Epilogue

Violet Ryle and Dein Bates’s wedding was held quickly. 

Although the ceremony had no obstacles from the beginning, there were several reasons for the haste. 

The internal reason was the pressure from Dein, who desired a definite union, while outwardly, it was due to the many changes initiated by the Imperial Family. 

With his marriage to Violet, the second Princess, Dein Bates received an honorary title and became the Empire’s first Grand Duke, further solidifying his power. 

Despite the union with the Imperial Family and the title, suspicions and curiosity about the change of the marriage target to Violet persisted, but they couldn’t overshadow the sensational move of Olivia’s succession ceremony, held immediately after Violet’s wedding. 

The first female successor broke the fixed notion that the one beside her would become Emperor, and the Empire continuously brought about unprecedented changes. 

Although this was certainly a move that could cause confusion, it was accomplished without any opposition due to the strong support base that underpinned the weakened imperial authority. 

What was surprising was the support of Evan Ludwig, the representative of the noble assembly. 

While Dein’s overwhelming reputation as the current Empire’s most powerful figure played a role, Evan’s agreement greatly contributed to easily overcoming the resentment of the lofty nobles and unifying the internal affairs. 

“I was really surprised. I thought Lord Ludwig and my sister were naturally in a wary relationship.” 

After Olivia’s succession ceremony, Violet, having changed into comfortable indoor clothes, tilted her head. 

She had always thought of him as someone with hidden intentions. 

She never imagined Evan would be on Olivia’s side. 

Both her sister’s relationship with Dein and her sister’s relationship with Evan were perplexing. 

Violet found herself amusingly pondering whether she was simply oblivious.

“It seems like they are always together.” 

“Really? Did they look friendly to you, Sir Dein?” 

“They didn’t seem that close, but I’m not sure. I’m not particularly interested.” 

Dein replied curtly, tossing the towel he had used to dry his hair into a basket. 

Although he tried to answer Violet’s question sincerely, his tone clearly showed that it wasn’t a topic of interest to him. 

“Anyway, it’s a relief that the succession ceremony went smoothly.” 

“As long as you are satisfied, Violet.” 

Having pulled a chair closer, he brushed his lips against her cheek. 

Violet calmly accepted his affection, blushing at the unreserved contact. 

The emotions conveyed dozens of times a day were now too real to express disbelief. 

As happiness continued daily, Violet thought she was becoming greedier. 

Even though it was already a dream-like outcome, she still felt envy.

“Despite saying you’re satisfied, your expression doesn’t look good.”

Thoughts kept crossing her mind, causing her lips to involuntarily droop. 

Dein, who seemed absorbed in kissing and nibbling her soft skin, noticed this and met her eyes.

“Is there something wrong?” 

“No, not really…”

“…” 

Knowing it was childish, she didn’t want to say it. 

Unfortunately, the man seemed determined not to let her go without an answer. 

“It’s nothing much. 

I just felt a bit envious thinking about my sister’s succession ceremony earlier.” 

“The ceremony itself was more glamorous and grand than the wedding. Weren’t you satisfied?” 

“That’s not it.” 

“Then what is it?” 

Dein tilted his head, trying to meet her eyes and awaited her answer. 

Under his persistence, Violet hesitated and spoke quietly, embarrassed.

“Lord Ludwig and you… swore loyalty to my sister like you did to His Majesty. I was just a little envious of that…” 

“…” 

“It’s not that I envy you bowing your heads or anything. It’s just that my sister became a revered figure to you… Oh, I’m not misunderstanding emotions or relationships like before. It’s just the feeling…” 

Violet stopped her awkward mumbling. 

No matter what she muttered, no response came. 

When she lifted her gaze slightly, she saw his mischievous and affectionate eyes looking down at her.

“Why are you smiling?” 

“Because you’re saying things worth smiling about.” 

His face, once sharp, now wore a smile. 

To those who knew Dein, it would be a shocking sight, but Violet was now accustomed to it.

Seeing him unable to lower his smiling lips, Violet squinted in annoyance.

“You’re thinking I’m jealous, aren’t you?” 

“Yes. That’s what I think.” 

“So, you’re teasing me?” 

“No. I’m just so happy I can’t help it.”

Seeing her face turn bright red, Dein stood up.

“Come here.” 

Though her eyes held curiosity, he simply smiled and pulled her close.

Her body, once at the table, was now seated on the bed. 

Looking at him in confusion, he stroked her delicate jawline and suddenly disappeared below her.

Dein sat beneath Violet. 

In a posture with one knee raised, he looked up at her.

“There’s no need to be envious. There’s no reason you shouldn’t receive what others do, Violet.”

“Ah…”

Without giving her a chance to stop him, he bowed his head. 

The hem of her indoor dress, which fluttered around her ankles, touched his rough fingertips.

Due to the shorter length compared to a regular dress, just lifting it slightly revealed her slender calves.

Though she flinched, embarrassed, he gently closed his eyes and kissed the end of the fabric.

It was different from lust or desire. 

His slow and solemn movements contained endless respect for her.

“I, Dein Bates.”

At the man’s low voice, her small body, which had been trembling in embarrassment, stopped moving.

“Swear to dedicate all my life and honor to you, Princess Violet Ryle.”

Still holding onto the piece of fabric tightly, Dein raised his lightly closed eyes to look at her.

His black eyes deeply contained her.

“As long as this life exists, everything is according to your will, Princess Violet Ryle.”

Violet heard the sound of her heart pounding. 

For some reason, it was a vow that made her feel like crying.

The oath, similar yet slightly different from the loyalty ceremony to the Imperial Family, was closer to the marriage vow she heard recently.

The two looked at each other silently for a while. 

Something deeper than warmth surrounded Violet. 

Perhaps it was the same for Dein, who made the vow.

Realizing it was a whisper of love incomparable to loyalty close to faith, Violet felt embarrassed.

“That’s enough now.”

She murmured shyly, embarrassed, and he gently released the dress hem.

But for some reason, he didn’t return. 

Instead of rising, he bent further.

“Sir? I said that’s enough now.”

“…” 

“Sir Dein… Ah!”

His face, lowered deeper than before, touched the top of her foot. 

The man, crouched as much as possible, licked the white top of her foot.

Violet shivered her slender shoulders. 

She tried to pull her foot away, but he immediately grabbed her slender ankle.

His sharp eyes lazily drew a curve as he looked at her, then slowly licked the top of her foot again.

“And this is submission only for my wife, Violet Ryle.”

The honorifics disappeared. 

At the change signaling the start of something secret, Violet swallowed hard.

The noble reverence instantly transformed into passionate affection and dense love.

From the top of her foot to her ankle. 

As the thin fabric was lifted, revealing her skin, kisses continued as if tracing a path with saliva.

Sometimes sucking the skin ticklishly, sometimes rubbing it as if licking it with his tongue, the strange stimulus engulfed Violet as it reached from her calf to her thigh.

“Mm…”

With a slight tremble, she raised her chin. 

Unknowingly, she closed her eyes and was swept away by the spreading warmth.

The intimacy below made her involuntarily twitch. 

Knowing well where the pleasure was heading, she trembled with excitement and fear.

There was no escape. 

As she unknowingly tried to pull away, the lips that had been strongly sucking the tender flesh on her thigh moved further inward.

Already soaked underwear met his hot breath. 

Inside the disheveled dress, his face was buried between her legs.

Thanks to that, her upper body, once seated on the bed, was now lying back on the soft bedding.

He pressed his lips and nose against the woman’s private parts, separated by a thin cloth, inhaling deeply.

“Please, don’t!”

“I can smell your scent here. Sweet and lascivious.”

Violet tried to push him away by flailing her legs, but it was useless.

Under the cloth, his head bulged between her legs, rubbing against the fabric.

The water pooled at the entrance spread onto her underwear, making an explicit wet sound echo in the room.

“It even makes such lewd sounds.”

A chuckle escaped as Dein opened his mouth to envelop the center of her private parts.

The more he sucked and pressed, adhering the cloth to her, the wetter it became below, mixing with her fluids or his saliva.

“Ah, no, stop…!”

Violet moaned in pleasure. He had bitten the thin cloth and pushed it aside, inserting his tongue into the closed opening.

The gentle intrusion was hot. Unlike the overwhelming sensation of his other self, his soft tongue pressed gently against the inner walls, vividly heightening her senses.

He swept over the hot, wet inner wall, pressing firmly.

Even his tongue, which should be the softest part of a man’s body, was strong.

“Ah, ah…!”

Violet trembled, her lower body twitching. Her juices overflowed between the tongue filling her, and the narrow entrance tightened around it.

She knew exactly where he was stimulating, and it drove her crazy. The slow, gentle friction made every sense vivid and sharp, more than any overwhelming pleasure.

His tongue teasing inside was maddening, but every time he moved, his nose pressed against the exposed cl*toris, making it unbearable.

“Please, don’t. It’s, it’s dirty.”

“You’re talking nonsense. It’s from your body, so it can’t be dirty.”

Besides, it’s something you’re overflowing with because you like it so much.

He spread his blunt words below and focused again on his actions.

The tongue that had been moving slowly began to increase in pressure and speed. The hand that had been caressing her thighs now moved over the cl*toris, rubbing it coarsely with a calloused thumb.

With the stimulation suddenly intensified, she could think of nothing else.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

Perhaps because she had been heating up continuously, her body reacted sensitively to even slight changes. The slightest additional stimulus threatened to engulf her in a wave of shivers.

Knowing this, his tongue began to stir inside more wildly.

As Violet’s moans mixed with her light breaths, his tongue pressed down forcefully on a bumpy part of her inner wall.

Simultaneously, the calloused thumb swept over the cl*toris, rubbing it as if to apply pressure.

“Ah…!”

Her slender waist arched like a bow, and her beautiful body stiffened momentarily.

From below Violet, unable to even scream properly, her juices gushed out.

Her body, trembling and releasing traces, collapsed onto the bed, and Dein regretfully withdrew his lips.

Only after he swept his tongue over the entrance that was repeatedly opening and closing did his face emerge from between her skirts.

Violet, breathing shallowly, looked at him with a dazed gaze. Dein was also looking down at her.

From his lips to the masculine jawline below, he glistened with a transparent liquid.

He ran a hand over his face, lazily licking it. Using the tongue that had been inside her, he licked away what she had released, his gaze thoroughly scanning the thoroughly relaxed Violet.

“Phew…”

Dein, without averting his gaze laden with overt sensuality, loosened his trousers.

His deep, steady breathing carried an excitement he couldn’t hide.

“I wasn’t happy about the prolonged war, but it’s a relief that I completely crushed the spirit of those Lybian bastards.”

Now holding his fully aroused member, the man placed it between her legs instead of his lips.

Something much larger than his tongue, radiating heat, pushed into the eager, quivering hole.

“Thanks to that, there won’t be any troublesome matters for a while.”

“Ah!”

“Having already embraced something as beautiful as this, knowing it drives me crazy just to look at it, if I had to leave it behind, I might truly go mad.”

Every time he slowly inserted himself, her clinging inner walls wrapped around him. The inside, clinging like one, quickly tightened, squeezing him tightly.

Suppressing the urge to release immediately, Dein moved his hips gently.

“Violet.”

He called her softly. His rough voice was both lewd and tender.

“Don’t envy the vows made to others.”

Swaying above him, Violet lifted her dazed gaze. Her eyes, enveloped in heat, scanned him with affection.

His lips, exhaling hot breaths, touched hers. Though a short kiss, the lingering hold on her flesh was as intimate as the depths below.

“You are mine. So I am only yours.”

“Ah, yes…!”

“If there’s anything you want, just say it. I will only fulfill what you desire.”

Just moments ago, he had been playful about her jealousy. His raw, rough sincerity transformed into something gentle and passionate.

Despite shivering from the endless excitement, Violet felt her heart being tightly squeezed.

It was a long and painful unrequited love for her. The realization of shared feelings was overwhelming.

Dein watched her, waiting for an answer. His hot gaze craved her.

Their love, achieved through unintended misunderstandings, was also his, having gone through the same worries and anxieties.

Gathering strength in her exhausted body, Violet answered Dein, who was waiting.

What she wanted was also Dein Bates, he was everything to her.

“Hold me tight.”

Breathing heavily, Violet tightened her arms around Dein’s neck.

“And keep loving me.”

His firm body tensed as if to crush hers. His already fully grown member filled the inside tightly, expressing its excitement.

“That’s what I want, ah!”

Violet couldn’t finish her sentence. The man began to thrust his hips vigorously. Her body, which had briefly rested, was once again helplessly shaken by the hot passion rising from below.

Violet. My Vivi. 

He called her incessantly, and each time Violet moaned.

Unable to endure, Violet lowered her head and buried her parted lips in his shoulder.

Dein’s beast-like growl in her ear and the thrusting below grew faster. The wet sounds and the fluids splashing between their joined bodies soaked her lower abdomen.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

“Ugh!”

The half-withdrawn member filled her completely, ej*culating hotly. Simultaneously, Violet reached her climax, letting out a crushed moan.

Her uncontrollably tightening inner walls mercilessly squeezed the burdensome member, leading to a long ej*culation that finally came to an end.

The room was filled with sticky moans. Violet, unable to bear the lingering heat, trembled finely and entrusted herself to Dein.

His solid chest rose and fell roughly, and his voice descended into her ear.

The raw, cracked tone held a hint of laughter.

A gentle whisper, questioning why she asked for more of what she already had.

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