37. Falling Petals (1)
37. Falling Blossoms (1)
"Ugh...."
Thump.
"Hiiik?!"
The moment the princess's head fell onto her shoulder, Evernoir's heart jumped as if she had seen a dead person.
No, to be precise, not a dead person but someone who would kill her.
Well, since both meant she wouldn't be seeing anything from now on, perhaps they meant the same thing.
"....Ah."
Fortunately, the princess who had leaned her head against her was asleep.
After reaching her final climax, the princess had fallen asleep as if collapsing.
Was it fortunate that her life had been extended, or was it rather torturing her?
'Haah, why on earth did I do that....'
Though it was an excuse to say this now, violating the princess and treating her so roughly wasn't actually her own will.
It felt as if she were intoxicated by something - she acted, yet it didn't feel like herself.
It was like getting drunk on alcohol or drugs and recklessly committing something, then remembering the next day what terrible thing she had done.
To be exact, yes.
That crimson Crotch Tattoo had clearly taken away her initiative.
And rightly so, because if she had been in her right mind, she would have been the first to pull away upon smelling the princess's scent and regaining her senses.
But she couldn't run away by claiming it wasn't her actions.
After all, she had already brutally violated the princess, shamed her, and stolen her precious experience as a woman.
-Srrrng....
Evernoir placed her hand on the sword the princess had given her.
"Tch."
But she couldn't draw the sword.
Even if she wanted to commit suicide, the Crotch Tattoo wouldn't permit even that.
Then the remaining method was....,
When the princess awakens, apologize for her wrongdoing, leave her side, and quietly end her life by another's hand.
Though a heinous criminal like herself could simply depart first and end her life like this, that would at least be after this night passed.
She couldn't leave the princess alone in this dark, cold forest.
After spreading her senses as widely as possible, Evernoir slowly closed her eyes while keeping her body tense enough to awaken at any moment.
"....Keum, kheum."
Chewing over and over in her memory that vulgar appearance the princess had shown until the very end.
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Chirp, chirp chirp!
The birds that had woken early began to sing.
I awoke from sleep to their song.
The singing wasn't unpleasant.
It was closer to music than noise.
In fact, it was the most satisfying morning I'd had recently.
............No. This couldn't be the only reason it was the most satisfying.
If it were me just a week ago, I would have been so angry I might have lost my mind.
You already know what I'm going to say, don't you?
Honestly, it felt too good.
Too ecstatic.
It was a satisfaction and euphoria I had never experienced as a man.
It was the first time. The feeling as if my body were floating on clouds high in the sky.
And I knew it too.
That the last remaining boundary in my heart had been properly shattered.
Of course, even if I returned to being a man, it wouldn't affect my daily life.
I would marry my predetermined fiancée, have children, and live my life.
As a live-in son-in-law for that family.
But I would probably never be able to forget today's memory.
No matter how well I perform as a man, I would live my whole life acting.
Having forgotten true satisfaction.
Even so, if I wanted to live as a man, I should stop here.
If I don't end it here and seek more climaxes and more stimulating pleasures....,
'I would collapse.'
But even so, I felt no resistance.
Even though I clearly couldn't return to my previous life.
But honestly, if you brought any man here and let him taste this experience even once, wouldn't anyone end up like me?
I genuinely thought so.
So it's not that I'm weak or bad.
This isn't my fault.
If there must be fault, it would be my Imperial Father's fault for putting the Divine Sword in my hand.
So.
'So...., wouldn't it be okay if my life gets completely ruined like this....?'
Even if ruined, it would just mean not being able to return to my previous life as crown prince.
I never intended to succeed the throne anyway.
It should be fine.
It must be fine.
Honestly, the princess's life was more enjoyable than the crown prince's.
Displaying noble etiquette in every action,
Seeing their surprised expressions when, contrary to expectations, I showed remarkably calm and stoic spirit despite being female,
The men's gazes that wouldn't leave my breasts and pelvis every time I passed by,
The male's strong reproductive desire to impregnate this slender belly with their seed and make it swell,
Those who desperately hide their erect lower bodies because they want to have this body,
And the euphoria that surged to the tips of my hair when penetrated by a male's penis, and the crucible of orgasm and climax where as a female I could never rebel against a male.
All of this was 'more stimulating' than the crown prince's life.
It was addictive,
And destructive.
"....Did you cough, Your Highness."
Meanwhile, Evernoir, who may or may not have been sleeping, slowly bowed her head to the ground.
"I, I have committed an unforgivable act against Your Highness. I will pay for this crime with my life. Please do not forgive me."
After saying that, Evernoir tried to leave my side, no. To leave life itself forever.
"....How insolent."
"........"
"I haven't even decided on your punishment yet, and you dare seek forgiveness with something as trivial as death?"
Evernoir slowly turned around.
She hadn't realized.
Certainly, going to die like this would seem cowardly to the princess.
She closed her eyes.
She was prepared to accept whatever the princess did - whether carving up her body, stripping her naked and abandoning her to mountain bandits.
Then the princess's heart might feel slightly better.
...
....
"....?"
But for some reason, no command for terrible pain or heart-rending punishment came.
In her curiosity about the situation, she slightly opened her eyes.
When she opened her eyes slightly, she saw the princess had come very close.
"Since you dared to take me, you must take responsibility, Sir."
"Wh, whatever you command."
"Clearly, you said 'whatever'."
"....Yes?"
Evernoir felt a chill run down her spine.
It wasn't fear of death.
Rather more than that,
A primal warning that something very difficult was about to happen.
"Didn't you say to call you mast-, mast-, master when we're alone."
"Ah, since you're not using honorifics now, does this slave girl dare to disrespect her master and defy commands?"
"Well then, if an insolent slave girl acts up, shouldn't she be properly 'educated'? Until this slave of yours uses honorifics."
Evernoir didn't understand the princess's words now.
What on earth did that mean.
No, actually she understood everything.
They spoke the same continental common language, so there was no question of understanding.
It's just that her brain didn't want to accept it.
Meanwhile, the princess arbitrarily took her left hand.
Then slowly raised it to her own head.
What is this.
Does she want me to pet her?
No, that can't be.
That's something you do when praising a 'slave', isn't it?
"Grip tightly. To correct a slave's insolent attitude, even if hair gets pulled out, the pain must take priority, don't you think?"
At the princess's words, her body reflexively obeyed her command without conscious thought.
Thus she properly gripped with force in her left hand.
-Crunch!
"Gkuh, Kyawk?!"
-Creeeak.
She gripped the princess's precious, valuable hair so violently that one or two strands were pulled out.
"....Ah?"
What am I doing right now?
The princess is absolutely not someone who should receive such treatment.
This isn't escorting a criminal, and if I grab her hair like this, it must hurt....-
"Kkyuk, keuk, kheuh.... Your right hand is your freedom, Sir."
Suddenly, she looked down at her empty right hand.
Sir was right-handed.
But why did the princess put her left hand on her head....?
The question was soon answered.
And by the princess herself whispering it.
"Use that hand to educate this slave girl. You may slap her cheeks until blood bursts in her mouth, until her nose bleeds. Or you may clench your fist and strike my belly. How about it, the sight of this insolent slave girl holding her stomach and vomiting?"
Evernoir couldn't do it.
How could she dare do such a thing.
She had just vowed to protect the princess with her life.
But instead, to assault the princess....-
"Ah."
This is the punishment the princess is giving me.
For vowing to protect her with my life, yet violating her.
For vowing to give my life, yet trying to abandon it after touching her.
The princess acting like this was ultimately because of her.
The princess's words about taking responsibility.
She roughly understood what they meant.
"Elise, are you scared~?"
The princess's tone became more insolent.
No matter how vast the status difference between heaven and earth, it wasn't proper etiquette for a princess to arbitrarily call a noble lady and knight order captain by her first name.
"........I will take full responsibility."
Elise pulled her hand back.
Then clenched her fist with all her strength.
"...Eh?"
Jaina hadn't expected this.
She thought Elise, with her gentle nature, would at most end with slapping her cheek.
But what came to her was-
-Whoosh, Thwack!
"Kkhak?!"
Her fist flying at tremendous speed despite its small size.
And while Jaina was reeling from the pain, the fist came flying again.
-Swaaak! Thwack!
Her fist accurately hit Jaina's lower abdomen, precisely where her uterus was-
-Crunch..!
"Guoook?!!"
With a sound that shouldn't be heard, Jaina's body slumped and collapsed.
Jaina's body barely trembled weakly.
The shock was so great that her consciousness had long since fled.
She had just woken up, but now lost consciousness again.
But even in such pain,
The princess was smiling as if pleased.