'It was definitely his dick'
A woman with glistening golden eyes and the breeze gently tousling her midnight-black hair exuded a chilly aura that was distinct from the past few hours. Her sheer black dress, paired with ebony lipstick, created a captivating and unconventional appearance with her squinted eyes looking into the distance.
At the palace gate, a lineup of luxurious cars could be seen, alongside maids in short dresses reminiscent of the Qipao worn by courtesans, staying true to the traditional theme, with the dresses ending at their upper thighs in red and pink flowers adorning the design.
'Stiff, trembling and wet, hmm', Aecilia's eyes stayed frigid, her expression remaining detached as her finger continued to tap on her thighs, trying to shake off the strange sensation she felt on her lap when she embraced Avendial to shield him from the explosion.
"Have you checked the room?" Aecilia cast a quick glance towards a woman in a short dress, whose hands were positioned in a poised manner on her abdomen – one above the other. Her head was slightly bent, and she held a stoic expression.
"Lady, the palace maids have been restoring the room to its original state, but we have information that Rivia Dominic was seen accompanying the Marquess inside the room.", The woman held her head low as she disclosed important information, which was not difficult to obtain given the vulnerability of the male servants in the palace.
They were unable to resist sharing secrets, especially in the face of a simple act like a blowjob.
'She took his first, bitch', Aecilia tilted her head, closed her eyes, folded her hands in front of her as she tried to calm her anger. She took a moment to think before turning back and continuing her inquiry," When did Patric Vrandin purchase a strong aphrodisiac?"
Aecilia could easily see that the supposed poisoning event was simply a facade once she observed the body language signals on Avendial, realizing they were clearly a result of a potent aphrodisiac.
Instead of being concerned, she felt relieved knowing he was safe. Thanks to the medicine, she finally had the opportunity to have a genuine conversation with him for the first time.
And the only time they witnessed any courtesy in her words was in the presence of Marquess Croceaus.
"We do not know what is happening inside the palace, but the information we have is from a servant at Prince Orion's palace....." The woman sighed, turned her head down, and then began to reveal that the information they had about Neha and Orion was obtained from a servant.
After finishing his day shift at the Prince's palace, a middle-aged servant decided to spend the night in the arms of a courtesan at the edge of the Royal district.
After entering one of the many legally permitted pleasure houses, one can choose from various options such as: Standard Intimate Encounters, Role-Playing Scenarios, Group Experiences, Dominance and Submission (BDSM), Tantric or Sensual Massages, Voyeuristic or Exhibitionist Experiences, Fantasy or Themed Rooms, Couples' Experiences, Ritualistic or Ceremonial Encounters, Exotic or Rare Experiences, Personal Companionship or GFE/BFE (Girlfriend/Boyfriend Experience), Specialized Fetish Services, Artistic or Performance-Based Encounters.
The Servant opted for Role-Playing Scenarios and requested the Cortesan to play the character of Neha Vrandin, recounting the incident of coming across her vehicle while exiting the Prince's palace.
"This is how we obtained the information, Lady," After the woman finally disclosed everything to Aecilia, she furrowed her brows and began to rub her forehead in contemplation, causing the woman to anxiously fix her gaze on her in hopes of receiving crucial directives.
"Should I kill that fake-ass Royal...." Aecilia was on the verge of revealing her intention to eliminate a Prince from the Arinphiam kingdom right outside the gates of the Princess Royal palace, but before she could finish her sentence, her assistant intervened.
"CAR HORN NOW!!!" She cried out loudly as her eyes darted towards the cars and the female servants who sprinted as if their lives depended on it, after seeing how their mistress was going to cause another problem due to her uncontrollable mouth.
BEEEEEEEPPPPPPP! BEEEEEEEPPPPPPP! BEEEEEEEPPPPPPP! BEEEEEEEPPPPPPP!
"bastard—shut it, Damn it!" Aecilia covered her ears when four cars honked their horns simultaneously, drowning out her words and causing her to shout at her assistant.
'No! Only Madam can save us now.', The experienced assistant calmly reached for her phone and dialed the number of the current matriarch of the Sertsul family, who happened to be Aecilia Sertsul's grandmother.