“Th—that’s impossible…….”

For a moment Elliope was so stunned that she forgot her fear and spoke in disbelief. How could it be that this man lacked strength? Wasn’t he the one who, even if thrown unarmed onto a battlefield, would return like a hound crawling back from hell?

Unconsciously, Elliope’s eyes scanned Kallian’s entire body. Despite surviving countless brutal battles, she could clearly picture Kallian’s smooth skin, free of any major scars. Even standing close to him, she could feel the heat emanating from his body, as if it had been meticulously crafted, seemingly invulnerable to even a blade.

And with that body, as he pressed Elliope beneath him, leaving no space between their skin, he was more tender than ever. But despite his gentle face and solid torso, his lower half was anything but.

Elliope murmured, feeling the heat creep up to the tips of her ears and cheeks.

‘That’s impossible.’

‘Is it?’

‘There’s no way… your seed is weak.’

No matter how barren and dry this land was, it would be no obstacle to his seed. Anything that bore his image would surely take root and survive even in the harshest of conditions.

The moment her thoughts reached that point, Kallian smiled softly, as if he had read her thoughts.

“Then the child will be born strong.”

“…….”

“Isn’t that so?”

Kallian’s soft voice brushed against her ear, as if to tell her not to worry. Elliope lost her words for a moment and just stared at him in silence.

“Think of nothing, my lady.”

“I…”

“There is nothing for you to worry about. I will see to it.”

Kallian gently wiped away the tears that ran down her chin and planted soft kisses on her cheek, again and again, as if to comfort her.

“Everything will be as you wish.”

Once again, those magical words held Elliope captive.

Kallian’s voice struck Elliope like a promise – an undeniable declaration, spoken by someone who always got what he wanted. It was more than words; it felt like a revelation.

“So don’t worry.”

“……”

“Do whatever you want.”

The moment he finished speaking, Elliope buried her face in his hand. Kallian let her be, his other hand gently stroking her back.

Tracing her spine and shoulder blades, his touch drifted down to her waist before sliding back up to her neck. His hand moved with deliberate tenderness, leaving behind an inexplicable warmth.

“Haah…”

Elliope took a deep breath, as if releasing all the emotions she had been holding back in a single sigh. As the fear and anxiety faded, they were replaced by an indescribable, ambiguous feeling –

-An overwhelming joy that filled her completely.

‘Truly.’

Only now did the realisation sink in – there was indeed a child growing inside her, Kallian’s child.

Unconsciously, Elliope placed a gentle hand on her belly. Suddenly she remembered the fleeting moments when she had dreamed of starting a family with Kallian.

A child who resembled him.

And a family she would create.

Perhaps she could finally fulfil the vow she had once made – to replace the memory of the cold coffin he had embraced with the warmth of new life.

As this thought sank in, she suddenly remembered the small creature she had seen just before entering the capital.

‘Could this have been a conception dream?’

Perhaps it was a sign from the child within her, a fleeting signal to let her know of its presence. The thought filled her with a deep sense of affection.

The little black creature in her vision had been truly beautiful, yet it had looked so tiny and fragile.

“I want to protect it.”

As she lifted her head, the words slipped from her lips unconsciously. A gentle warmth seemed to spread from her stomach again.

Once again, her tears fell helplessly, but as always, Kallian carefully wiped them away with his large hands, already damp from her crying.

“So you need to rest.”

“You’re right.”

As she replied, she leaned her forehead against Kallian’s shoulder, where he knelt before her on one knee. At last, a sense of true peace washed over her.

But there was one thing that remained in her mind, a small worry that she couldn’t shake.

“Since I collapsed in front of everyone…”

“By tomorrow, the entire Empire will know of your pregnancy.”

What worried her was how this revelation might shift the balance of power. By then, even if they tried to keep it quiet, it would be too late.

‘How will the Emperor react?’

Would this prove to be an opportunity – or a danger?

As these thoughts continued to race through her mind, Kallian gently stroked Elliope’s hair.

“What have I told you, my lady?”

“Not to worry about anything.”

“And?”

“That everything… will go as I wish.”

The moment she spoke those words aloud, they felt almost like a self-fulfilling prophecy. A strange sense of certainty washed over her – as if it would actually happen the way he said it would.

A deep but steady feeling of reassurance settled in her heart. After helping Elliope to calm her breathing, Kallian gently laid her down.

His body cast a shadow over hers. With the light shining from behind him, his face darkened slightly, but his blue eyes remained bright and tender.

Looking at him, Elliope suddenly whispered,

“You already knew… about my pregnancy.”

“I wasn’t sure,” Kallian replied. “It was just a feeling.”

This man, almost an animal, possessed a surprisingly keen intuition.

Kallian placed his hand gently over Elliope’s stomach, covering it with a soft touch. The warmth of his palm slowly spread through her body.

“Just being careful, just in case.”

As she watched the man speak with a seductive smile, the words slipped from her lips impulsively.

“So.”

That’s why he rejected the advances she had the courage to make. Memories of the moments when her body burned with longing flashed through her mind.

When she asked him if he didn’t want her now –

‘It was not that.’

But it was clear that the kind of intense passion they had before would be difficult now.

Even though she had entered a more stable phase of the pregnancy, there was still one thing she couldn’t ignore – his size was too overwhelming for her not to worry.

At times, the searing heat that filled her womb sparked an irrational fear – that it might reach into the chamber where the baby rested, though she knew that was impossible.

As an unknown feeling of longing briefly touched the depths of her heart, her cheeks flushed again. It seemed Kallian had taught her some bad habits.

‘I never wanted it so much before.’

But this man had tamed her to that extent. He spoke as if she were the master and he the obedient dog, but in truth it was she who had been trained.

And yet she couldn’t say she didn’t like it.

Suppressing the lingering feeling of longing that subtly rose within her, Elliope placed her hand on Kallian’s.

As she lowered her lashes in silence –

“Kallian?”

Without a word, Kallian slowly moved his hand under the gentle curve of her belly.

Soon the perfumed oil, meant to spread its scent into the air, began to coat his hand.

Slowly, Kallian’s hand slid between her legs, gently caressing the parted seam.

“Kali…”

“But my lady seemed a little disappointed.”

“That’s not…”

“So I thought about it.”

Soon a few of his fingers teased the entrance – a tantalisingly slow touch.

A soft curve formed on Kallian’s lips.

“If I hold back a little, there are plenty of ways to please you.”

“……”

“Without endangering the baby, of course.”

As Kallian smiled and pressed his fingers, now slick and thick with fragrant oil, firmly against her sensitive nub, Elliope couldn’t help but let out a soft m*an, instinctively squeezing her legs together.

“Ah, ugh…”

Trapped between his index and middle fingers, the tender bud was already hardening. Underneath, a clear love juice began to seep out, trickling down in slow droplets.

As he watched Elliope’s entire body turn red, Kallian whispered softly,

“Just in case… I’ll keep it moderate.”

“Ah…”

With his fingers coated in the slick, fragrant oil, Kallian lowered his head without hesitation, burying his face between Elliope’s legs.

“Ahhh-ah!”

His thick tongue flicked repeatedly against the sensitive bud, alternating between light taps and firm pressure.

Soon his white, evenly spaced teeth were gently nibbling at the tender flesh, playing eagerly with it.

As Kallian applied pressure with his canines, trapping the sensitive bud between his teeth and rolling it with his tongue, Elliope’s waist trembled uncontrollably.

“K-Kallian! Ah!”

“Hush…”

Even as Kallian whispered, her body jerked, releasing a fresh wave of love juices.

Kallian paid no attention to the liquid spilling into his mouth or splashing onto his face – his sole focus was on bringing pleasure to Elliope.

His thick tongue traced the edges of her entrance, sending a tingling sensation through her body.

“Ha, ugh!”

Sliding his arms under her hips, Kallian pulled her closer, wrapping his arms tightly around her thighs.

Like a knot that couldn’t be untied, he held her tightly, preventing her body from shaking too violently.

“Ah, uuuh! Aah!”

Each time the overwhelming waves of pleasure reached the top of her head, Elliope unconsciously placed a hand on her stomach and took a deep breath.

For a brief moment, she feared that such intense pleasure might harm the child – but even so, she couldn’t help but enjoy the way Kallian devoured her with such fervent desire.

“Ha, uh…”

The moment Kallian sucked hard on her sensitive bud, a flood of clear liquid burst from inside her, as if a dam had been broken.

“Ahh…”

Her legs went limp and collapsed under her.

Kallian, drenched in the liquid she had spilled, smiled as he looked up at her.

“My lady.”

Elliope, staring blankly at the sight before her, slowly reached out and placed her hand on Kallian’s p*nis.

When Kallian moved to stop her, she blocked his hand and pulled down his trousers, her gaze slowly moving down his p*nis.

The already hardened sh*ft seemed to swell even more under her lingering gaze.

“Elliope.”

There was an inexplicable tension in the way he said her name, a heaviness in his voice.

Slowly, Elliope rose to her feet and looked up at Kallian.

“I want to.”

“…….”

“I want to do it for you too.”

At her words, Kallian, unusually, wore a dazed expression.

“Every time… I’ve only ever received.”

“…….”

“I want to give back too.”

Having absentmindedly expressed her thoughts, Elliope parted her lips slightly. Between them, a glimpse of her red tongue could be seen, and saliva had begun to pool in her mouth.

“…Don’t push yourself.”

Though those were Kallian’s words, his voice wavered slightly at the end, betraying a hint of anticipation he couldn’t quite suppress. Soon his ears flushed red, a telltale sign of his barely contained emotions.

Seeing this, a sharp thrill ran through Elliope’s chest.

And the next she was slowly pressing her soft lips against his p*nis.