Chapter 39: The Queen’s Crimson Desire

Chapter 39: The Queen's Crimson Desire

'The effeminate hero, the talk of the town playboy, the girl who loves lashes, and two fair maidens slowly weathering through battles...' With a smile on her face, the queen moved closer and closer to the Hero's party. Every step of her heels echoes through the halls, and despite being dressed in a dignified robe made of silver threads, there was just something about her that betrayed that illusion.

Was it the teasing smirk? Or perhaps it was her pale breasts with visible veins nearly pouring out of her corset? Or maybe, just maybe, it was that aching gaze that oozed the true desires trapped within her heart? After all, being married to an old man at a young age, there was much that she'd missed out on.

"Finally, we mee–" Her silver hair fluttered in the air as her daughter Tia rushed by her. Running past her mother, the young girl's frilly white skirt fluttered through the air as she moved closer to the hero.

"Tia, wait!" Milo, her brother exclaimed, his hand outstretched in her direction. Following her the next moment, he managed to catch up to her, however, by that time, she was already inches from the hero's face.

"You're the hero, right?!" She asked, taking hold of the hero's hands.

A bit thrown off by the sudden question, it took a moment of awkward staring for Amedith to even respond with a reluctant nod. He'd already been faced with fanatics before and the girl before him appeared to be the same.

'This doesn't feel like it would end well somehow...' Thankfully, however, pulling his sister away from him by the shoulder, Milo managed to get her to back away, even if just a little.

"Don't bother him," he scolded, staring at the back of her head with his emerald green eyes.

Rolling her eyes upwards, Tia heaved a tired sigh and even let her shoulder fall to the sides.

"I'm just asking!" She pleaded, squinting as she turned her head to look up at Milo.

"Whatever..." He whispered, his pale lips quivering with anger.

"Anyways," shifting her attention to Raven, Maria brought her smile back on. "The infamous dark mage, who not only defeated the minotaur but enslaved their queen as well. How very..."

Moving as close to Raven as she could, Maria bit her lower lips and whispered.

"Exciting..."

'Just enough of a tease, and I'll have what I want.' At a glance her thoughts aligned well with her words, but what she thought next raised Raven's alarm. 'I wonder what his blood tastes like, I'm growing tired of those girls from the lower city after all.'

Shocked by her words, Raven's eyes widened. But the moment he realized that he was giving away his caution, he quickly forced a smile, and simply watched as the queen stepped away.

"I overheard that my husband is making you stay in the barracks?" Glancing at the king again, she glared at him for the briefest of moments. Then swiftly turning back to look at everyone from Raven's party, she forced a smile as well. "Well, I'd be remiss if I didn't amend his mistake. Besides, the workers just recently finished two guestrooms on the same floor as our family, you're more than welcome to stay there for as long as my husband needs to get you whatever it is you need."

And with a flutter of her dress, as she turned around, the queen made her way back to the entrance to leave the castle halls. However, even though she'd left her presence was still warm inside the hall, not in any physical form, but through her words that made everyone's heart heavy.

'Blood? Girls from the lower city? What the fuck was she talking about?' Thought Raven, all the while the rest of the companions were busy figuring out what the hell just happened as well.

[Short Note: Sorry for nothing lewd for a few chapters, the lewds starts from the next chapter again! XD]