Violet slowly took him into her mouth.

When she winked at the maid with her eyes, the maid lit the incense she’d brought. That incense worked well on men. Tonight, Cliff would be more excited than usual.

The moment he smelled the incense, Cliff raised his left hand, grabbed Violet’s hair, and shook it up and down.

“Mmph!”

Violet suddenly couldn’t breathe with him thrust all the way to her uvula. She panicked when her head moved roughly, but actually, that was even better for her.

“Ngh. Kgh! Ugh.”

“Mmph. Mmph!”

“Kgh!”

Cliff cl*maxed in her mouth. Violet coughed, spat him out onto her palm, and rubbed it against her opening.

“Haa. Violet. Today especially…!”

Cliff began hardening again.

Violet climbed on top of him lying there and inserted his manhood into her hole all at once. Then she began moving slowly.

“Lord Cliff… Today, don’t do anything and just enjoy. Hehe.”

“Mm. Right… You really are the best, Violet.”

Though she told him not to do anything, Cliff found her movements frustratingly slow. Eventually he laid her down and began thrusting from on top.

“Hah. Your insides are really tight today! Kgh. It’s squeezing!”

“Haa. Lord Cliff! Mmm. Ah.”

Even while feeling pleasure, Violet looked at the incense. With that incense burning, Cliff would be in heat. His manhood would stay hard continuously, and his seed would keep entering her.

Of course, she’d heard it might weaken his vitality later or shorten his lifespan, but she didn’t care.

‘As long as I can have a child!’

Violet wanted to have his child. Right now the Crown Prince had no children, and if she had a child now, though it would be a Consort’s child, it might become the heir.

‘My child will become Emperor.’

Her black eyes gleamed in the darkness.

Kali stretched and woke up in the morning sunlight. Though she’d cleaned yesterday and gone to sleep, she wasn’t tired.

“…I should do my morning training. Anna?”

She called for Anna, her maid, but Anna didn’t get up. When Kali entered the maid’s room, Anna was snoring away.

She’d kicked off all her blankets and was even drooling. She must have been exhausted from cleaning until last night.

‘Tsk. She said she was a noble’s daughter. Her sleeping appearance is really unseemly.’

Kali quietly closed the door. She’d wanted to ask Anna to get her a wooden sword, but unfortunately it seemed she’d have to pick up a tree branch instead.

Kali went into her room and rummaged through the wardrobe. All the dresses were too small for Kali.

‘I won’t even need to cut the hem.’

She put on a dress that showed her thighs and headed outside the palace.

There was a small garden. The grass had grown wild without being cut, making it a mess, but she picked up a sturdy branch there and swung it.

Whoosh. Whoosh.

“This should do.”

She kicked a large tree with her foot—thwack!—and leaves fluttered down gently. Kali swung the branch in her hand lightly.

In a short time, the leaves crumbled to dust, their shape unrecognizable.

“Not bad.”

She repeated that action several times.

Anna opened her eyes to a strange sound. She kept hearing something cutting through the air.

‘Did a bee get in or something? Ah! I overslept!’

Startled, she changed into her maid’s uniform and went to Kali’s bedroom, but no one was there. Anna tilted her head and went outside.

Kali stood in the garden swinging a tree branch.

“Lady Kali…”

Anna tried to approach her, but her bangs got cut. It was just a tree branch, yet it was sharp.

“Kyaa!”

Anna collapsed onto the grass, her legs trembling. Her cut bangs fell to the ground. Kali frowned.

“The branch disperses force unpredictably… Anna.”

“Y-yes?”

“Get me a wooden sword. A real sword won’t work, right?”

“Ah… Yes. A real sword won’t work.”

She was a Consort serving the Crown Prince. No weap*ns, including real swords, were allowed in the consort’s quarters. At least a wooden sword should be possible.

Anna stood up and hurried away from there.

‘…Scary. If I don’t get her a wooden sword quickly, she might kill me.’

Kali rolled her neck. It made a cracking sound. All her bones cracked and she sighed.

‘Right about now I should be drilling the guys. I wonder if Zeki’s doing well?’

She was somewhat worried. She’d need to write a letter and have it delivered to Zeki later.

Zeki was the vice-captain, but he wasn’t that close with Murphy and Pavel. Murphy was especially rebellious, so he might not listen to him.

‘Murphy needs a good beating sometimes.’

He needed to be beaten six times a month to listen. It would be strange if the Kali Mercenary Corps didn’t disband without Kali, but since requests kept coming in under her name, she decided to leave it for the others.

‘If I ask Lord Cliff, outings might be possible. When I go out, I’ll need to whip the guys into shape.’

To go out, a Consort needed permission from the Crown Prince, Emperor, or Empress.

Only the Crown Princess or Empress had freedom to go out. She couldn’t even go to the Crown Prince’s palace to meet him.

‘Well, if I wanted to leave, I could.’

The consort’s quarters wall. Jumping over that wall would be very easy for Kali.

Though she had bulk, she could climb walls like rock climbing with her grip strength and leg power. Moreover, the wall was slightly angled, making it seem even easier.

But she’d deliberately entered the consort’s quarters. Having finally become a Consort, leaving would be kicking away that right herself.

While Kali pondered, a gentle voice was heard. Crown Prince Cliff appeared before Kali wearing a white shirt.

“Kali. So you were here.”

“Ah… Your Highness.”

Kali’s face flushed red.

‘Right. Lord Cliff is here. Leave? Where would I go?’

Kali gently lowered the branch in her hand. Cliff looked her over.

Today too, her dress was small, showing her thighs clearly. And her chest was practically exposed.

“You’re looking quite like a Consort.”

“…?”

Cliff stroked Kali’s exposed thigh.

When the Crown Prince suddenly attempted physical contact in broad daylight, Kali was startled. If another man touched her, she would’ve beaten him beyond recognition the next day.

But he was the Crown Prince she admired.

“W-wait!”

Cliff watched Kali’s reaction and guessed. Seeing her so flustered from just touching her thigh, she must definitely be a virgin. His lips curved up wickedly, seemingly having found something interesting.

Kali saw bandages wrapped around Cliff’s right hand.

‘Bandages?’

Had someone attacked the Crown Prince last night? She was a bit worried.

“Your Highness. That hand…”

“I tumbled down the stairs.”

“Ah. I see… Ngh.”

Cliff’s hand began rubbing over her panties. Kali’s mouth opened wide.

No man’s hand had ever touched there. Of course, she’d beaten anyone who tried to touch out of curiosity nearly to death.

Cliff’s blonde hair fluttered in the wind. His eyes smiled at Kali.

“Seeing how wet your panties are, you must like me.”

“Mmm… Your Highness. That’s… natural. But!”

Kali grabbed Cliff’s hand firmly. With her strong grip, Cliff had no choice but to withdraw his hand from over her panties. He frowned.

“…What’s wrong?”

“Lord Cliff. Do you love me?”

Kali had a dream. It was to have children with someone she loved and build a happy family living harmoniously together.

Getting married wasn’t the goal—that was her dream. So she wanted to give her body at least to someone who told her they loved her.

Unlike her appearance, her heart was like a young girl’s.

Cliff’s lips turned down. He looked Kali up and down. He was only interested because he’d never seen a woman like Kali before—he didn’t have feelings of love.

“You entered the competition wanting to become my Consort. But is the emotion of love really necessary?”

“I love Your Highness very much. But Your Highness doesn’t know me. You saw me for the first time just yesterday.”

Kali had met him when she was young. But Cliff was too young then, and looking at him now, he didn’t seem to remember.

It was a precious memory and recollection for her, but there was no law saying it had to be the same for Cliff. He was the Crown Prince.

“…Time isn’t necessarily important.”

“That’s right. Passionate lovers fall in love at first sight and consummate immediately. But I’m different. I think a long time makes two people closer.”

Cliff began looking at Kali with somewhat surprised eyes. He’d thought she was just ignorant because she was a mercenary.

But seeing her talk back so clearly, her spirit seemed better than his own subjects.

Cliff crossed his arms and looked down at her. His height was 185 centimeters, taller than Kali’s 175 centimeters.

“Including the Crown Princess and consorts, I have four wives. Yet you’re telling me that time must pass and I must love you before I can sleep with you?”

“…Yes.”

Kali nodded. Cliff glared at Kali. A mere Consort. Was a woman who wouldn’t have become a Consort if he hadn’t chosen her rejecting him?

Even the Crown Princess didn’t reject him. No, no woman would reject the Crown Prince. Facing her upright red eyes, he couldn’t even lie.

‘Why should I lie in the first place? To a mere Consort.’

Twenty-one-year-old Cliff felt a bit angry. This was the first time he’d been rejected like this by a woman so ugly she had no femininity whatsoever.

But forcing her would hurt his pride. He bit his lip hard.

“…Then how much time must pass?”

“Wouldn’t three years be fine? Lord Cliff has four wives, so you can’t only meet me continuously. I think three years would be enough to know about me.”

“…Three years?”

Cliff was so dumbfounded he couldn’t speak.

‘Is it because she’s a virgin? She’s certainly different from Violet.’

Violet had opened her body to him from the first time she saw him.

Kali seemed much more cautious. He decided to discard the thought that she’d be promiscuous about s*x from living a rough mercenary life. Cliff raised his index finger.

“One year. Let’s make it one year.”

“What?”

“I heard you’re twenty-five years old. As you know, the reason I, the Crown Prince, have four wives is because of the succession issue. After three years, you’ll be twenty-eight. It’ll be hard to get pregnant then.”

“…That’s true, but.”

“So let’s make it one year. Instead, I’ll come see you often. And… as long as I don’t sleep with you, touching you is fine, right?”

“…Yes.”

Kali’s face reddened. Cliff lifted her chin and kissed her. He put his tongue in Kali’s mouth and moved it, but Kali couldn’t do anything and stayed still.

It was a bit cute how her huge frame fidgeted, not knowing where to put her hands.

‘No rotten teeth, and her breath doesn’t smell as much as I thought.’

Rather, she smelled like fresh mint. With that cool fragrance, Cliff couldn’t pull away. His tongue wrapped around Kali’s tongue, squeezed it, and pulled.

“Mmph mmph.”

Kali picked mint from the garden when she woke up in the morning to brush her teeth. She liked mint, so she floated it in her bathwater and made tea by putting mint leaves in hot water.

When Cliff’s tongue stirred inside her mouth, she couldn’t even breathe. Strength left her whole body and her mind grew hazy.

When Cliff noticed she wasn’t breathing, he pulled his lips away in surprise. Then he grabbed the dazed Kali’s shoulders and shook them.

“Kali! Kali! You need to breathe. Pfft.”

“Ah… Yes.”

Kali looked at Cliff with her heated face. Cliff’s red lips looked strangely lewd. Those lips just touched my lips.

‘Not just touched—his tongue…!’