A princess of the Peshar Empire was born. That day, a festival was held in the capital. All the commoners rejoiced, eating delicious food and dancing. 

The imperial palace opened its storehouses to provide food and paid for the musicians. However, the Astian slaves could not rejoice.

They had to work in dark places while being beaten. They also felt great betrayal that the Astian princess had given birth to the Peshar Emperor’s child.

Amidst this noisy festival, the famous designer’s shop remained tightly closed with its lights out.

Someone turned over the body of a man who had collapsed with blood flowing from his chest. The man with wide-open eyes was Ian Harper. Andrew closed Ian’s eyes.

“Hmm… He’s dead.”

“Traitors must be eliminated.”

When Andrew raised his head, a figure emerged from the grayish darkness. The man with black hair and green eyes looked out the window. Outside the window, the sounds of the band’s performance and laughter could be heard. The man removed his black wig in frustration.

Then the man’s brilliant golden hair sparkled even in the darkness. Seeing the well-groomed golden hair, Andrew smiled awkwardly.

“So? Are you going to enter the harem now and kill Evelyn?”

“…What are you talking about?”

“Hector. You said that. That Evelyn was a traitor. You don’t know what expression Evelyn made when she heard those words.”

“…”

Hector looked at the Peshar Imperial Palace, which shouldn’t be visible from here. Evelyn was there, but he couldn’t go to meet her. He didn’t think Evelyn had betrayed him.

She had never lied to him. Or had she?

In childhood, he thought she liked him and his heart fluttered for no reason. However, he hadn’t thought that feeling would change. Since he hadn’t changed, he vaguely thought Evelyn would be the same.

“If I hadn’t taken Evelyn out of the Cold Palace, she would have died.”

“…Well, that would have happened. No one knew of Evelyn’s existence.”

“Right. I saved Evelyn’s life… But it seems she couldn’t become more than that to me. She might have admired me, but the current Evelyn loves someone else. I have no intention of stopping such an Evelyn.”

“…Everything is for Evelyn’s sake, is that it?”

“At least Evelyn and I will now walk different paths. Andrew, won’t you go to Astian soil? We need to reclaim the country.”

“…I even got a medical license in this place to meet Evelyn. And now you want me to go back there? I could make a fortune just practicing medicine well here, why would I go through that hardship?”

“Won’t you go?”

Thirty knights appeared from the darkness behind Hector. They were the Astian Emperor’s guard knights. Seeing their menacing appearance, Andrew made a pale expression.

“I’ll go! I’ll go…!”

“Losing the country was my fault. So I must reclaim it. And Andrew, your sin of coveting Evelyn is great.”

Andrew flinched and looked at Hector with fearful eyes. Hector sighed deeply.

“If I weren’t short of talent, I would have killed you. How dare you touch Evelyn, whom even I couldn’t…”

Gulp, Andrew swallowed his saliva. Hector spoke to him with resignation.

“Let’s go. Anyway, I’ll reclaim Astia and become emperor again. Evelyn is forever a princess of Astia. And as long as I’m emperor, I’ll never touch Evelyn for the rest of my life.”

“…You don’t even share blood.”

“That doesn’t matter. I’ll forever be Evelyn’s reliable support.”

“…Good grief.”

Andrew grumbled but eventually followed Hector. Shortly after, Hector, now wearing a wig, and Andrew left Ian’s shop.

That day, judging that he couldn’t win, Hector had vacated the Astian Imperial Palace. The nobles in the provinces abandoned everything and fled with their heirs. There were far too few soldiers and knights to fight back.

Still, loyal nobles remained and had entered the Peshar capital. However, due to Ian Harper’s betrayal, Hector’s close associates died, and the important positions they held were filled by their sons and daughters.

Andrew had also become Hector’s close associate in place of his dead father. After mounting his horse, he looked back at the Peshar Imperial Palace once more.

‘Would he be able to meet her again?’

Perhaps his affair with Evelyn had reached the Peshar Emperor’s ears. Going to the imperial palace to meet Evelyn again was too dangerous.

After having s*x with Evelyn, he had been followed from the imperial palace. The man who followed him was killed by Hector’s knights, but it felt unsettling.

‘He should be satisfied with once.’

If he did it twice, he might be beaten to death by either the Peshar Emperor or Hector. He grabbed the reins with a face full of lingering regret. Then he quickly left the capital with Hector.

* * *

Evelyn felt disappointed looking at her daughter. The daughter with silver hair and purple eyes clearly resembled her. Since the Empress Dowager was already suspicious about whether she was truly Jenkins’ bloodline, she had hoped the child would resemble Jenkins. 

However, the blood of the Astian imperial family was strong. She could understand why Hector had been suspected of not being legitimate for not resembling the previous emperor’s appearance.

‘If a second child is born, wouldn’t another child resembling me be born?’

One that doesn’t resemble Jenkins…

“She looks like you.”

Jenkins, who was looking at the child beside her, muttered. When she looked at him, Jenkins chuckled.

“She’s pretty. What should we name her?”

“Violet.”

“Violet King Peshar… It seems to suit her well.”

“Yes.”

Jenkins kissed Evelyn. They sucked each other’s tongues and swallowed saliva. As their bodies pressed close, Jenkins’ leg pushed between her thighs. Evelyn was startled and pushed him away.

“…Not yet.”

“Hmm?”

Jenkins’ eyebrow rose slightly, but Evelyn turned her head away. She held the small hand of the princess named Violet. The child’s hand gripped her index finger tightly.

“…She’s cute.”

“…”

Jenkins’ hand grabbed Evelyn’s br*ast and squeezed it hard, causing br*ast milk to flow from her n*pple. Evelyn was startled and shouted at him.

“Jenk…ins!”

“Penetration isn’t allowed, but drinking should be fine, right?”

“Ugh. That’s…”

The wet nurse and maid nearby turned their heads in embarrassment. Jenkins gripped Evelyn’s br*ast tightly, then lowered his head and sucked on her br*ast with slurping sounds. As he flicked her n*pple with his tongue and sucked it in, Evelyn’s face reddened.

“Haah, Jenk…ins. Mmm…”

The front of Jenkins’ pants bulged hard. When Evelyn’s legs gave out and she sat down, Jenkins climbed on top of her. She was shocked to see him taking off his pants.

“Wait, Jenk…!”

“I said I wouldn’t penetrate. Evelyn?”

“Then?”

Jenkins placed his c*ck between Evelyn’s br*asts and moved his hips. Br*ast milk came out appropriately, dampening her chest. The maid and wet nurse had long since left the room carrying the princess. Now only the two of them were there.

Jenkins’ hands gripped her br*asts tightly and brought her n*pples together as he moved. The hard gl*ns touched her n*pples. Each time that happened, Evelyn had to catch her breath.

“Hng… Ahh…!”

“Whew. Evelyn, your br*asts seem to have gotten bigger.”

“Mmm, hng.”

Each time he thr*st his hips, the dark red c*ck rubbed against Evelyn’s lips. Not knowing what to do with the c*ck that pressed against her br*asts and crushed her lips, Evelyn writhed.

“Kugh…!”

Suddenly s*men spurted from his c*ck, dirtying her face. Since they hadn’t done it for a while, there was quite a lot of s*men. Looking at Evelyn’s face covered in fishy s*men, Jenkins grabbed his c*ck shaft and shook it. The remaining s*men shot onto her face. After extracting all the s*men, he stood up.

When Evelyn didn’t know what to do with her face covered in white s*men, he made an awkward expression.

“Evelyn? You should wash up. If you stay like that, I’ll want to do it again?”

“…Right.”

Evelyn staggered to her feet. Though there was carpet, she hadn’t expected such things to happen on the floor. Her chest center burned from how much they had rubbed, and s*men had gotten in her eyes, making it hard to open them. Evelyn wiped her face with the back of her hand.

Though she had given birth to a princess, she wasn’t given any status beyond that of a slave. She still went around n*ked in the harem.

She had thought that giving birth to a child would change how she was treated, but Jenkins remained the same. He also didn’t welcome an empress. At first, she thought this wasn’t bad, but she feared how the child would view her when she grew up.

Acting like his business was finished, Jenkins was about to leave when Evelyn hurriedly grabbed his sleeve.

“…Why?”

“Well… I gave birth to a princess, Jenkins. I heard that even slaves get promoted in status when they produce royalty.”

“So? You want me to raise your status?”

“…Yes. At the very least, let me wear clothes.”

Evelyn covered her body with one hand. Though the princess was still young, she would think it strange when she grew up. Jenkins seemed to think deeply for a moment. Having finished thinking, he brushed Evelyn’s hair behind her ear.