Chapter 260 - Short Honeymoon

The minister that witnessed the marriage between Crown Prince of Sun Kingdom and Golden Camellia's honored grand duke in Great Arctyr could only shake his head. He was taught that Saintess Celine's descendants all shared the same wisdom and sense of duty like her, although he doubted it first, but seeing it with his own eyes, it made sense now.

Grand Duke Aster, who was also honored as Great Prince of Arctyr, could walk the aisle with such courage, even though he didn't like Great King Tuskan at all, he still persevered to make sure that there was no bloodshed between two countries while saving the lives of the people under his duchy.

He was glad that Grand Duke Aster could get the marriage that he wanted, with someone that he loved and loved him. The minister glanced at Great King Tuskan who squeezed out a smile and then said to Prince Rama and Duke Aster, "Congratulations for your marriage, Aster. You will be officially crowned as Great Queen of Arctyr later, but you are already the Great Queen right now. With you marrying Prince Rama, you have the affiliations with both Great Arctyr and Sun Kingdom, alongside the support of other nations in this continent, and also Grand Duchy Stormhill. Aster, I wish you happ—"

Aster didn't let Tuskan finish his words and then hugged him immediately, Aster hugged him tightly and said, "Tuskan, thank you. You are truly a good man. I will never forget this," Aster said, and then kissed Tuskan's cheek gently.

Ramuja pulled his wife immediately, his gaze darkened, but he said nothing. Tuskan was still stunned with the kiss, this was the first time he felt that Aster truly kissed him sincerely. There was no hidden intention or manipulation.

Tuskan gazed at Aster and his tears broke down, "I—I will never forgive you for making me fall in love with you! Y—You have to rule the country justly with me!" he said. He shifted his glance at Prince Rama, and then boldly pulled Prince Rama's collar, Tuskan was slightly taller than Prince Rama, although Prince Rama was obviously a lot more muscular, "You must protect Aster with your life. You are an ungrateful, shameless, cheating man, I will never forgive you if you dare to hurt him again." Tuskan said with a low voice, he was obviously threatening Prince Rama, but Prince Rama nodded resolutely and circled his hand around Aster's waist and pulled him closer.

Tuskan saw this and he could only step down. He said to his minister, "Make sure that you record this well, Charles will have to think twice, or to prepare for a long time if he wants to invade us."

"Yes, Your Majesty," the minister said. He glanced again at his Great Queen, he stared at his beautiful golden eyes and could only sigh, 'His Majesty Queen is too beautiful and mesmerizing, I guess this is what happens when you happen to be the grandson of Saintess Celine.'

Tuskan stepped down and left the church first, Mariette stepped up and giggled at Aster, "My cute little brother got married, what should I do? I will lose my tea friend."

Aster chuckled, but he curiously asked, "Mariette, I wonder if this is possible. I'm not married to Tuskan, but I can be a Great Queen? How can this be?"

"Well, unlike in Golden Camellia, in the Great Arctyr, the power between the king and the queen is divided by the area of governance. In Golden Camellia, the Empress has the power to manage all the smaller scale nobles, right? In Great Arctyr, both King and Queen rule over all the people, but they split the region, the coastal, military and trade heavy region are ruled by the king, and the agricultural, tourism, and traditional region are ruled by the queen."

"I know that, but… it still doesn't make sense if I become the queen without marrying the king…"

"The thing is, it can be either the Great Prince or Princess that ruled over the Great Arctyr first, and then get married to crown their spouse as the ruler too. But there was one instance long ago, when both the Great Prince and Princess had the same influence and same power over the country. Both of them wanted to be the Great Ruler, thus, to avoid civil war, the elders back then made a law, that the Great Prince and Princess can be both King and Queen, even though they are siblings and not married to each other. As long as they rule justly. Their spouse will not take over the throne though."

"Technically, you are our nephew, and you are Saintess Celine's direct grandson, you have had the title Honored Great Prince of Arctyr for a while actually, Tuskan is already well prepared for everything," Mariette smiled, "Aster, I know your capability, I hope that you can rule the country well. Of course, I will always support you and Tuskan. Who knows, maybe you have a fight with Prince Rama and you will be comforted by Tuskan, perhaps you will get married with Tuskan next year?" Mariette winked and glanced at Prince Rama provocatively.

Ramuja tightened his hand around Aster again and replied, "Absolutely not! I will never have a fight with Milord, and I will never let him leave me!"

"My… my~ Scary~ Like an overprotective mama bear," Mariette laughed and tapped Ramuja's shoulder, "Take care of my little brother, I will not spare you if you dare to hurt him again," Mariette said.

Ramuja didn't have a slightest bit of fear against Tuskan's threat, but when Mariette threatened him, he was taken aback by the pressure and gulped. He nodded subconsciously.

Aster saw this and scolded Mariette, "Mariette! You are such a bully!"

Mariette laughed, "Now, now, I know that you two lovebirds need sometimes alone, I already prepared the room for you. The room is soundproof enough, don't worry," Mariette winked and left the church.

The butler bowed deeply at Prince Rama and Queen Aster, and he escorted them to the bridal chamber. He closed the door silently. Ramuja locked the door and then slid all the curtains down, thus the previously bright room became dim. There were romantic candles and sweet aromatherapy for stimulation though, Aster was surprised, "It is still noon, why do you need to close everything?"

Ramuja's breath was heavy, he could see the gentle face of his Milord that was now his wife. He c.a.r.e.s.sed Milord's face gently, "Because I can't wait anymore. I've been waiting for this since our first meeting."

"You mean, our first meeting in the slave market?"

"Yes. I've been imagining how it would feel to have you as my spouse," Ramuja said. He lowered his head and then kissed Aster's lips gently, "I've been imagining how it would feel to make you my wife since you brought me to your Stormhill Mansion."

"And you also imagine how it would feel to f.u.c.k me, huh?" Aster shot Ramuja right through his conscience. Ramuja became meek instantly and his eyes tried to avoid Aster's gaze and he nodded shyly, "Uhm… yeah, not often."

"Did you imagine me when you masturbate?"

Ramuja's became even meeker, he instinctively kneeled in front of Aster and nodded too. As if he was confessing all his crime.

"Did you get a hard on when you saw me with tight or see through clothes?"

"Y—Yes… but I hide it pretty well… uhm… wife…"

Aster laughed heartily and then pinched Ramuja's chin, he said with such condescending tone, "You are a shameless pervert."

"P—Please punish me, wife…"

"You still dare to call me wife after confessing all your crimes today?" Aster raised his brows, "How brazen, I am not surprised though."

Ramuja's body trembled with both awe and excitement, he felt that the Milord's new permanently golden eyes gave him ten times the pressure than what he previously had, but it only gave Ramuja an erection, "P—Please punish me, Milord…"

Aster smirked, "As you wish."

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(WARNING: A SHORT SMUT WITH FEET FETISH) O//w//O

"Ahhh!�� a manly, blissful scream full of ecstasy filled the room. Ramuja was fully n.a.k.e.d, while Aster still had his white suit on. But he took off his shoes, his right toes fiddled around Ramuja's huge c.o.c.k, while his left foot was in Ramuja's face. Ramuja was l.i.c.k.i.n.g the toes one by one obediently. After Aster has been locked inside Great Arctyr for so long, his feet become even softer and beautifully arched. Ramuja worshipped this feet and s.u.c.k.e.d it as if it was delicious candy.

Aster smirked, "You really like this kind of game, huh, Crown Prince Rama?"

"Y—yesh… Milord…"

"You are the Crown Prince, but you act shamelessly like this. Truly despicable," Aster mocked. Feeling that Ramuja's c.o.c.k was getting bigger, he clicked his tongue and then fiddled with Ramuja's c.o.c.k faster with his right feet.

Ramuja felt that he was in heaven, he grunted and g.r.o.a.n.e.d, his breath was getting quickened. Suddenly, Aster stomped at Ramuja's stomach, right around his belly button few times.

"Argh! Milord—Milord! Too much!" Ramuja e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed everytime Aster stomped his belly button. It took Aster twenty stomps until Ramuja couldn't e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e anymore. Aster gasped in awe, "Wow, you shot twenty times, what are you? A stud?"

Ramuja blushed, he covered his face with his hands, "T—That's because you stimulate me too much!"

Aster laughed, "I mean, it's you who initiates this first."

"W—Well, Milord. Your body is still very weak, I don't want to lose control and hurt you…" Ramuja said. He then mumbled, 'I will make sure to stuff him with food until I can do it twenty times a day.'

"What did you say?"

"N—Nothing!" Ramuja shook his head.

Aster smiled, he laid on top of Ramuja's body and said, "I am very happy Ramuja. But the war has just been started, we have to fight for our freedom."

Ramuja hugged his wife and then kissed his head, "Don't worry, I will not let anyone hurt you anymore."

Ramuja's aura didn't change, but in his heart, he was ready to burn Golden Camellia to the ground, 'I will make them pay for hurting you, wife.'