped inside. The room was a whole other world. A blue sky overhead, like a mountain valley stream. Lush trees, flowing brook water, vibrant flowers blooming everywhere. Birds chirped peacefully, squirrels and rabbits scampered about.
Not transplanted for real—illusion magic? Or a portal on the door leading to an actual valley?
As I marveled at the fairy-forest-like scenery, a woman's voice came from beyond a large moss-covered rock.
"Come here."
I rounded the rock and walked toward it. The moment I saw the woman with her golden hair loose, I froze in shock. I immediately bowed my head and squeezed my eyes shut.
I'd almost died.
There was the queen, stark naked, squatting by the stream and splashing water!
Seeing the queen's nude body is a capital offense—why is she doing this?
I heard her footsteps approaching step by step.
"Naru. Kang Naru. It's been two years."
"It's an honor to see you."
"Why are you like that?"
"This lowly one must not gaze upon Your Majesty's sacred form."
"I grant you special permission. Raise your head and open your eyes. When you speak, look into people's eyes."
I did as told, lifting my head. And... I faced the queen's dazzling nude form head-on.
A shiver ran down my spine.
This is the body of a woman in her early forties...?
Her figure was so alluring I lost my words for a moment. This must be what a perfectly ripened woman's body looked like. No excess fat, a smooth belly, breasts slightly sagging but round at the base and firm-looking. Even the blue veins beneath her snow-white skin were vividly visible. No cleavage gap—sliding my cock between those plump tits for a titjob would feel insane.
Wait. What am I thinking?
I shook off the fantasy. If I got aroused while appraising her body, my dick might stiffen and cause trouble.
Is this a test...?
What if she was plotting to kill me the moment I showed lust, using it as an excuse?
Better stay cautious.
Anyway, I inwardly admired how owning a kingdom let you have a woman this sleek. I envied the king. If it were me, I'd fuck her every day.
"I, Naru, dare to lay eyes on Your Majesty's sacred form. Forgive my rudeness."
I spoke as emotionlessly and flatly as possible. I must feel nothing.
But soon after. Once our talk ended.
An unbelievable situation unfolded: the queen sucking my cock.
I'm losing my mind... She sucks so damn good...!
Ugh... Her suction is incredible. I've never felt a technique like this...!
Slurp, slurp, smack, smack, schluuuurp!
"This is your reward."
"Th-thank you."
"I like how hard your cock gets. Slurp, schluuuurp."