Five years later.

Jenkins met with Hector and stamped the treaty. After returning the land that had been too vast to manage properly to Hector, they signed a peace treaty. The two men smiled and shook hands, but they gripped so tightly their hands seemed ready to be crushed.

“How are Evelyn and my nieces doing?”

“…Says the one who sold Evelyn out when it suited him.”

Their eyes met and seemed to shoot fire in the air. However, with many nobles clapping before them, they had no choice but to keep smiling. After finishing the handshake, Hector glared at Jenkins.

“Starting a war over one woman – does that make any sense?”

“It’s better than offering a woman to another man to avoid that war.”

“Hah…”

Harvey and Max, who were close to Jenkins, kept their mouths shut. Andrew, who stood near Hector, also pretended to whistle while scratching his head. They all thought Evelyn truly had terrible luck with men.

Hector still couldn’t meet Evelyn and his nieces. He protested that not being able to take even one step into a foreign country was no different from imprisonment, but those letters never reached Evelyn.

However, this peace treaty was very favorable to Hector. Jenkins claimed he had decided to hand it over to Hector to prevent riots, but that couldn’t convince many nobles. They simply thought Jenkins had done so because the Empress was from that family.

Since Jenkins had never slept with any woman other than the Empress, the harem had already become useless. The cost of maintaining the harem was also high, so he abolished it entirely.

He had planned to entrust the concubines’ quarters to the previous Emperor’s attendant, but Evelyn opposed it.

“Aren’t you trying to hand them over to other nobles? You should ask for their opinions before sending them away.”

The previous Emperor’s attendant, unlike before, couldn’t even make a peep and followed Evelyn’s words. Louisa screamed loudly that she wanted to remain in the harem, but the attendant sent her to a convent. Her personality was so foul that no noble appeared willing to take her.

“Mommy! Raphael keeps calling me stupid!”

Violet, holding a wooden sword, grabbed her younger brother’s neck with one hand in anger. Four-year-old Raphael grumbled.

“Strong but stupid. Dummy. Rock.”

“Want to get beaten up by this strong dummy?”

Raphael had blonde hair and purple eyes, and when he was born, Jenkins had been extremely pleased. Violet hated studying and loved physical activities, and she was so strong she could lift her brother with one hand.

On the other hand, Raphael was weak and spent every day reading books and studying in the library. The Peshar people, who prioritized strength, preferred Violet more. They were thrilled watching a five-year-old child fight hungry wolves.

With Violet’s rising popularity, perceptions of Astia improved further. The Empress Dowager, who had been confined, was released, and she too seemed to prefer Violet over Raphael. Sometimes she would find similarities between Violet and Jenkins and smile contentedly.

The Empress Dowager suddenly looked small, seemingly aged all at once. Evelyn no longer resented her. She herself couldn’t give Jenkins everything he wanted, and seeing herself like that, the Empress Dowager must have felt she was inadequate as Jenkins’ partner.

Jenkins threw a mountain of letters into the fireplace. The letters burned and black smoke rose. They were all marriage proposals that had come for Violet.

“So many marriage proposals for a five-year-old child, hah…”

“…I didn’t know she’d be this popular.”

“I’m not marrying Violet off until she’s past thirty, so keep that in mind.”

Jenkins spoke seriously. His eyes reflected the fire and blazed brightly. Evelyn laughed with amusement.

“…Then what about Raphael?”

“I don’t know.”

He had definitely seemed happy when Raphael was born, but Jenkins preferred Violet, who resembled Evelyn’s personality.

“Come to think of it, whose personality does Raphael take after? I didn’t like studying?”

“Raphael takes after me too. Do you know how well I studied? My teachers praised me constantly.”

Jenkins puffed out his chest as he spoke.

‘That was probably because they wanted to curry favor with the Crown Prince who would succeed the Emperor…’

The Empress Dowager also found Violet more adorable, saying she resembled Jenkins in many ways. But even if he was frail, his face was quite handsome, so Raphael wouldn’t have trouble getting married. He was smart too.

Then Evelyn felt moist air on her buttocks.

“Mmh…”

Jenkins had buried his face between the buttocks of the prone Evelyn. He opened his mouth and began sucking her p*ssy.

“Jen…kins.”

“More than that, there’s something you want to ask me, isn’t there?”

“Hah… That is.”

Since he had gone to make a peace agreement, he must have met Hector. She was curious about what Hector had said. She was living a life of imprisonment that wasn’t quite imprisonment, and even though she was an Empress of a nation, she needed the Emperor’s approval to leave the Peshar Empire.

“It’s such a f*cking law.”

“…What law?”

“Why do I need your permission, hng, to go to another country?”

She wasn’t even just a concubine.

Then Jenkins spun Evelyn’s body around to face him. Seeing his cool eyes, Evelyn realized her mistake.

“No… I mean.”

“So you’re saying you’re disappointed you can’t go see Hector?”

“…Ugh.”

His menacing c*ck with bulging veins burrowed into her v*gina. His c*ck, fully filling her insides, was always overwhelming. Jenkins slowly moved his hips while looking down at Evelyn.

“Evelyn. Shouldn’t you be satisfied with traveling around the Peshar Empire at least?”

“…Hah. Jen…kins.”

The hard tip scraped her vaginal walls as it went deeper. Jenkins now knew exactly where to touch to make Evelyn feel good. He rubbed her cl*toris with his hand, gently feeling her reactions.

“Hng, Jenkins! Mmh. Not there…!”

“It’s about time we had a third child. Evelyn?”

When he scraped her cl*toris with his nail, Evelyn’s legs trembled. Her purple eyes, darker than usual, looked at him.

“Jen…kins. Deeper… Do it faster.”

“…Tsk. You’re this h*rny, yet where do you think you’re going?”

To go deeper, Jenkins lifted Evelyn’s legs onto his shoulders. With her body folded in half, every time his c*ck thr*st in, Evelyn’s toes curled.

“Hng…! Ah, Jenkins…!”

“Stop squeezing… If you break my c*ck, you won’t see the third child either?”

Jenkins kissed Evelyn while thrusting his c*ck deep into her. The bed creaked and wet sounds filled the room. Kneading Evelyn’s br*asts, Jenkins thr*st faster into the spots that made her feel good.

“Uh, hah, I’m going to! Jenkins…!”

Then Evelyn wrapped her arms around his neck and tightened her vaginal walls to the limit. Unable to hold back, Jenkins rapidly pistoned. Thud thud, the sound of their flesh colliding could be heard as Evelyn tightened her arms around his neck.

“Mmhng…!”

“Kugh…!”

Love juices gushed out inside, and Jenkins also ejaculated inside her. Even after ejaculating, Jenkins embraced Evelyn without withdrawing his c*ck. Evelyn whispered tiredly in Jenkins’ ear.

“Hah. Now let’s take a bath…”

“Not yet.”

“…!”

His c*ck was gradually growing in volume inside her v*gina. When it poked the spot that made Evelyn feel good again, her eyes went unfocused.

“Hng, mmh… Jen…kins!”

“…Even like this, do you still want to go somewhere other than Peshar? Hm? You won’t have this there?”

Jenkins slowly rotated his hips teasingly. Evelyn’s eyebrows twitched. She suddenly sat up and laid Jenkins down. Then she mounted him and inserted his c*ck beneath her.

“Hah…”

Jenkins gently stroked her thighs with his hands.

“Could you live without my c*ck?”

“…Shut that mouth.”

Evelyn moved her hips up and down, thrusting his c*ck deep into herself. Jenkins, lying below, whistled.

“You need to squeeze tighter, Evelyn.”

“I told you to shut up.”

“…You’re probably the only person who tells the Emperor to shut up.”

“Should I gag you?”

Jenkins chuckled. He raised both hands in surrender.

“Alright, I’ll shut up.”

“Good thinking.”

Evelyn looked down and moved her hips diligently. Watching her use his c*ck like a d*ldo, Jenkins licked his lips.

“…It’s nice being comfortable, but you’re too slow, Evelyn.”

He suddenly sat up and pinned Evelyn beneath him. He kissed Evelyn’s thigh while rubbing his c*ck against her p*ssy entrance. Love juices and s*men mixed together and flowed from the opening.

“You’re so lewd that I can’t let you go outside, Evelyn.”

His c*ck slid easily into Evelyn’s v*gina. Squelching sounds echoed everywhere as Evelyn panted.

“Hah… Jenkins, you’re just the same when it comes to being lewd.”

“…At least I don’t cheat.”

“Neither do I…”

Evelyn was about to say she had never cheated, but closed her mouth. Then Jenkins’ eyes glinted even more coldly. He thr*st his c*ck deeper without mercy.

“Hng…!”

Jenkins’ gaze turned to the tattoo on Evelyn’s neck. He lowered his lips to her neck, which was scarred from how much he had bitten it. He sucked on her neck then bit down hard again.

“Ahh…!”

“I’m the only one who can leave marks on your body. Understand?”

Evelyn slowly nodded. Whenever the marks on her body were about to fade, Jenkins would make new ones. Seeing him smile with satisfaction at this, she couldn’t tell him to stop.

Evelyn’s br*ast was squeezed tightly. Jenkins sucked her n*pple with his mouth while pushing his c*ck deeper inside.

“Hah. Hah… Jen…mmh.”

His c*ck wasn’t even growing, but she didn’t know why s*x with Jenkins never became familiar no matter how much they did it. But she felt like she knew one thing.

She really did like Jenkins. And she felt that Jenkins liked her too. It was even more so when they were intertwined like this.

“I like you. Jen…kins. Mmh.”

“Evelyn…”

When he moved roughly, Evelyn felt her lower abdomen tighten completely. Soon love juices gushed from inside her, and Jenkins ejaculated as well.

“Hah, hah. This time let’s really take a bath…”

However, Evelyn was too tired and fell asleep. Jenkins also fell asleep beside her without separating their joined bodies. Even when dim dawn light entered through the window, the two didn’t wake up and slept embracing each other.