Chapter 7 (Part 1)

Ellenia sat weakly, leaning against the head of the bed. She was still in the clothes she had worn when she left the banquet hall.

Swoosh, the sound of the now heavy rain filled the room, seeping through the cracks of the window shutters.

“…Madam.”

Edan, sitting beside her, slowly cradled the back of her head. Taking a sip from the pewter cup in his hand, he gently kissed her.

While pulling her nape and pushing her chin up with his thumb, her pointed chin lifted. Tilting his head downward, the honey water he had in his mouth flowed down from above. It was what the maids had prepared, worried that she hadn’t eaten.

Clear golden honey water trickled down her lifeless lips. Edan quickly licked up the thin stream. He licked from her chin to her lips, and the droplets gathered beneath her lower lip, which he kissed.

And just as he was about to check her reaction with a worried face,

“…Ugh.”

Her frail chest seemed to swell, and then Ellenia’s upper body lurched forward. Her shoulders heaved a few times, and then a thick liquid spilled onto the front of her dress.

It had been like that for many times.

“…I don’t want to drink.”

“You haven’t eaten properly since yesterday.”

“I can’t swallow.”

“But… Madam!”

As Edan voiced his concern, Ellenia gagged again and fell forward. The honey water overflowed from the cup in his hand as she suddenly leaned on his shoulder.

“The rain. I didn’t expect it to rain.”

“…”

It was the rainy season without a dry day. He knew that this unreasonable excuse was her last pride.

Feeling her slender hand gently grasp his member, Edan sighed softly. It was her way of saying that she was unwell because of the rain and that he should serve her.

Both of them knew her body was too weak for that. Edan knew it would be better for her to rest. But, but… this proud noblewoman wanted it.

And it was true that it was raining.

“Your clothes are dirty.”

Feeling her hand slowly moving back and forth over his trousers, Edan placed the cup on the side table. Showering her crown with small kisses, he wrapped his hand around her back.

The dress, worn only for special occasions, had many buttons. Unbuttoning the tiny buttons along her spine with his thick fingers took quite some time. Dressing her was easy, but undressing her was difficult. His hands, sticky with drying honey water, moved awkwardly.

Ellenia’s grip on his p*nis tightened.

“Just do it.”

“You’ll get cold if you get wet.”

Edan smiled lightly, lifting his lips from her forehead.

At such moments, the smile of the white youth shone beautifully. One could hardly believe that he was the servant warming the bed of this wretched widow, who was the most miserable and cursed woman in the kingdom’s outskirts…

With all her self-denial, Ellenia spat out,

“Just do it roughly.”

“Greta is really scary.”

“…Quickly.”

At her unusually desperate voice, Edan was startled and looked at her face. Ellenia’s pale face glistened with despair in her sea-blue eyes.

What on earth…

He wanted to listen closely to what was happening in the banquet hall, but the bishop of Nux’s goat-like voice made it difficult. Sometimes Schultz seemed to be saying something strange, but she handled it well enough…

Ellenia, who had fled the banquet hall, collapsed, clinging to his neck. Startled, Edan, as always, supported her buttocks with one arm and lifted her. At such times, she would bury her face in his hair, unable to hold herself together.

Back in the room, she kept gagging, even though she hadn’t eaten anything.

He should have asked the butler.

“Hurry…”

Her voice, like a moan, seeped into his ear. She must have noticed him brooding over the banquet hall events. Her eyes shone sensitively, as if those matters had no effect on her.

Her thin fingers, wrapped around him, trembled.

Edan lifted her skirt and pulled down her underwear. Supporting her buttocks, he quickly seated her on his now er*ect member.

“…Huh.”

His flesh pole tightly entered her not sufficiently wet mucous membrane. The friction made her insides feel hot. Not fully loosened, the deepest part felt crushed against his tip.

It hurt.

But what hurt more… The phantom pain on the back of her hand, which had tormented her in the banquet hall, returned.

‘Lewd woman!’

‘You must cleanse your filthy blood!’

Just the thought of harboring another man’s c*ck, not her husband’s, felt like that cane was digging into the back of her hand over and over.

Even knowing that time would never return, there was no way around it.

“…Madam?”

Edan’s face showed confusion. The tear drops at the corners of Ellenia’s eyes were too thick to be from just the repeated dry heaving.

Seeing only pure concern on his innocent face, Ellenia couldn’t bear it. The thought that she, with her dirty blood, did not deserve such pure worry… made her feel utterly wretched.

To hide her face, she buried it in his shoulder. Sinking her teeth into the back of her hand resting there, Ellenia slowly moved up and down. It was a small, desperate, and pitiful movement, just like her appearance.

“Ahh… Huhh…”

The rough skin rubbed against him, causing a faint burning sensation.

The pain was better. As she moved her buttocks diligently, saliva dripped from her mouth that bit the back of her hand.

Edan could do nothing. Even though the bite on his dry flesh was a kind of stimulation that made his member continue to grow, and he felt the stimulation was a bit lacking… he couldn’t shake his desire against it.

Her movements were too sorrowful.

Thinking he couldn’t push such a fragile woman, he could only grasp her buttocks under the dress. Her small, white buttocks fit snugly in his hands.

Kneeling on either side of Edan’s thighs, Ellenia continued to move her buttocks up and down.

“Ah, ah, ha…”

The teeth sunk into the back of her hand hurt so much it felt like they might break the bone. As she kept lifting her buttocks, her legs gave out, and she collapsed. The blunt tip deeply pierced her insides.

In the meantime, a wet friction sound began to be heard.

Squelch, squelch, the insertion that started like self-harm was now faintly exciting.

Edan silently supported her buttocks, helping her movements.

“Ugh… Huhh.”

A sob burst from her mouth that had bitten the back of her hand.

“Save me. Save me…”

“…Ellie.”

“It’s too hard alone. You know. How long I’ve endured…”

Sobbing into his shoulder, Ellenia collapsed. Her weakened buttocks sank deeply, swallowing him to the base. Even then, the deepest part of her insides trembled as he pierced it.

It felt like madness that her despair aroused him. Or perhaps it was this young body that was the problem.

“I hate it all. I don’t want to know anything…”

Edan bit his lip and lifted her buttocks.

***

“Isn’t it a ghostly affair?”

“Exactly. Of all people, it had to be that Thomas who survived.”

The day after the collateral elders stayed at the castle. A story spread among the servants who began their day’s work.

Edan, who had come to fetch water today, looked at the side where the old men were gathered. The old men who had slept in the outer quarters of the castle during last night’s banquet seemed unaware of what had happened.

No, even if something had happened, it wouldn’t have reached them…

Feeling miserable about his anxiety creating illusions, Edan shook his head slightly.

“Thomas’s mother was so shocked she collapsed.”

“Well, it’s understandable. They thought he was dead, but he came back alive. It must have been like seeing a ghost.”

“What happened?”

“Well, they say he ran away to avoid the trial for the defeated soldiers.”

“In Schwafelt, that barren land?”

Exactly. That guy was cunning since he was young, wasn’t he?”

Thomas, a familiar name. One of the young men from the village below Tarnu Castle, one of the few dozen left after the last battle.

Under Edarson’s banner, hundreds of people gathered from around here, and as they moved to the northern front, the number grew to thousands.

Among those countless soldiers, the ones who stayed by the lord’s side were the young men from Tarnu.

‘My lord! How do you cope with missing the young Madam you left back home?’

When Thomas joked like that, the soldiers would burst into loud laughter.

They all thought they had been annihilated by the enemy’s army… but he had survived.

Edan quickly picked up the bucket and disappeared into the building. It would be troublesome if the old men started talking to him about Thomas.