Of course. There was no reason for Evelyn to be at such an auction house in a maid’s disguise at that hour. Smiling slightly, Nox lightly kissed Evelyn’s forehead. A faint sleep-murmur flowed into his eardrums.

“I’ll see you at the welcome banquet tomorrow, Evelyn.”

Forcing strength into his legs that were reluctant to leave, Nox retreated into the darkness of the bedroom. Deliberately ignoring his member that had become frighteningly er*ect as soon as he entered Evelyn’s bedroom.

***

“Saintess, His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived.”

One of the maids who had been helping with Evelyn’s grooming since morning announced Luinel’s visit. A small banquet welcoming her was scheduled to be held in the main palace this evening.

Evelyn, who had just finished her grooming, stood before the full-length mirror. The silver mermaid dress that revealed all her body’s curves sparkled in the bright lighting.

This morning, Luinel had abruptly sent a servant to deliver the dress to her. To Evelyn, who was disgruntled by this almost forceful unexpected gift, the servant relayed the Crown Prince’s message with a very embarrassed face.

[For the time being, your dignity is my dignity, so mind your appearance.]

It didn’t seem like something that should be said by someone who had made her faint along with Nox in the greenhouse, but Evelyn accepted it without complaint because she really liked the mermaid dress with its elegant lines.

Her normally overly curly hair was transformed into sleek straight hair after the maids applied oil and brushed it several times. From bathing to grooming, she hadn’t lifted a finger, thinking she might never experience such luxury again if not now.

“Wow. Saintess, you look like a fairy that just appeared from the forest.”

“…Do people usually use the words ‘fairy’ and ‘appeared’ together?”

“Oh, what’s important is that the Saintess looks like a fairy right now!”

Maria gave a thumbs-up and led her to the drawing room where Luinel was waiting. She could see the back of Luinel, who was sitting in the main seat of the drawing room sofa, dressed in splendid formal attire she had never seen before. A vein of irritation was visible on his forehead, which was clearly exposed with his hair neatly swept back.

“Why does women’s grooming always take so long…”

Luinel, sensing Evelyn’s presence, turned around and froze. It was because the sight of Evelyn approaching in the dress he had gifted her was seriously unfamiliar to him.

Perhaps it was because he was used to seeing her pinned beneath him, crying until her eyes and private parts were swollen. His slanted eyes twisted slightly at this unfamiliar type of fluttering feeling.

“I know, right? I didn’t expect to be groomed from the crack of dawn until now either.”

“……”

“Your Highness?”

What’s with that look? His gaze, like someone who had seen something they shouldn’t have, almost made her self-esteem crack. After staring at her constantly sparkling dress for a while, Luinel left a scathing evaluation.

“The dress is unnecessarily flashy.”

“I believe the dress came from Your Highness. Thanks to it, I might be able to flashily uphold your dignity, don’t you think?”

“…Are you subtly mocking me right now?”

“How could I? How dare I display such shameless behavior toward Your Highness, a member of the imperial family?”

“I didn’t know you were so good with words. In bed, you only ever repeat that you’re sorry.”

Luinel, who whispered the last part in a lowered voice, extended one arm. Naturally, memories of their past intimate encounters flashed through her mind, causing Evelyn’s cheeks to turn pink.

Feeling a tingling sensation in her private area, she quickly linked arms with Luinel and left the annex palace. The cool May breeze blew in, lightly disheveling her hair. When Luinel, walking toward the waiting carriage, felt Evelyn’s body scent suddenly wafting in with the wind, his Adam’s apple bobbed.

A voice that had dropped so low it seemed like it would pierce through the ground reached Evelyn’s eardrums.

“Saintess. Did you perhaps spray perfume?”

“No. The maids just applied oil to my hair, that’s all.”

“Your body scent seems to be getting stronger.”

“Really? I can’t tell.”

Luinel, looking at the puzzled Evelyn with dark eyes, boarded the carriage first. Following him, Evelyn took his extended hand and got into the carriage, only to be surprised. As soon as the carriage door closed, he wrapped his arm around her waist and sat her on his lap as if it were the most natural thing.

“Um, Your Highness. May I ask why you’re er*ect there?”

“I should be the one asking you. Why does my c*ck stand up whenever it sees you, regardless of time or place?”

I remember hearing that from Nox often too. She thought that perhaps with this balance patch, there might be something in her body fluids and scent that makes the male protagonists go into heat.

His member, swollen to bursting point through his pants, poked at her private area hidden under the dress hem. Evelyn, who had been sitting awkwardly on Luinel’s lap, flinched.

‘I’m doomed.’

Now her private parts would get wet like a conditioned reflex just from touching the male protagonists’ members. With each jolt of the carriage, his p*nis pressed deeper, and she could feel fluid gathering in her private area. Just as Evelyn was trying to subtly lift herself up, worried about soiling Luinel’s clothes—

“I see you don’t know that one shouldn’t move carelessly inside a carriage, Evelyn.”

“Nngh…!”

As Luinel pressed down on her shoulders with resolute force, their connection became even deeper than before. Evelyn’s body trembled intermittently at the thrill that spread from the base of her spine.

“Wait, umm. Just a moment. What if Your Highness’s clothes get dirty… hnngh.”

“Control yourself properly. If my clothes get even slightly soiled, I’ll make you take my c*ck in front of everyone.”

She had been thinking this since yesterday when he thrust his p*nis into her in front of Nox, but this man, who appeared arrogant and lofty on the outside, might be an exhibitionist. Reading her thoughts perfectly, Luinel’s eyes flashed with beastly intensity. “Are you daring to think of other things in front of me?”

“Hic! S-stop. If this continues, something terrible will— haahng!”

His large hand, roughly pushing through the dress hem, rubbed her private area already soaked with her fluids. Simultaneously, Luinel grabbed her chin and pushed his hot tongue between her slightly parted lips.

His tongue, forcefully parting her lips, wrapped around her tongue as it tried to flee in surprise. After sucking up all her saliva until her tongue root felt numb, Luinel shoved two fingers at once into her pulsating entrance.

“Ahh, Your Highness. It would be troublesome if you ruin the dress.”

“I’ll try my best.”

Contrary to his words, the strength with which he grabbed her br*ast, prominent through the dress, was quite fierce. Evelyn’s breathing gradually quickened as she clearly felt the shape and size of his p*nis through their tightly pressed lower bodies.

After unbuckling his pants and taking out his p*nis, he rubbed it between Evelyn’s legs. Pre-fluid from his urethral opening smeared wetly between her thighs. Unconsciously lifting her hips slightly, Evelyn rubbed her wet private parts against his thick shaft, letting out heated breaths.

“Ah… good.”

At first, it had been more like obligatory s*x for the male protagonists’ affection stats. She wasn’t sure when she had started actively enjoying the act with them. Physical healing, it’s truly scary. Evelyn’s reason gradually blurred as she clearly felt the contours and heat of his p*nis through the split opening.

Squelch, squelch. The wet sounds created by the mixture of her fluids and his pre-fluids echoed incessantly inside the carriage for a while. She wanted to immediately engulf his c*ck with her pulsating entrance, but she restrained herself with all her might because the banquet, which the Emperor had personally organized for her, was imminent.

“Haahnng.”

“…Huff.”

As the carriage slowed down upon reaching the banquet hall, Evelyn and Luinel reached climax simultaneously. Even though they had only rubbed their g*nitals against each other without insertion. Sticky fluids smeared abundantly at their point of contact.