The Tyrant Covets The S*ave Chapter 21

Boom!

 

Her heart was pounding like a very loud drum. How did this man find out the fact that she was being chased by the Vitan Imperial Army?

 

No matter how well informed he was, how could he find out so quickly?

 

Beher's clear eyes shook like the wind.

 

“…… I don't understand what Your Highness is talking about.”

 

Beher pretended to be innocent. If she acknowledged this fact, Lucai would know that she was related to the emperor. He would find out the Princess was missing.

 

If he found out that she was a spiritist. This man may also try to use her.

 

She didn't want that.

 

This was her power. She didn't want to use it for someone else.

 

The keys of the piano rang out powerfully. Each time the gentle strings of the cello were pulled, a shiver ran through her. The sound didn't quite fade away, as if attacking Beher's heart.

 

Lucai lightly grabbed her waist and swung her around. The skirt of her dress was fluttering and flapping like a butterfly. The sight drew people's attention. They didn't even blink, seemingly curious about the face beyond the veil.

 

“You really don't know?”

 

A low-pitched voice penetrated her ear. Mockingly, his breathing came in rapid bursts.

 

“I think Your Highness mistaken me for someone else.”

 

“I'm not so sure about that.”

 

Beher's shoulders stiffened at the confident sound of Lucai's voice. Her lips didn't come off easily. She didn't want him to find out who she was. It was not the time yet.

 

Even if she was supported by a noble here, it was unknown why their thoughts were.

 

Beher insisted on being innocent.

 

“I don't know what Your Highness saw and heard, but it didn't do anything wrong enough to be tracked down by the imperial army.”

 

The fact that her father was chasing her. may one day be discovered. If a crisis comes to her doorstep, she will have no choice but to ask Grand Duke Lucai for help.

 

Before that, she had to hide herself to the fullest extent. She didn't know what he would do to her if he knew. Even though she wanted him to protect her, she wanted to push him away when he approached her like this without permission.

 

Beher grabbed his shoulders tightly.

 

“I found the one that caught you in the woods.”

 

 

“And you're still going to deny it?”

 

“…It's a coincidence.”

 

Back then, when the slave merchant caught her, Beher was covered with wounds. She barely escaped and was discovered by a slave merchant that was passing through the border of all places. She tried to use spirit magic to escape, but the slave merchant, who had magic tools, easily caught Beher.

 

Shortly after that, the Vitan Empire army passed by.

 

It seemed that a slave merchant who thought the situation at the time was strange and told Grand Duke Lucai.

 

She wanted to rip his light mouth out right away, but that wasn't the issue right now.

 

“It was a coincidence, but the circumstances fit perfectly.”

 

“It's no big deal.”

 

“Does that mean you don't deny that you were chased by the Imperial Guard?

 

 

“I'm not trying to scare you by revealing your past. But it does bother me to see the vigor with which you are doing without being scared.”

 

Beher felt too complacent about his intelligence. She wanted him to pass by without knowing anything. She became nervous.

 

“Do you want something else from me?” (Beher)

 

Anything he wanted was fine but she couldn't let him grab her weakness. Beher had no choice but to raise the white flag.

 

“Isn't it obvious what I want? I just hope that you will be calm tonight and let me hold you. It would be even better if you could turn me on.”

 

Is this how all men are? Do they always desire the woman's secret place, to devour it, to be loved?

 

She had no intention of retreating now that she had decided to let him have her anyway. He brought up this subject again, meaning that if she refused him this time, it would not end in a warning.

 

“…I ask for Your Highness' guidance on the first night.”

 

 

The glamorous party at the Imperial Palace went on until late into the night. Even after the main characters of the day had left, those who remained still seemed to be entertained.

 

In the carriage with the grand duke's crest painted on it, the grand duke and his wife were quieter than ever.

 

The moonlight faintly illuminated the inside of the carriage. The sound of bamboo brushing could be easily heard. It was dreary, as if a spiritual presence was about to appear. It was perfect for hiding the tense atmosphere between them.

 

Beher and Lucai looked blankly at the window, not saying anything to each other.

 

Click!

 

The carriage door opened. Lucy and Ben had come to pick them up. They guided them into the couple room, which had been prepared beforehand.

 

It was a new room, but there was nothing special about it except for the flower petals on the bed. A big, wide bed and a sofa. They would be in the room together for a long time to come, and there were books and various kinds of wine in the room.

 

Click~

 

She heard the sound of the door closing. All that was left now was to be held in his arms.

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“May I take a bath first?”

 

“…As you wish.”

 

Lucai stood by the window, looking tired, and untied the uniform he was wearing. His eyes were a little unraveled, but they also looked sensually appealing.

 

Beher went into the bathroom on the other side of the room. The large bathtub was decorated with red roses and scented oil. The steam rising from the tub made her tense body feel as if it were melting away.

 

She dipped one foot into the tub. The temperature was just right. When she was fully immersed in relief, the water flooded her body.

 

Beher took a deep breath in the steam.

 

She was using the Grand Duke for revenge, but she felt guilty about herself frequently. Not to be loved and held, just a tool to be used.

 

What was there to be afraid of, and why was she hesitating now? The fragrant oil and the petals that the world was envious of. She didn't forget this was a preparation for Grand Duke Lucai.

 

The wedding was over. As long as he held her, she would have a lot of time for herself from now on. Then it wouldn't be too late to start looking for the materials she had been trying to find.

 

'Ron, I will try to find a way to destroy the devil as you wish.'

 

She had an idea why Ron had emphasized the devil. Somehow, it was something related to her father.

 

She wanted the warmth of the moment to wash over her, but she couldn't stay long. Today was not a time for her alone. It was time that she had to share with Grand Duke Lucai.

 

She put on a gown, not even thinking about wiping herself. Water trickled down from her red hair.

 

She put on the moderately sheer gown and walked out, and before she knew it, the moonlight was visible and only an orange glow drifted through the air.

 

The room could be brightened with magic, but Grand Duke Lucai preferred the dimness. When she asked Lucy why, she said that there was no way to know what kind of traps would be hidden behind magic. The Grand Duke was a suspicious man.

 

He was a very powerful man in the empire. It was natural for him to have the idea that he could be assassinated.

 

“…did you finish washing up?”

 

At the sound of someone's presence, Lucai turned and looked at Beher. She was nervous.

 

He walked closer to her. He gently grabbed a handful of her dampened red hair and pulled it close to his face and took a deep breath.

 

His behavior was strange, but Beher didn't stop him. Perhaps it was natural behavior for a married couple.

 

“You didn't dry your hair. You should've used magic.”

 

She could make wind to dry the hair, but she didn't want to waste her energy on that. She had to save her energy just in case.

 

“Leaning on the light of the moon would probably dry up on its own.”

 

“…It won't.”

 

 

“As you share the warmth of your body, it will dry out on its own. In fact, it might even get more damp.”

 

The look in Lucai's eyes was endlessly hot. It was a face that wanted to swallow her immediately. He casually spat out a sensual line.

 

She thought he would lose his patience and jumped on her when he saw her gown that showed off her breastbone. But she didn't run away, and Lucai was relaxed.

 

Soon after, Lucai went to the bathroom to wash up and came out. A trickle of water fell from the ends of his wet hair. His firm chest, visible through his gown, looked moist.

 

Somehow… she could see why the women wanted to be with him.

 

“Come here.”

 

Lucai extended his arm. Seeing that he was asking her to come even though he could approach her, it meant that he wanted to hug her first.

 

“…I will do as you wish.”

 

Beher approached him without fear. Each time she did, her footprints were neatly etched on the floor. Her fingertips reached his shoulder. His scent was spreading.

 

“More.”

 

It was a word with no purpose, but Beher knew exactly what it meant.

 

It was a word that told her to hold him even more.

 

It was troublesome to order her to do so because he could just take her right away, but he urged Beher to hug him. She had no choice but to do as he wished.

 

“Come on.”

 

She had no intention of running away. Beher was happy to lean her head against his chest.

 

Throb. Thump, thump, thump.

 

His heart was beating loudly. Or was it her heart that was beating?

Leaning against him and listening to his heartbeat was as peaceful as listening to a lullaby. Lucai held her more tightly.

 

His arms hugged her waist and shoulders. Her red hair was trapped in his arms. His chin placed the top of her head.

 

“Are you ready?”

 

There's no such thing as ready, is there? Because she didn't have a choice.

 

“Do as you please.”

 

The bell rang announcing the beginning. The pale moonlight was gently obscured by the clouds. All that was left was the flickering candlelight. The shadows that had been frozen in place stirred a little. It immediately began to move violently.

 

“Ha….!”

 

His lips were hungry for hers. He sucked her lips all the way in as if they were coated with honey. She could taste the blood. Her soft skin was ravished by the man.

 

Beher meekly opened her lips. The squishy tongue invaded as if it had been waiting for her. Beher flinched at the tongue filling her mouth.

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