Suspicious Banquet 4
"Kael? How on earth did you get in here? This isn't the kind of place a commoner like you would be invited to..."
Why...
"Hmm. Or did you offer up your beautiful lovers just to get a ticket to play here? If so, I am deeply disappointed... If that's the case, they are far too good for you. To not even recognize the treasure right in front of you and ruin it with your own hands..."
Why... is this man...
"Isn't that right, Lucia?"
Don't call her by that nickname.
"Hngh...! N-no, Your Highness..."
There was only one person in this empire whom she would address as "Your Highness." The only son and heir of the Emperor—the master of the empire and the object of loyalty for all Imperial Knights—and a man who had graduated as a third-year senior in our same class at the academy.
Leopold.
His swept-back white hair shone like a noble silver ornament. Though his face was young, the dignity etched upon it was far beyond his years.
His crimson eyes looked down at me with an easy, relaxed gaze. It held none of the friendliness or warmth one might show a fellow academy graduate.
The pinnacle.
It was closer to the absolute composure of one destined to stand above all else. It was a gaze that harbored no doubt that everything before him would one day kneel at his feet. He had been born to that position from the very beginning. A position to command others, to decide their fates, and, if necessary, to sanction the ruin of an entire family with a single, quiet smile. Though that immense weight rested upon his shoulders, Leopold showed no sign of finding it burdensome.
In fact, it looked entirely natural on him.
A faint smile played on his neatly closed lips. But that smile was closer to a gesture of permission than goodwill.
A smile that suggested my standing here, meeting his eyes, and even being allowed to speak to him were all merely tolerated by his grace for a brief moment. And that applied to my lover as well.
His hand had naturally slipped inside Lucrezia's bodice, possessively cupping her breast as if it belonged to him. Clasping her flesh beneath the disheveled fabric, the Crown Prince continued to smile. The breast that she had promised only I could touch was being crushed in another man's hand.
I briefly turned my head to scan the room. The man who had been furiously pounding away in a frenzy of lust was now lying on his back, having pulled the woman on top of him to enjoy a different position. Now that she was riding him, I could clearly see her face. I had thought she looked like Lucrezia at a glance, but it must have been my imagination—an entirely different woman was riding the man.
No, no, you idiot... Did I really need to confirm that right now? When the Crown Prince is clutching her breast right in front of my eyes, staring at me with such leisure!
"Your Highness..."
"Yes. Though I have not given you permission to speak, go ahead. Kael."
"We... we are here as Imperial Knights, infiltrating this mansion in disguise to resolve a certain request. So, please... could you release her?"
"Haha!"
The Crown Prince laughed out loud at my response.
Yank!
"Ah!"
And with a sharp tug on the red leash in his hand, he pulled Lucrezia flush against his chest.
"How truly tragic, Lucia. If you had offered your virginity to me back during our academy days, you would be the Crown Princess of the Empire by now, rebuilding your family to your heart's content... But look at you now. Dressed as the lowest sort of whore in a secret mansion built for the depraved whims of nobles. If not for me, you might have been rolling around, whimpering beneath some nameless man."
"Your Highness! I had absolutely no intention of letting her end up like that."
"Is that so?"
The Crown Prince merely stared indifferently at the red choker around Lucrezia's neck. I clearly remembered it being black, and I had no idea why she was wearing a red one now, but something had obviously gone wrong along the way.
"Perhaps. But Kael, never forget that everyone covets a treasure once it is in hand, and everyone will try to steal it. That is why it must be guarded with the utmost care. Still, since we graduated in the same class, I shall show some mercy and help you with your request."
"T-that won't be necessary, Your Highness."
I hastily declined the Crown Prince's favor. But he paid my refusal no mind. Instead, he chuckled as if amused.
"Now that I think about it, I heard reports recently that Count Timong's children had gone missing. Since Atryge, where you operate, is nearby, you must have taken his request."
The Crown Prince spoke as if he already knew everything, casually kneading Lucrezia's breast as he did.
"Hah...! Hngh!"
Tethered by the leash in the Crown Prince's grip, she trembled under his touch, gradually being consumed by pleasure. The Crown Prince's thick fingers, bulging against her bodice, moved relentlessly as they squeezed Lucrezia's breast.
"Haha. Kael, don't stare so hard. I am merely helping you. You two don't seem to know much about this mansion, but a woman wearing a red choker is treated no differently from a common street whore. If a passerby suddenly hooks a leash to her and drags her away, she cannot offer the slightest resistance. But if I act as Lucia's master like this, no one else will dare touch her, so you have nothing to worry about."
"..."
My hands trembled violently. How... how do I get this man away from her? I wanted to knock him down and drag Lucrezia away this very instant. But this man was the Crown Prince. An omnipotent man who could utterly destroy me and my lovers with a single word.
"Hmm. Come to think of it, Lucia, back in our academy days, many fools spread useless rumors linking you and me. Perhaps if those bastards saw us now, they would rejoice, thinking their wild rumors had finally been proven true."
Grit!
I ground my teeth. Memories of our academy days, which I had forgotten for a while, came rushing back. The scandalous rumors about Lucrezia and the Crown Prince cooked up by those loose-tongued bastards. That she had entered his room naked at night, or that she had already declared herself the Crown Prince's slave... From start to finish, there wasn't a shred of truth to them—they were nothing but fake rumors manufactured to feed their own ugly desires.
"Now, Kael. Lead the way. You must rescue Count Timong's children as requested. Of course, I have seen them here a few times myself. The daughter was decent enough to look at, but the Count's son was utterly beyond saving."
"..."
"After learning about this mansion through his associations with the children of the southwestern nobility, that bastard coaxed his own sister into visiting this place frequently. He didn't care in the slightest how she would be passed around by the other nobles. Just like Lucia..."
"Hngh... N-no, Your Highness. Kael is..."
"Shh, Lucia. You still love your partner so very much. At any rate, that foolish boy couldn't control his lust, abusing all kinds of stamina enhancers and aphrodisiacs provided by the mansion until he finally laid hands on his own sister. He is probably thrusting away in some room in this villa right now, without even realizing the girl he is violating is his sister."
I knew. I had just witnessed that scene moments ago. All that was left was to go, grab them, and leave. So...
"I have already secured their location, Your Highness. So I intend to take Lucrezia and escape with them now. Therefore, please stop..."
"No, no, Kael. This is not a place you can leave so easily. If you just take them, the creators and operators of this mansion will immediately become suspicious. And they will stop at nothing to exact revenge on those who crossed them. Do you intend to leave such a lingering threat behind? A threat that might cost your lovers their lives?"
For a moment, I was at a loss for words. We had infiltrated this place under assumed identities precisely to avoid such consequences. I couldn't even begin to fathom how things had spiraled so far out of control to lead to this... but damn it, the Crown Prince was right.
"..."
"It seems you are finally starting to understand. Don't worry, Kael. I only come here occasionally to enjoy myself, so not many people know my face. If you are with me, they won't suspect a thing. Now, quickly guide me to where Count Timong's children are, Kael."
"Hngh... Kael... Please, guide us quickly..."
Lucrezia pleaded weakly, as if agreeing with the Crown Prince. She was right. Once this was over quickly, the Crown Prince would leave of his own accord. He had the power to take everything, but he didn't strip everything away by force. Since he naturally assumed whatever he desired would eventually fall into his hands, taking things by brute force wasn't his style.
I turned my back on them and walked forward. To escape this mansion even a second faster, even a moment sooner, I headed toward the room where I had seen Count Timong's children.
"Oh! Sir Conrad! It has been a while!"
Just then, someone called out warmly from around the corner of the corridor, looking in my direction. But his gaze was fixed not on me, but on the Crown Prince behind me.
Conrad?
Since the Crown Prince attending such a depraved banquet—especially one for local nobles—could cause quite a scandal... he had likely used an alias, just like us.
"Ah, Sir Bellon."
The Crown Prince's overbearing arrogance, which had looked down on everything just moments ago, vanished instantly. He replied in the tone of an ordinary knight.
"Oh!"
The man named Bellon drew closer, his eyes widening as he caught sight of Lucrezia.
"My word! To think such a fine piece was among the women wearing red chokers! Sir Conrad, how on earth did you get your hands on her?"
"Haha. I got lucky. Fortunately, it seems to be her first time here."
"Is that so? Hmm. But you haven't laid a finger on her yet. Are you perhaps not quite satisfied with her? If that's the case, won't you hand her over to me? Normally, she would have been broken by now, so it's quite puzzling to see her standing so pristine."
Bellon spoke with utter nonchalance, as if trading women like objects here was the most natural thing in the world. And his words painted a vivid picture of how the Crown Prince usually amused himself in this place.
"Are you really not interested in her? Her skin is still like white jade, without a single handprint on it, Sir Conrad..."
"No, Sir Bellon. I'm afraid this one is mine. She is a rare find, so I wanted to take my time enjoying her... But seeing how much you covet her, I suppose I should mark my territory first."
Marking? What does he—
Slurp, squelch! "Hngh... Haah... Mmph! D-don't... don't look..."
"Haha. What a cheeky bitch. For someone wearing a red choker, she speaks rather defiantly, doesn't she?"
"Probably because she's new. But she'll become obedient once she's been handled a few times."
No, no. Those words weren't meant for a bastard like you. She was speaking to me. A pitiful plea... begging me not to watch her kiss the Crown Prince.
Yet, why was I turning my head to stare intently at the sight?
Suck, squelch! Her pink tongue was accepting the Crown Prince's. Though she tried to pull her tongue back to escape, the Crown Prince masterfully pursued her retreat, catching her and mingling their saliva.
"Hngh... Ah!"
"Ho... I never expected to witness Sir Conrad's legendary training skills with my own eyes."
Bellon's commentary felt like a spice that made the sight of the Crown Prince and Lucrezia appear even more depraved.
"Hngh! Ha... Heh...!"
Before long, her tongue, which had been so busy trying to escape, reached out to entwine with the Crown Prince's. They exchanged saliva in the air, their wet flesh clashing to produce highly suggestive sounds. Her eyes, which had been casting anxious, fleeting glances at me, were now completely locked onto the Crown Prince.
"Haha. It seems her tongue already belongs entirely to Sir Conrad. More importantly, look at those tits. Aren't they exceptionally large? I don't attend these banquets very often, but I've rarely seen breasts of this caliber."
"Sir Bellon, it seems you wish to see what is hidden beneath this fabric?"
"Haha. You caught me."
You absolute piece of shit!!
Her breasts... They were calling her precious breasts by such vulgar terms. The breasts that had never been shown to anyone else, the ones she swore only I could touch... Tits? How could they...
But the Crown Prince's next action plunged my heart even deeper into the abyss of despair.
Squeeze! "Haahhh!"
The Crown Prince squeezed her breasts tightly and pulled them out of her bodice. The fabric that had been straining to contain them instantly lost its hold and fell away, liberating her two massive breasts to display their full, magnificent glory.
"Hngh! Ah! Haah!"
Every time the Crown Prince's large hands flexed around her breasts, she trembled, drool escaping her lips. The saliva trickled down her neck and pooled over her chest.
"Magnificent! Truly incredible, Sir Conrad. How on earth did you find such a masterpiece... My word!"
The Crown Prince didn't bother to reply to Bellon's praise. He focused entirely on ravishing Lucrezia as she melted in his arms, violating her tongue and crushing her breasts. Her flesh was squashed between his thick fingers, and between them, her nipples trembled pitifully...
Lucrezia's weakness!
Fortunately, the Crown Prince had not touched them directly yet. Only I knew of her extreme sensitivity there. I had to end this situation before he laid a finger on her weakness.
"Hah! Haah! Hngh!" Slurp, squelch, squish! Smack, slurp, smack!
As Lucrezia's moans grew louder, the wet sounds of their clashing tongues grew heavier. The Crown Prince's fingers, which were squeezing her breasts, gradually closed in on her nipples. In an instant, he pinched her pink areolae firmly.
"...❤️❤️! ...❤️! ...❤️❤️❤️!!!!!"
She forgot to even breathe, her entire body shuddering violently. Her beautiful, pale blue eyes were half-lidded, gazing up at the Crown Prince. Within them was a mixture of hazy lust and a sheer panic at her inability to resist it.
"Haah! Just watching this is making me impatient. Well then, Sir Conrad, have a wonderful time! And the same to you, nameless Sir over there! I need to quickly put a leash on a decent bitch myself."
The man named Bellon laughed heartily and disappeared down the corridor. Now, there was no longer any reason for the Crown Prince to play the role of the knight Conrad. Nor did Lucrezia need to immerse herself in the role of a woman wearing a red choker—the lowest of the low in this mansion.
Yet, why weren't the two of them stopping?
"Hngh❤️"
No, if anything, it grew even more intense.
Slurp, slurp, slurp! "Mmph❤️! Haah❤️! Hngh❤️!"
The two of them kissed as if trying to devour each other's lips. Even without the Crown Prince moving his hand, Lucrezia shifted her body on her own, grinding her breasts against his palm. And I just stood there, watching the spectacle.
The man named Bellon had already left... I could have stopped them... Yet neither my mouth, my legs, nor my hands moved. I simply stared at the physical language they were sharing.
Eventually, the Crown Prince let go of the leash and reached his hand down toward her skirt. He continued to kiss her while rubbing her private area through the fabric. With one hand enjoying her breast and the other her groin, he carried on their public tryst in the middle of the corridor.
"Haa❤️! Haah❤️! Hngh❤️!"
As her body trembled under the Crown Prince's rough touch, her nipples, caught between his fingers, bounced up and down, brushing against his skin. Every time they did, Lucrezia let out a feverish moan. I could see her skirt growing damp in an instant.
I felt an intense gaze. The Crown Prince raised his eyes from Lucrezia and looked at me. His eyes held neither the triumph of a victor nor the lust of a plunderer. He simply looked at me as if it were only natural that Lucrezia, drowning in pleasure in his arms, belonged to him. Then, he pinched her trembling nipple hard between his fingers. As I prepared to hear Lucrezia's impending scream of pleasure, feeling as though all hope was about to vanish...
"Cold."
"Hngh...❤️ Your Highness... It is only us here now... Ah❤️!"
"Yes, indeed, Lucia. There is no need to continue the charade right now."
The relaxed composure in the Crown Prince's eyes vanished. It wasn't anger—at least, not on the surface. Rather, his gaze had grown cold. Like someone looking down at a toy that failed to deliver the expected reaction, his crimson eyes sank into a chilly stillness.
"Kael... haah... haah..."
"Lucrezia!"
At her faint call, I rushed over and pulled her into my arms. At the same time, I felt a sudden chill radiating from her body. Only then did I notice that a layer of white frost had formed around her trembling nipples. She whispered in a voice so quiet it was meant for my ears alone.
"I... protected it..."
She had used her ice magic to freeze the area around her nipples, barely managing to block the direct stimulation.
"How touching, Lucia. Very well. Let us proceed with your request then. Kael, lead the way."
"Understood."
I tried to support the weakened Lucrezia and move forward. But the Crown Prince yanked the leash around her neck. Her body instantly lurched backward.
"Your Highness!"
I called out to him, suppressing my rising fury. The Crown Prince simply looked at me and smirked.
"Kael, what did I say a woman wearing a red choker is?"
"A street..."
I couldn't bring myself to say the word "whore" in front of Lucrezia, who was wearing it. It was impossible for me to utter such a degrading term to her face.
"Yes, a whore. And if such a woman is being supported by someone, anyone would find it suspicious. Of course, Lucia's current state isn't bad. She looks no different from any other woman wearing a red choker."
The drool from her mouth was dripping onto her chest, her breasts were flushed red with the Crown Prince's handprints, and her skirt was stained dark, soaked with her arousal. To anyone looking, she was the very picture of depravity.
"And think about it. Why do you think they provide a leash for the red choker?"
"..."
"Well, showing you directly might be faster. Lucia, get down. From now on, you must walk like a beast. Otherwise, others might think you are poorly trained and try to take you. This is the rule for a leashed woman."
"Your Highness...!"
"Do you wish to refuse? If so, it matters not to me. I shall wash my hands of this and withdraw. I must say, I would be quite curious to see how you plan to rescue Count Timong's children on your own."
"Kael... don't worry. Something like this... I can endure it."
"Lucrezia!"
She nodded weakly at me. Then, she slowly approached the Crown Prince, who held her leash, and got down on all fours. It was undoubtedly humiliating, and she must have hated it...
Yet, why did it feel like her expression as she knelt before the Crown Prince had reverted to the same panting face she wore in his embrace earlier...?
"Kael, go quickly. The more you hesitate, the longer her humiliation will last..."
"...Understood."
I forced myself to turn away from them, taking one heavy step after another toward the room where Count Timong's children were.
Drag, drag. "Hngh...! Ah!"
With every step, I heard the sound of something dragging along the floor behind me, accompanied by Lucrezia's labored groans.
"Lucia, you are falling behind Kael. At this rate, you will just collapse on the floor."
"Haah... haah... No, I won't."
"Then crawl faster. Do not lose him."
"U-understood... Master..."
?!!
I whipped my head around to look back. The Crown Prince was staring at me indifferently, as if nothing had happened. Lucrezia was looking up at me with a puzzled expression through her half-lidded eyes.
Both of them looked so completely unbothered, as if the word "Master" I had just heard was nothing but an auditory hallucination.
"Kael, what is it?"
"N-nothing. It's this way."
I walked to the door I had spotted earlier and waited for them. Step by step, Lucrezia crawled forward with great difficulty. Every time she moved, her breasts and nipples scraped against the floor. It was clearly a distance of only a few paces. Yet, the time it took for her to reach me felt like an eternity.
Lucrezia gritted her teeth and pressed forward. Supporting herself on her trembling arms, dragging her collapsing body with all her might, she refused to stop.
"Is it here?"
He asked.
"...Yes."
My voice wouldn't come out properly. The Crown Prince looked down at Lucrezia for a moment, then looked back at me. He gave a slow nod.
Without hesitation, I opened the door and stepped inside.
Along with the appearance of a major character, we are sharing their character sheet. As a bonus, we are also uploading the sheet for Lucrezia, who will be heavily involved.
