714 582. Survivors wake up,

............... here, is...?

Dark, world.

Everything is black and dark.

I don't even feel the light of the sun coming from outside my deadline window. Think blurry outside at night.

... Me, why are you here...?

I turned my face to the window and tried to move my body from lying down but not at all. Giggy......, I feel uncomfortable and distorted in the face like I'm tied to it.

I can't move, I can't move. Why am I looking at you like this? Think that far,...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I said I lost.

It's like I've been having a long, long dream.

Then I finally understand where this place is.

Woohoo, I'm sure you do. Because that's all I can think about.

Then I can guess why I'm doing this. But I wonder who would dare to do this. Jill Bale or Stile? Knight captain? Leon? Cedric?

........................... Tiara?

"... ahh.

Laughter overflows as soon as I think about it.

It would be interesting if it were Tiara at all. You can compliment him if you think of such cruelty and loveliness in that sweet, just impossible.

............... I lost.

Oh, oh, oh, oh. It's abominable just to remember.

The chosen queen, who could not do me, assembled and flipped the rebel flag. All my pawns were taken from me by that kid.

"As Tiara said, this country is no longer yours."

To the voice of that man who threw up cool, now the bug runs.

It's not just that guy. Neither Cedric, who set his sword on my stepping stone, a businesslike queen, nor Leon, who covered for it in toy minutes, nor the Knights leader who led all the Knights into the rebellion, will forgive me. Besides, what was Stayle doing? I can't believe he didn't rush into his husband's crisis at the time of the slavery. How could they have planted a bomb there?

"... ah....... that kind of cotto.

Style didn't show up. And that man would make it easy to make a hole in the contract.

Really, really took everything from me.

"I can see…… Pride Royal Ivy… There is no future for you anymore…"

... Tiara's, you're right.

The prediction that she showed will surely become a reality.

To that failure,... I didn't want to lose.

He was loved not only by his father, but also by his mother, who took that hand at the end of the period, and entrusted it to his mother to the kingdom, instead of me, the First Princess.

I was unconditionally loved by the people just because I looked like my mother.

Even though my status, special abilities, vessels and abilities were all definitely outweighed by mine. And now it's...

All of that,... Tiara surpassed me.

Predictive ability. A sign that I am chosen and human.

Even if you are not chosen by your mother, the queen, "a sign that you have been chosen by God.

Yet that failure was a predictive ability to beat it as well.

And in the future shown off, everyone in the people worshipped Tiara as queen.

'You are wrong. Such a reign, will not last long. It'll collapse faster than your life. "

"Be sure... you will be excused... with your life... truly righteous... I will kill you..."

Uncle Vest. And an unnamed intruder.

I knew it. About that the country is in decline under my control.

Nothing, I'm good with that.

Keep it until the end of my reign, so. Yet I didn't even wait for it, and it collapsed. The people, their men, their knights, their squires, their superiors, everything is an incompetent act.

It's not my fault, it's all the incompetent ones.

I was chosen. Then do what you are chosen for me. It's only natural that the country should do all it can for the Queen, isn't it?

I was born for my country, so it's only natural for people in the country to do what they do to me.... nobody gave me a heart but my father. Then you have to give me everything but my heart.

No matter how badly they call it treacherous or outrageous, it would be a natural duty for the people to do all they can to me, the queen, no matter how badly they denounce it as an outer road.

Yet...................... it's over.

I have nothing more. Everything was taken away by that hateful woman.

I left it to my anger. Again, I tried to shake my arm but I still can't move. On the contrary, the wound hurts, and my head hurts. Do you also have fever? It gets rough on its own to the point of breath.

... what the hell are you going to do with me after this?

Public execution? Torture?

I think it's all going to be possible. Now that I've been playing, it's my turn to be played.

Either way, I have no idea who I am, the queen. I can't wait to see who the hell it is.

Not bad if you keep me entertained enough to scream. I already lost everything anyway. Then I don't care if you die. 'Cause I had a good time.

I can't wait, I'll try to ram it again. If you want to come, come quickly and I'll make you crash your bed. It's dark, I can't see anything, and the wound hurts just to burst. He still doesn't care about the body.

"I didn't know women rocked their beds by themselves. You just seem to be inviting a man.

.................. suddenly, it was a voice.

I wasn't alone. There's someone over my head in the dark room.

It pisses me off to think I've been lurking and watching the signs ever since I woke up. Somehow I think of someone in a familiar voice. I thought it was the style that would do this exactly, but it's different from my voice. This voice...

"I've been waiting for you to wake up, Lord Pride Royal Ivy.

"... call me Her Majesty the Queen.

I know who it is, and I think it was an unexpected opponent.

I stare at you only with my eyes, but I still don't see your face well. But there is no doubt about this voice.

"Oh, aren't you the queen anymore?

………………

You're too busy to help.

I think you should kill me as soon as possible. I see, that means retaliation for a failed plan. They recovered me for it.

"It's brighter out there," he said as he left me, opening the curtain he was closing. The moonlight lights up the room.

"I've been sleeping a lot since then. I was wondering what I would do if you didn't wake up.

"Huh................ So, what are you going to do with me?

I look up to the ceiling, not even at him illuminated by the moonlight.

Then he spread his hands out, "It will be decided," as loudly as he played, and he shouted. They come close by deliberately stepping on the tantrum and the floor. Peek into me from close range and laugh ugly.

"Finally, I got you..."

His eyes as thin as his beast glowed with joy.

The moonlight illuminated face lights up. The end of the mouth pulls up, revealing the laughter so much that the saliva seems to drip.

I couldn't move. I reached into my cheek and stroked it to lick it with my palm. I even thought about cutting him a thousand bites, but I'm more concerned about how he gets out and dare to accept it.

"I've always wanted you... I don't care about slaves, money or Freesia" I wanted you to be yours "And finally" I've got you "

His nose is as rough as it excites him. He keeps throwing up words.

Speaking slightly differently, he strokes my cheek again with both hands. He was touched with his fingertips up to the neck muscle, and his eyes lit up in trance if his body accidentally reacted with the viculi.

"My you. … what I want is for you to remain you. More beautiful and glossy than anyone else in the world, … a harsh goddess of madness that will not stain anyone.

His fingertips descend from both sides to his shoulders.

He was grabbed to hold him down, and the bed screamed small. I wondered what you were going to do, and he came straight up to bed. Cross me, cover me so I can close my face. Looking at it now with an unexpectedly cold eye, he stood his teeth on my neck muscle without hesitation.

"Oath of obsession.

They suck like a piece of cloth pinched, licked and shaved to rest from time to time.

If his mouth leaked at will to the sensation of awakening, he sounded the water happily over and over again.

You don't have to look at it, it tasted so clearly that it would have left marks. After making a loud noise, he slowly raised his face and smiled to show it.

"Rest assured. Our country now" owns "many special abilities outside the country, starting with those with special abilities to treat injuries. … whatever you want.

Nitah...... and I'm finally convinced of him spreading the laugh.

It's getting ridiculous to me, and I accidentally laugh back. Ahaha...... and leaked his voice, he buried his face out on my chest this time. I know what you're going to do, laugh at him like a dog and at me at the same time being able to bear that sign like no other.

"The money, the status, the face, the figure, the identity, everything. Let me dedicate this to you. From today on, you are my property. And I... belong to you.

Shortly after I say that, he leaves me with a second sign as I eagle away the swelling in my chest.

"Proof of possession. … to show me that I am the queen of the kingdom of Friesia and that I own nothing else.

Sucked like a beast, he laughs roughly at his breath even after leaving marks. Peek at me from between my chests with a mouth so dirty and coveted that the dog seemed prettier licking the ground. The last time he dropped his mouth, he raised his face and continued his words with another cut breath.

"All of my Radiya Empire. … let this world be yours too, if it is to be desired.

His messy purple hair glows demonically in the moonlight.

The blood running eyes mix with the blood colored eyes and turn red. It's really like a beast.

He, painted on desire, now reaches out to my right hand. They haven't left enough proof yet. If I turned my eyes to my right hand, which didn't move until earlier, my arms lit up in the moonlight and wrapped around the bandage were there.

If you think it's a restraint exactly, apparently it's all bandaged. Bandaged all over the body, unable to move. It was quite a luxury room if we looked lightly at the room again, which was dark.

He put his teeth up on my wrist this time from above the bandage. Move the velvety velvety and tongue loudly, and suck it up. I now understand that I was probably also hit over the bandage by a feeling like over a piece of cloth.

"Choose me, Master Pride. Let the Radiya Empire make me... your desire and desire.

That said, now I sucked it up to leave the same marks on my left wrist.

Leave a mark, and rub it against me.

What an unusual and ugly figure. Fuku is so stupid and ugly while keeping me dead....... but.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

I laugh without worrying about my physical pain.

It's ridiculous and ridiculous. I did lose everything. But this is how I live now.

I don't care about my body that I can't move or the proof that I've been corrupted. After all, I am convinced that I am a chosen being.

He turns himself against my laughter. Wake up your torso as surprised and look down at me as I lay underneath it. Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww Stupid dog with toys in my adorable cute slave.

"Hey...? Though it is good for me to be owned by you."

He opens his thin eyes to my words.

My response was unexpected, or to a slightly dissatisfied similarity of glances, I spread the edge of my mouth to show. Oh, really stupid kid. Not bad if you think this face is going to lay flat on me again.

Still, my body doesn't move. If there is treatment for someone with special abilities, maybe a month or two.

Until then, it's absolutely unfavourable, I tell him that I'm holding his life.

"But if you own my property too... it would be strange for me to be left alone with proof of ownership, wouldn't it? Because you belong to me, too.

As soon as that happens, the joy fills again from him with a look of surprise for a moment.

Take off a bunch of jackets with your breath absurd, just like you got the bait you wanted. It's funny how I get so dry that I can leave a proper "certificate".

I look at him as I feel the end of my mouth pull up myself and hang my words when I get rid of the last one.

"Come on, Adam. I'll make it my property.

Lick with words instead of hands.

I heard a tongue lick from him that set my body on fire like I was excited about my words. Gokuri, and I also laugh with my nose when I hear honest throat ringing.

Fine, I'll take it if you want.

I lived a long time around the corner. I still have to do a lot of fun and fun.

"Whatever you say. My you, my queen. And..."

A hand next to my head stroked my hair first.

Adam's body illuminated by the moonlight has a number of old wounds. Marks of whips or scratches that have left skin covered since they were scraped.

I glanced at him for the first time, thinking that it was a rough body. If I praised him as a "seducing body," his breath rose again.

Until then, when his vision is blocked, he continues to watch his red, thin eyes shining with trance and his covered chest plate.

... Yep, that's good. There you are. For the sake of me singing more, more fun about my life.

"My ruler.

I'll crush you.

……

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"Holy shit, I'm sorry......

Four days after the recapture.

I woke up in bed in the morning, and I was supposed to flat apologize quickly.