Chapter 81

Getaway (5)

Cecil whispered in a strange voice, and Rowena gulped. She felt it so much that she was losing her mind.

“Uhmm… that’s…ahhkk!”

Cecil, who set up his waist, moved as if it were a punishment. The tip of her toes curled and stiffened in the air, and her body shook violently.

I feel good, ah! I feel like I’m going crazy!

If this was a punishment, she could take it all day. However, Cecil’s eyes looking at Rowena were fierce.

It would be difficult for him.

He couldn’t really question Rowena and punish her for not telling him her secret. Cecil realized that even if Rowena made a real mistake, she could not be punished.

As a crown prince, power may be in his hands, but Rowena was the only one he feared.

Why don’t you trust me?

He thought he had done a lot for Rowena. Of course, it was wrong not to protect her as soon as he knew, but he protected her from her family and promised a future.

And yet Rowena was not trusting him. The present silence was proof of that.

Rowena also felt a sense of crisis at Cecil’s increasingly dark expression, but she could not say anything about Lyria.

It’s my friend’s business!

If things went wrong, it would be okay if she suffered alone, but the lives of Lyria and Kian depended on her.

Cecil’s favor was limited to her, and she could not guarantee that her friend would be safe.

“Hm, ahg… no more… ack!”

Cecil, who later reached his climax, filled Rowena’s insides. Rowena trembled as the hot and sticky liquid spread.

Will I be loved more?

But Cecil pulled out the p*nis with a heavy face. Rowena was relieved.

“…This is too much for you.”

Cecil, who spoke coldly, put a blanket over Rowena’s body and came out of bed. Rowena was embarrassed to see Cecil turning around and going out of the bedroom.

“I’ll call the maids.”

Feeling a sense of crisis, Rowena tried to get up, but she couldn’t feel her back. Cecil had really pushed Rowena to the limit.

“Hm…”

Cecil left the room before Rowena could catch up to him. The door closed softly, but it sounded cold to Rowena.

* * *

When the servant arrived at the temple, he saw the embarrassed escort knight and knew something was wrong. He had come to convey a message from the Marquis of Wenson to return immediately.

“What’s the matter? Where is the lady?”

The escort knight couldn’t even get angry with the servant as usual. He went to the prayer room to see the lady, whom he had not heard from after a long time and she hadn’t returned.

The prayer room consisted of ten large, narrow rooms. The knight checked every empty compartment and waited for a person to come out of two full compartments.

After a while, it was not only Lyria who didn’t come out of the room. He didn’t even see Anna.

The escort knight finally realized something was wrong. He thought she would have gone to the bathroom.

Lady Lyria is too soft on the cheeky maid.

If the lady ran away with Anna, the punishment would be meted out to him. He went to and from the temple in contemplation and looked for Lyria, but no one saw Lyria and Anna.

The Marquis is going to question me…

The escort knight thought he should have followed the lady to the front of the prayer room. It was late, but…

I’m dead.

The Marquis of Wenson pretended to be gentle among the nobles, but he was very cold when dealing with his subordinates. When the sight of a servant or other knights torturing him came to mind, the escort knight was afraid that he wanted to run away.

“Please say something! Where’d the lady go?”

“S-she’s gone.”

“What?”

Unbelievably, the escort knight said that and ran away. The servant looked at the fleeing knight as if it was absurd, and thought he was in trouble.

Lady Lyria seemed to be missing. Kidnapped by someone!

That was the idea that the servant had at first glance. The girl he served seemed too timid, considering the words “run away.”

* * *

After hearing the situation from the butler, the marquis decided that Lyria went out in his absence. Maybe the girl next door brainwashed her.

The Marquis of Wenson was mad as he sat on the sofa in the hall. It occurred to him that the girl was not only taking Lyria’s place but also ruining his daughter.

“W-we’re in trouble!”

At the sound from outside, not only the Marquis of Wenson but also those who were restless beside him turned their heads out of the mansion. The butler clicked his tongue inside. The thought crossed his mind that everyone would be able to hear it next door, but he couldn’t scold the servant.