Chapter 48

The one you love is the weak one (2)

“Well, are we going to the palace, too?”

The official was instructing the people on the list to pack. He looked at Matthias.

Paul, Earl of Adelia, turned a blind eye to the news of a man coming out of the palace. Just hearing about them, his right hand seemed to throb.

“Your Highness’s command… I’ll stick to it.”

The maids and servants were paid a small salary anyway for being employed by a noble family. When the official said their salary would rise sharply and they could work at the Imperial Palace, they quickly took their luggage out of the room, delighted by the wise master’s countenance.

The official bowed politely as he had come and turned away. They didn’t take many people, but somehow the house felt empty.

None of them knew that Rowena’s loved ones were warm-hearted people who could look after others.

“It’s so mean that she’s stealing other people.”

Matthias said, punching the back of the sofa. Louis ran away to the backyard as soon as the anger started. Theo looked at the box of cookies left on the couch.

Perhaps Rowena will not return. She wanted to get out of this house.

“If he took people with him, the crown prince is really into Rowena, so it’ll work out somehow.”

Neither Matthias nor Paul wanted to admit it, but Rowena was smarter than the two of them combined. It was just that there was no power. Now that the crown prince had put his power into her hands, she would never be caught by them again.

Both of them just couldn’t admit it.

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“Hngh, ah! Ahhngh…! Ahg…!”

Her trembling body bent like a bow. Rowena, who was twitching as she accepted his finger between her legs, reached with a flick of her waist.

Cecil had a fit of excitement, as he could see her flesh swallowing his fingers through her wide open legs. When he rubbed the shrinking flesh with his fingers, he was ecstatic to see her twist her back as if she couldn’t stand it.

“Ngh… ahh, stop…”

She didn’t know how many times she had already climaxed. Cecil persistently stimulated Rowena’s entrance, perhaps because he had something dangerously large and it would hurt her if she was not wet enough.

Thanks to that, Rowena, who had reached the peak several times, was shivering in her bed, drooping. Now she had become sensitive enough to feel tingles wherever he touched her.

“Ha, hah… Hmm…”

I can’t feel my legs…

Cecil tasted the honey flowing on her with his head tilted toward her thigh. It was so overwhelming that he felt his head spinning.

“Uhmgh, Your Highness…”

It was cute as Rowena twitched her thighs and curled her legs. Cecil’s hot and soft tongue gradually rose as he tasted the inside of her thigh.

Oh, I can’t.

Her body, which was overwhelmed by pleasure, moved on its own. Her face was flushed with shame, but she could not stop his lips that had already reached her folds.

“Heul…”

His tongue moved slowly as if it was intentional, and he tasted Rowena’s entrance. The slippery lump of flesh moved through the folds, spreading them apart.

“No, ahh…! There, ugh! Aheuk…”

Cecil spread her thighs and pushed his tongue in. A lewd chunk of flesh entered her narrow crevice and licked her flesh.

The moment she felt his face close to her core and his hot breath, Rowena seemed to faint from shame.

“Ah, p-please… Your Highness… Ahngh!”

As if it were a signal, Cecil’s tongue, upon hearing Rowena’s plea, began to relentlessly ravage her soft spot. Rowena shook her head with a sweet groan at the sensation coming from his lips and tongue.

The place felt like it would melt away with shameful stimulation. She felt so overwhelmed that she couldn’t resist the sound of pleasure.

“Ah, ahh! Ngh! Cecil, mhm… Ahngh, stop…”

Cecil refused to let go and coveted Rowena’s core until her body arched like a bow again and was taken by the obscene climax.

Cecil pulled his tongue out from inside Rowena who was trembling and raised his head. He got out of bed licking his lips.

Back in his hand, he had a small box of rings and a bottle of potions.

What is that?

Cecil came up to the bed and opened the lid of the ring box.

“It’s a contraceptive ring. It’s best to wear one on each other…”

Cecil, holding Rowena’s hand, put a ring on her pinky. It was different from an engagement or wedding ring, but he felt better seeing a ring of this design. He thought it was like a couple’s ring.

Cecil, who also put a ring on his hand, opened the lid of the bottle containing the potion.

“This is for you.”

It was the method taught by the escort knight. He said it was a method commonly used by knights and aristocrats for young ladies.

It’s hard to apply medicine up there.

Seeing Cecil pouring medicine on his penis, Rowena felt like she had been caught too.