“Then where will I work?”

Norton found her small hand hidden under the blanket and pulled it out. Placing her hand on the center of his black uniform, he naturally guided it to rub against his groin.

“Eek!”

After startling Evelyn with a thump! of his lower abdomen against her, Norton finished fastening his gauntlet.

“What work? Now you’re my lord. So you just need to receive my loyalty.”

“Stop talking such nonsense.”

“You’ll see. Stop chattering and go back to sleep. You had a fever last night, so I gave you medicine. The effects should still be lingering.”

“Why are you suddenly being kind? Your manner of speaking has changed too.”

“The divine shouldn’t fear their servant.”

He stretched his lips into a refreshing smile while joking. His dignified face softened instantly.

Evelyn stared at him blankly. His unique mature charm and experience, the dignified atmosphere of the rightful ruler of this land, everything was attractive. Her heart suddenly pounded.

Is this okay? Is it acceptable for a priestess to refuse work and lie around lazily?

Is it permissible to harbor personal feelings?

A large hand covered her eyelids, making everything dark. Evelyn closed her eyes and fell back into deep sleep.

* * *

Though not a feast, a nutritious, substantial meal was placed before Evelyn.

From soup filled with milk and mushrooms to salad made with tender sprouts grown in greenhouses, quality meat and fresh seasonal fruits. Even with just these items, Evelyn’s hands trembled.

For a priestess to have such a luxurious meal.

Picking up and eating a nicely cut piece of apple, she stared at the well-roasted, browned pieces of meat.

Although she was a healing priestess praised wherever she went, since she worked in the volunteer group caring for commoner children rather than staying at the temple, at some point she stopped receiving even basic noble treatment. 

What nobility? They just called her “Priestess, Priestess” while ordering her around, no different from servitude.

Perhaps because she had wandered throughout the empire. Evelyn’s eyes welled up at the sudden precious treatment.

No one ever thanked her for pouring out divine power. Parents would bow their heads in gratitude on the first day of caring for their children, but after just two days, they would swarm in groups, pestering her about why their children weren’t healing faster.

And nobles treated the volunteer group priestesses like commoners because they dealt with commoners.

No matter which territory she visited, she never received a proper meal.

At the temple, they had to live frugally, so fishing out a few pieces of meat from stew was considered a lucky day.

Because of this, the steak with sauce that seemed sweet, sitting whole on her plate, felt like it didn’t belong to her. Evelyn could only imagine its taste with her eyes.

“Um, does it not suit your taste? You should eat it before it gets cold for the meat to stay tender.”

A girl standing at a distance from the table spoke with concern.

“Ah, no. That’s not it. This is enough for me.”

Evelyn pointed to the plate filled with bite-sized fruit pieces. The girl who came up as a maid looked several years younger than her, but seemed sharp, probably from long experience.

“Then is there any food you particularly like? The head chef is curious since His Excellency emphasized your meals before leaving. We’ll prepare it for dinner.”

“Hmm, I usually eat simply. So bread and soup are fine. And fruit too, if possible, I’d be grateful.”

“…His Excellency would be furious if we did that.”

Evelyn burst into laughter at the maid’s worried face. She had been tense herself, but the girl before her looked even more nervous, making her feel they were somehow in the same situation.

“What was your name again? Have you learned to read?”

“Jile, Priestess. I learned to read at the castle.”

Somehow, “furious” seemed like advanced vocabulary for a young commoner child. She must have either served high-ranking people often or read many books.

Seeing her nervousness even in front of her, Evelyn guessed it was probably the latter.

“Do you perhaps like books?”

“Yes. Of course. That’s why I learned to read. I wanted to read books by myself.”

“I see. What kind of books do you like?”

“I like storybooks and mythology, but travel books are the most interesting. I’ve never been outside Norton’s territory…”

Listening to the chattering maid’s story, Evelyn slowly chewed the fruit in front of her.

The fruit, rich in juice and filled with the farmer’s efforts, was enough to make her feel abundant.

Being left alone in a spacious room and acting lazily made her anxious, feeling like she was committing a great wrong, but thanks to the talkative maid, this time became somewhat enjoyable.

The guilt of stealing someone else’s time rather than resting after hard labor temporarily dissipated.

She gifted Jile an old book.

“It’s a bit worn because I’ve read it so much. I’m sorry it’s not a new book.”

“Ah, I… I don’t know if I should accept this…”

“Thank you for talking with me today. I was actually a bit bored. I’m glad you like travel books. I like them too. I bought this book when I was in the southern region. It’s a place that’s hot all year round, unlike here, so there are many interesting stories.”

Jile’s eyes widened to the point of popping out. Clutching the old book to her chest with sparkling eyes, Evelyn felt good just seeing that expression.

“Wow. A story about the south? I didn’t know such a place existed. To think there’s a place without winter. Is it really okay for me to receive something so precious?”

“Yes. I’ve read it many times. I usually buy new books in each region I visit, and then gift or sell the ones I’ve read to bookstores. I can’t increase my luggage.”

Jile bowed several times, expressing her gratitude. It was hard to believe that someone who smiled so innocently would immediately tattle to the Border Count upon his return that she had left all the meat untouched.

“Uhuk, Y…Your Excellency…”

“It seems you didn’t collapse from pouring out divine power after all.”

“Unng…”

“The young priestess still doesn’t know that a body hardened by labor will waste away if you only gnaw on bones.”

“Uh. Please. S…stop…”

“You need to eat well to protect Norton. Right?”

Evelyn convulsed with her whole body around the thick shaft moving inside her. The uncontrollable pleasure was completely anxiety-inducing and full of stimulation.

Not even aware that saliva was dripping from the corner of her mouth, she only begged him to stop.

The Border Count, having seated her delicate body on his groin with her legs spread wide, spread her private parts just as widely, inserted his manhood to the root, and rotated Evelyn’s b*ttocks in one direction.

The red flesh glistened inside her fully spread l*bia, and her body arched like a bow, writhing. Between their connected g*nitals, her juices pooled and dripped.

Each time her b*ttocks rotated, the Border Count’s shaft, tightly filling her vaginal walls, churned.

The two n*ked bodies coupled while seated on the sofa. Evelyn was seated with her back to him, swallowing his p*nis, and regardless of her will, Norton spread her legs and l*bia. Her arms flailed, alternately gripping the sofa and the man’s massive body.

“Aah. It’s…it’s hard. Please.”

Being repeatedly penetrated was overwhelming, but having her vaginal opening constantly rubbed and her insides completely stirred was equally unbearable.

The tingling pleasure rising from her boiling skin and tightly pulled areas was too much for Priestess Evelyn’s limited experience to simply dismiss and enjoy purely as excitement.

Her vaginal walls kept twitching, and a desperate desire to escape enveloped her layer upon layer.

Her l*bia and cl*toris, pulled taut to the point of tearing, felt like they would break her.

He spread her plump v*lva flesh while mercilessly rotating Evelyn’s b*ttocks with that force. Norton, seeing the protruding shoulder blades on her arched back, determined that fattening up this handful of a woman was urgent.

Her skinny body, which received his seed and drove him wild with excitement, could be completely engulfed in his arms with room to spare.

Though her bones were so thin that even gaining weight might not show much, Norton stopped his circling hands, imagining his priestess becoming more voluptuous, and thrust his hips upward with a thump.

“Ugh!!”

Evelyn shot up into the air, then came back down. Her spread thighs experienced muscle spasms, making her tremble and curl up.

“You need to be healthy, Evelyn. I allow you, above all, to indulge in anything.”

Thump!

Evelyn fluttered with her breath caught, tensing her entire body. Without doing so, she felt her body would split in two. The excitement, turned sharp, pricked in all directions along her skin texture like goosebumps.

Despite repeatedly shrinking to gather those sensitive sensations, Norton leisurely thrust his hips upward, repeatedly lifting her into the air.

“Hngg…”

Uttering sounds of suffering rather than moans, Evelyn felt her vision flickering.

A burning sensation poured into her l*bia, which he kept spread without releasing. It felt like they might tear soon, yet she also had the urge to rub herself against his spreading fingers.

Thump!

With the force of his upward thrust, Evelyn unknowingly straightened her body, not knowing what to do with her convulsing body.