Anelope whimpered under the overwhelming sensations that consumed her, gasping for breath as pleasure surged deep within her, driven by their touch.

“Ah, ah… … ! Oh, good, it feels good… … !”

The small mouth moved incessantly, devouring the knight’s hand. As she began to respond, the knight, apparently aroused as well, stirred deep inside and quickly thrust his hand in.

“Haa… … , ss, ah, good… … !”

Anelope’s breathing became ragged and her vision blurred. She could no longer tell who was touching where on her body.

With her n*pples pinched and her cl*toris stimulated by a hand thrust deep inside her, Anelope quickly reached her climax. Panting heavily, the knight, noticing her release, slowly withdrew his hand. Her inner flesh shifted with the movement, releasing an intimate fluid.

The knight licked the liquid that covered his hand and asked.

“It is truly rewarding to see Your Highness respond so easily.”

Despite the innocence of his words, Anelope felt embarrassed and hid her face. The knights chuckled softly at her belated display of shyness. 

* * * 

From that day on, an unspoken understanding developed between Anelope and the Knights.

Whenever Anelope visited their training grounds, the knights would suggest she wait in the annex, citing the cold weather. Once inside, as if in anticipation, Anelope would ask them to introduce her to new pleasures.

“Ugh…….”

“A few days ago, only one would fit, but now three will fit in without a problem.

He chuckled softly as he gently stroked Anelope’s inner walls. With a creaking sound, he parted her flesh and touched her most sensitive spot. Anelope moaned in pain at the unfamiliar sensation.

Now that she was used to the sensation of being penetrated, her body no longer tensed as it had before.

If there was one complaint, it was that she was always n*ked in front of them, while the knights were always neatly dressed in their uniforms. Also, they would only touch Anelope, never ask her to touch them or do anything like that.

It was understandable. They were commoners, and Anelope was of royal blood. Even the current dynamic between them was extraordinary.

Anelope, always preoccupied with pleasing her brother and unaware of her status as a member of the royal family, spoke up without understanding what they were thinking.

“What do you think?”

A knight touched her cheek gently and asked a question, but Anelope chose not to answer. She lay face down like a cat among the knights surrounding her, exposing her v*gina.

With practiced familiarity, the knights slid two fingers inside her, moving them along her inner walls in an attempt to satisfy Anelope.

Despite each deliberate touch, Anelope felt an undeniable emptiness.

‘It’s nice, but…’ 

Why is it always with the hands? 

She looked at the knight in front of her with an unhappy expression. In response, a handsome man with ash-grey hair that suited him well smiled back at Anelope.

Feeling slightly disappointed, Anelope pouted and turned her head away. Unaware of her feelings, the knight simply patted her hair lovingly.

That night, Anelope took a book from the shelf – one that wasn’t “Onagi”, but another.

[Shh! The Foxes’ Guide to Problem Solving. The daring truth behind this man’s thoughts?]

It was a book Layla had once bought after developing a crush, only to discover later that the object of her affection was married, prompting her to quietly tuck it away in a corner. 

Anelope, her cheeks puffed out in frustration, turned the pages of the book.

‘When I was in s*x education, they said that all men were wolves.’ 

They said that if a woman let her guard down just a little, men would think about doing the same! So why aren’t my knights like that? 

Feeling a strange sense of frustration, Anelope flicked irritably through the book. Just then, a question that seemed similar to her situation caught her eye. 

[Q. It’s been a while since my husband and I have been intimate. We engage in f*replay, but the last time we went all the way was four months ago. Could this be a sign of marital boredom? What can I do to make things better?]

Anelope felt deep sympathy for the questioner’s story and nodded her head vigorously. 

“Exactly! They do the f*replay, but why don’t they go all the way?” 

Huffing in frustration, she turned her attention to the author’s answer. 

[A. Cases like yours are quite common among couples who are no longer newlyweds. The longer you live together, the more your partner stops being seen as a romantic partner and starts being seen as family. That is often the first symptom.]

Anelope’s eyes widened in surprise as she read the answer. 

“What? Faaamily?”

The longer you live together, the less you see each other as romantic partners. 

Although Anelope’s situation was very different, as someone who had never been in a relationship, she felt it wasn’t too far from her own experience. 

‘So the Knights see me as family?’ 

‘I don’t feel that way. How could anyone see those flower boys as family?’ 

Anelope’s eyes quivered. A solution. She needed a solution to this problem. 

[A. But don’t worry! The Foxes’ Problem Solving Guide has the answer for you!]

‘What is it? What’s the answer?’ 

Anelope quickly turned to the next page. 

[A. Sometimes you need to wow your partner with some fresh charm! If you’re the innocent beauty type, try a sexy style! If you’re the sexy type, try an innocent look! Approach them with something new. If you succeed in transforming your image, they’ll be yours!]

[Having trouble styling yourself? Visit ‘Emperador’ at 29, 1st Street, Chandria Alley! Present the coupon below for a free styling consultation!] 

There was an air of suspicious marketing tactics about this, but Anelope didn’t notice. Hastily she cut out the dangling ‘Styling Consultation Coupon’ and carefully slipped it into her pocket. 

“Great, I’ll go first thing tomorrow.” 

What Anelope did not notice was the next question below: 

[Q. Physical intimacy happens much too slowly. It is said that men are like wolves, but could this man be impotent?] 

[A. Oh, don’t worry too much! It simply means that your partner appreciates you very much! It’s a matter that will naturally sort itself out in time.] 

There were a few more stories later in the book that would fit Anelope’s situation better than the one about marital boredom, but she didn’t see them. 

All she could think about was rushing to her styling appointment, forcing herself to close her eyes despite the excitement that kept her wide awake. 

—

The next day, the estate was in chaos. Anelope had disappeared without a trace after waking, causing an uproar. 

Layla even sent the Imperial Knights to look for her, but no one had any idea where she’d gone. 

‘Where on earth has that mad princess disappeared to?!’ 

Should she inform the Emperor and ask for help? Could it be a kidnapping by an evil faction? As Layla and the guards grew increasingly anxious, all sorts of thoughts racing through their minds, Anelope returned by midday, smiling sheepishly and acting as if nothing had happened.

And in her hands were countless mysterious shopping bags.

“What kind of royal goes out without a word and does something like this?! Huh? Your Highness, you are far too carefree! I even sent the Imperial Knights to find you, and yet…”

“Shh, Layla.”

Anelope interrupted, bringing her forefinger to her lips to silence the endless scolding ringing in her ears.

“I’m in a good mood today, I don’t want to hear any more nagging.”

“What?”

“I won’t do it again next time! Sorry!”

Leaving a stunned Layla behind, Anelope ran to her room and slammed the door with a loud *thud*. She threw the shopping bags onto her bed in a flurry of excitement.

‘Alright, the shopkeeper said that just these underwear would make him jump on me!’

She decided with determination in her eyes: “I’ll wear these and go straight to the training ground!”

Anelope hummed a happy tune as she began to unpack her purchases one by one. The shopping bags were filled with nothing but provocative lingerie.