Chapter 25

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“Hang in there even if it hurts.” (Raha)

Raha poured the liquor slowly on Shed’s knees. The alcohol seeped into the wound, causing a burning pain in his skin. It must be very painful, but Shed only slightly frowned.

“Where did you learn to use alcohol on a wound?” (Shed)

“In the past, when I was in a hurry.” (Raha)

Raha’s answer was short. It was hard to infer any further circumstances. She didn’t use it on anyone’s wounds, but on herself.

“Did you hurt yourself?” (Shed)

Looking up into Shed’s eyes, Raha smiled with a twisted face.

“Does it matter?” (Raha)

Raha set down the bottle and raised herself up. Then she suddenly hugged Shed.

She didn’t say anything. She just stayed still, with Shed’s head trapped in her thin arms. Perhaps because of the thin dress, Raha’s heartbeat was delivered to Shed’s ears. Raha didn’t say anything until the moment she let go of Shed.

Shed grabbed Raha’s wrist as Raha slowly raised her head and moved away. Her blue hair, shining with perfumed oil, hung over Shed’s cheek.

“Why?” (Raha)

Raha smiled. Unlike usual, it was a strangely sad smile.

“Do you want to kiss me?” (Raha)

“Yes.” (Shed)

Shed pulled Raha’s wrists. Her body lightly staggered as she collapsed against him. Her body felt too soft for Shed. He felt like it would melt without a trace if he held it with a little strength….

He tilted his chin slightly. Their lips touched. Raha accepted the kiss. Hot heat, soft texture, and mixed breath. When their lips fell apart, Raha looked at Shed.

“Sorry.” (Raha)

Raha hugged Shed tightly around the neck again.

“I’m so sorry.” (Raha)

At that moment, Shed felt very strange.

Something in his mind grabbed tightly and for a moment he felt like he was suffocating. The strange choking feeling tightened around his neck and disappeared.

“The Princess is not allowed to be treated.” (Oliver)

What is it, the reason why the Imperial Princess, who doesn’t even look at her own wounds, whether they are infected or rotten, gives apologies so easily?

Raha’s warmth slowly permeated Shed’s body.

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It was some time later that Oliver rushed to the room.

“Fortunately, the bones and cartilage are intact. Don’t worry too much. Don’t use your knees for a week or so.”

“Does that mean I can’t walk?”

“That’s not it….”

“Okay.”

“Yes. Here’s the medicine.”

Oliver left the inner palace only after giving Shed medicine and checking the bandage one more time.

Raha sat on the bed and looked at Shed. She looked at the bandages on his two knees for a while.

“I hope you are feeling okay.”

There must be a world of difference in how he felt when he was just a slave loved by the Princess, and when he pulled a corpse and crawled like a dog in front of many Kingsguard watching….

Karzen, much like her mother, knew all too well how to break a person’s pride and bring them to their knees with efficiency.

“A new chamberlain will come in a week.” (Raha)

Raha said, playing with Shed’s hand.

“Did it go the way you wanted?” (Shed)

“Yes.” (Raha)

Raha said in a still calm voice.

“I knew he’d follow me like that.” (Raha)

That chamberlain was that kind of man. He must have been ordered by Karzen to come to the inner palace to look for the Princess. There was no way Shed didn’t sense the presence of a non-knightly chamberlain.

Nevertheless, Shed didn’t even raise his head and kissed Raha.

“You were undressing me, but he was still watching.”

Raha kept her act. Her legs were stiff because she was embarrassed, knowing the chamberlain was watching, but whatever.

If it was Karzen in front of her instead of the chamberlain, she would have managed to keep the virtue and avoid his eyes even though her limbs were stiff.

When there was a new chamberlain, the people would wonder why it changed and talk about it.

But, there were only Raha’s attendants and the Kingsguard here at that time. The Kingsguard, due to the uniqueness of their position, could not shift their words this way and that, but the maids were different. They were the ones who played a key role in ensuring that the conversation and information flowed as their master intended from the beginning.

“They will spread rumors that are very favorable to me. The new chamberlain will be friendly to me.”

How many people would want to be the emperor’s chamberlain? Furthermore, in any case, it was not a lie that in the imperial Princess’s inner palace, the emperor took immediate action against the former chamberlain because of his disrespect.

Who doesn’t know Karzen’s personality is like fire?

Anyway, Raha didn’t have regrets about what happened to the former chamberlain.

He had treated her like an irredeemable poison to Karzen’s reputation, but on the other hand, he hoped Raha would take off her clothes and lie down in Karzen’s bed.

He wanted the Princess to wear whatever Karzen wanted, take off whatever, and kiss and touch however he wanted…

He was a disgusting man.

If Raha was Karzen’s half-sister instead of his twin, she would have already been offered to Karzen. That’s for sure.

“I hated him so much.”

The answer came back as if she spoke to herself.

“I don’t know why I hated him.”

It was only then that Raha realized that Shed was looking closely at her. She got up on his lap with a smile.

“There are many people I don’t like. Do you think it’s easy to please the Princess?”

Raha looked at Shed, not afraid to say something that would plunge her humanity to the bottom just because of her bad character. Her hands wrapped his cheeks.

“I owe it to you.” (Raha)

Does this Princess know that she sounds so sweet?

“Because I used you.” (Raha)

She succeeded with the words.

“So if you want to use me, you can.” (Raha)

“Use you?” (Shed)

“Yes.” (Raha)

“What can I use you for?” (Shed)

“Is there none?” (Raha)

Raha tilted her chin slightly.

“Then is there nothing you wish for?” (Raha)

Oliver’s words, “Don’t use your knees,” Shed’s reply, “Okay,” and Raha, a step behind, knew what that meant.

Don’t use your knees.

Don’t have to use your knees.

“If there’s none, I’ll do whatever I want.” (Raha)

Earlier. Raha wanted to make Karzen shock the most visible way possible when she knew he would run to the inner palace.

So she tried to take Shed’s p*nis in her mouth. ‘My jaw is going to come off,’ she whispered and held it in her hand with a smile. Her white, thin fingers overlapped on his p*nis.

Already the wet tip was much larger than Raha’s hand. Then her hand started to move up and down with a perfect grip. His p*nis felt hot, one hand could not wrap around it.

It was a very strange feeling. Even in that situation, Shed’s eyes were fixed only on Raha’s face. His eyes made her lower stomach numb. It was his p*nis that was being stimulated, but it seemed that Raha’s lower abdomen was getting hotter.

Raha was already comfortably dressed, thanks to the maids. She untied the brooch that held the thin shawl over her shoulders. With a smooth motion, the garment slid down her shoulders. Since all she wore inside was a thin chemise, her skin showed as it was.

Also, the maids were amazing… …They were black-hearted. It was the first time Raha had seen underwear that could be easily untied if the strings were pulled. They were one of the few people who noticed that the slaves were dying in less than a day.

*Back to the present.

As Raha sat on Shed’s thighs, she easily stripped down her underwear. Between her open legs, Shed’s hard p*nis wriggled lightly. Raha peeled off Shed’s undergarments. She lightly grasped the p*nis, now the size of her arm, in her hands. The slender hands that moved as it was caught by Shed.

“Raha.”

A slight growl could be heard. Raha lifted her head.

“Did you say I can do whatever I want?”

“Yes.”

It was only a short blink of an eye. Shed hugged Raha. His lips, which had been kissing her like eating her, gradually went down. It sucked and pulled Raha’s straightened collarbone. Raha’s forehead frowned weakly at the tingle.

The anticipation of her chest going down as Shed’s lips became slow.

Shed’s hands, large and hard, spread Raha’s thighs apart and held them. Suddenly, he lifted her up, and Raha panicked and grabbed Shed’s shoulders.

He searched the crevice with his hand. Raha’s body flinched with each graze of the sensitive area. Shed pushed his two fingers into Raha’s wet passage. Raha let out a small moan.

Shed, who was moving his fingers bluntly to open the narrow gate, pulled out his hand. The corners of Shed’s eyes were already red as he tasted the plentiful wet fingertips.

“I’m so grateful that you always wet like this with me….”

His large hands gripped both of Raha’s thighs tightly.

“Shed…!”

Both of Raha’s eyes opened wide. Shed’s p*nis, matching his scolding, was ruthlessly inserted. It was too large to be inserted into a valley that wasn’t caressed. Not caring that Raha was suffocating, Shed roughly moved the hands that covered her thighs and buttocks.

“Ahhh…!”

The intense pleasure that size gave. The force of the pounding up and down was incredibly strong. It was like her insides were all rubbing together in a mess and then following. It took a moment for the hot heat to spread from inside.

“Shed….ha…..!”

The people who held swords said that the sight of the creature’s blood would make their spines stand up, both in a good way and a not-so-good way. Simply put, they get excited. It almost always did, just to a different degree. Now Shed was also excited about the blood.

He grabbed her hips and wouldn’t let go for a second. Every time Shed pounded violently, Raha’s eyes trembled with heat. Sobs and moans that didn’t sound like her own came out her throat. She wanted to twist and wriggle out of Shed’s grasp. The stimulation was too much. Shed’s neck shook loudly in front of her eyes.