Oneâs Blood (1)
The effect of the magic potion was insignificant. She heard it was a medicine that could fuel her desire for Cecil.
When Cecilâs hand came into Rowenaâs clothes and began to touch her, she felt a strong desire, but it was something Rowena could handle.
This is good enough.
It was Cecil who always loved her till she could barely control herself.
What happens if I want more of him?
âThe drug doesnât end there. Once a month or so, youâre going to want me. After going through it, I say youâll be okay.â
Cecil put Rowena on his lap and spoke to her who simply seemed curious.
Sometimes, she still craved Cecil, but it wasnât that strong. She just felt so sensitive and she couldnât focus on Cecil because of the magic drug.
âDo you want me to beg you to love me?â
âI hope you want me. More than I wantâ¦â
Cecil kissed Rowena on the cheek and placed her on his lap. They were to practice dancing for the engagement ball.
Cecil, the crown prince, was used to such a ball, but Rowena wasnât. She was a lady who was accustomed to only being on the sidelines.
Cecil grabbed Rowenaâs hand and led her to the middle of the room, and the servant standing at the edge of the wall knocked on the wall covered with wallpaper.
Knock, knock.
The bandâs musical performance began when it rang twice. They were called in to practice Rowenaâs dance. In order not to disturb Cecil and Rowenaâs privacy, they gathered in a small room attached to the practice room and were getting ready to play.
The servant knocked on the wall and they started playing music when he signaled. The music echoed through dozens of holes at the top of the wall to the practice room.
The hole was located relatively high, so in the eyes of those who sat on chairs and played musical instruments, they could not see what the crown prince and his fiancee were doing. They could hear their voices, but it was so distant that they couldnât listen to them unless they spoke up.
Rowena moved her feet to the music and thought about how far Lyria or Kian had fled. According to the maidâs words, the Marquis of Wenson asked to meet.
Not Cecil, but Rowena.
Rowena turned it down. Since Lyria had disappeared, it was clear that he wanted to ask about her whereabouts.
Writing a letter to Lyria eased allegations that Rowena helped her, but the Marquis of Wenson remained suspicious.
In addition, she had to be careful as he was suspected of sending an assassin to her.
Anna canât stay close yet, and itâll take Pina a few days to return.
The servants beside Cecil were competent, and some were brought from the count. However, the good thing was that they were also compatible with each other.
She was worried particularly because the work entrusted to Pina could be dangerous. She was sure Lancelot would protect her.
âRowena.â
âWhat?â
âHow dare you think of something else in front of me?â
Cecil pulled Rowena and she fell into his arms. Rowenaâs eyes widened at Cecilâs eyes, which were closed during the dance.
âWell, thatâs not it⦠Hm!â
He tasted her plump lips greedily. Rowena was embarrassed because the attendants and maids were watching even if she was far away.
âMhm, Your Highness!â
Cecil smiled as soon as their lips were removed.
âYou should do this to the lips that make excuses. Why donât you lie to me again?â
âB-before you say anything, hmph! Hmâ¦â
Cecil kissed her again, pushed his tongue in, and tasted her obscenely. Both the servant and the maid turned their backs politely, and the only thing that made her uncomfortable was their presence.
âUgh⦠mph! Mhmâ¦â
She didnât want to make a sound because she was ashamed, but their tongue rubbed against each other, and a squelching sound leaked out. Cecil tasted Rowenaâs lips and gave her a strange look.
âHaa, haâ¦â
Cecil held Rowenaâs face, sucking once more on her lips, leaving her breathless. The red skin was like a pale pink rose.
âI should eat you because youâre so cute.â
âI-Iâm sorry! Iâm sorryâ¦â
âWhat?â
âYour Highness is in front of me⦠I-I thought of something else?â
âOh.â
The arm wrapped around her waist was tightened and her body came closer. Rowena rolled her eyes and looked at Cecil.
Cecil didnât look offended. Rather, he seemed to be enjoying himself because he had a reason to pick on Rowena.
Such a grumpy person!
âWill you admit your mistake?â
âYes.â
Cecil smiled ominously when Rowena nodded her head. As she looked at him wondering what he was up to, he said with a deep gaze,
âIf you did something wrong, you should be punished accordingly.â
âPunished!â
âW-whatâ¦?â
Rowena couldnât get a millimeter away from Cecil even though she looked very wary. Cecil said as he pulled Rowenaâs upper body.
âWhat do you mean? Iâll kiss you until your lips are swollen, so open your mouth.â
âG-go to the room!â
Cecilâs blue eyes shone dangerously when she shouted like this in a hurry. Rowena thought it was a mistake for a moment.