Who Stole The Empress Chapter 109

Chapter 109. There's only two of us

 

 

By the time the sighs poured on the back of his neck deepened, he raised himself.

 

“…… I'm going to take a bath.” (Tamon)

 

“What?” (Roselyn)

 

“It's hot.” (Tamon)

 

There was not a drop of sweat on his forehead as such, but his face looked desperate.

 

Roselyn unconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes, aware of the smell of burning flesh that was still faint in the air.

 

 

She caught him, and with a more surprised look on her face, Roselyn let go of the hem of his clothes.

 

Just the thought of a snake was vaguely disgusting, but when she finally saw a dead snake, it was even more horrifying.

 

“If you're going to go, leave your dagger with me.”

 

Roselyn rattled off an excuse that wasn't an excuse for catching him late.

 

She barely had to suppress the flush on her face, wondering why she was pathetic. Looking at her intently, Tamon pulled something out of his luggage bag and sprinkled it around.

 

“What is it?”

 

“It's monster's bone powder.”

 

His words caught Roselyn off guard for a moment.

 

Monster's bone powder.

 

Come to think of it, why didn't she think Tamon would have that?

 

It was a powder made by drying and grinding the most useless parts of the monster's remains.

 

It was a necessity for travelers, when they passed through or stayed in dangerous areas, they could avoid a few considerable beast attacks by sprinkling it around them.

 

“If you had that, why didn't you sprinkle it earlier?” (Roselyn)

 

Tamon laughed at the gasp-inducing question.

 

The way she looked at him was even more amusing.

 

It looked like he did it on purpose.

 

'I don't know if I should call him a fox  or a wolf.'

 

“I've sprinkled this on the ground, so it won't attract too many mountain animals. I'll be right by the riverbank, so if anything happens, just holler at me.”

 

Tamon spoke briskly, then stood up quickly.

 

And as soon as Tamon sat up, Roselyn immediately realized why he was hot.

 

 

She bowed her head, startled.

 

She seemed to be in a panic every time she saw it. (*she saw his erect manhood…)

 

'Why did he do that again…?' 

 

Roselyn really didn't do anything, so she couldn't understand how it had happened.

 

The words, “I can't tell if he's a fox or a wolf,” were canceled.

 

Tamon was a full-blown wolf in a fox mask.

 

Unable to raise his red face and fidgeting, Tamon laughed and ruffled her hair.

 

“I'll cool it down on my own, so stay here.” (Tamon)

 

Roselyn didn't answer, but stared at Tamon's back as he moved away.

 

The back of him who crept into the darkness felt strangely friendly.

 

 

“Why isn't he coming?”

 

It had been a while since Tamon had gone to the riverside.

 

Once he left, sleep did not return, and Roselyn counted all the stars in the sky, but even then Tamon did not come back.

 

There was no way anything could happen to the man, but he still didn't come back, and that bothered her inwardly.

 

“…Let's wait a little longer.”

 

Roselyn glanced in the direction he had disappeared, then counted the stars again.

 

Just as jewels were hiding through the spilled black ink, stars in the darkness shone brightly.

 

She counted the stars from this side of the sky to that side of the sky, but Tamon still did not come back.

 

“Did he drown in the water?”

 

Eventually, Roselyn got up from her seat.

 

She stared into the darkness where he had disappeared.

 

Come to think of it, she had fallen asleep as soon as she lay down and couldn't even wash her face.

 

“I'm not going to go look for him, I'm going to wash my face. I'm going to wash my hands……….”

 

She muttered an excuse, and stepped cautiously.

 

The quiet darkness made her cower in the shade of the trees.

 

Only the sound of shuffling footsteps echoed quietly as she stepped on the dry soil and leaves.

 

After a few steps in this way, she heard the sound of water.

 

Tamon said the riverside was near, but it seemed really close.

 

The moon was bright as she passed through the shade of the trees. It was not at all difficult to see ahead.

 

The river was quite large and wide, and the current was appropriate.

 

Round stones were seen in transparent water.

 

“It's cool.”

 

When she gently dipped her hand, she realized that her body was hot.

 

It felt good to put her hands in the cool, clear water.

 

After washing her hands up to her elbows, she looked around, but she couldn't see Tamon.

 

Roselyn looked around some more.

 

When she looked at the side where the river bent and the huge rock interfered with the flow velocity, she saw a familiar back.

 

'Tamon', she tried to call out, but her tongue froze.

 

The huge back, wet and reflecting the moonlight, wriggled flexibly.

 

The thick shoulders and taut, tense muscles under the moonlight was perfect, illuminating the movement of those muscles as they were. The water flowed smoothly near his firm buttocks.

 

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She could see his tense jaws, even the creased forehead as he roughly swept his wet hair.

 

Roselyn dipped her hand directly into the water to see how cold the water in that river was.

 

The water temperature was so cold that it cooled down the hot heat at once.

 

Tamon must have spent quite a long time in that water.

 

Yet he still looked as hot as ever.

 

His shoulders tense with languid tension, his lips exhaling slowly, and his heat, which could not be helped by the cold water, reached her a few steps away.

 

He was in a state of rage that was unlikely to subside.

 

She could see his lips and his hands and arms moving up and down nervously at a moderate speed.

 

“……ha.”

 

The low, sinking voice, laced with sighs, could be heard by Roselyn.

 

Was this why he said he would go to calm himself down and didn't come back?

 

Tamon's body, half submerged in water, was as beautiful as a sculpture, and Roselyn stared at his appearance, unable to take her eyes off him.

 

His strong body was the toughness itself.

 

Tamon's body was so sensual that it could have been the most beautifully made form of every muscle in his body.

 

Nevertheless, this was not right.

 

It was definitely not right to peek into someone's secret time. (Masturbating)

 

Her mouth felt dry as if she was in a desert. The sound of her beating heart was cutting through her ribs and threatening to burst out.

 

Holding her breath, Roselyn stepped back with her trembling legs.

 

At that moment, Tamon turned back around.

 

Roselyn couldn't move as her eyes met his.

 

However, he just looked at her calmly with a face that was neither surprised nor ashamed.

 

“It's because you didn't come back……..”

 

That was another excuse.

 

Roselyn was self-mocking, but she couldn't quickly come up with a better one.

 

It was an excuse, but it was true, and it was true, but she felt somewhat ashamed.

 

At her whispering words, Tamon suddenly smiled drowsily.

 

Then he sped up his hand's movements as he watched her.

 

Roselyn struggled to breathe, and the way he looked at her even more debauched.

 

Why this man…..

 

When Roselyn breathed heavily in surprise, Tamon bit his lips and smiled.

 

Roselyn's heart felt like it was going to burst once more.

 

No, she didn't even know it was already broken.

 

How could the man be so debaucherous in a new way every time?

 

Or maybe his eyes have already been corrupted by the way he looked at her.

 

“Asha…”

 

The voice calling for her was wet and seductive.

 

With that sound, all of Roselyn's movements were shut down.

 

“Asha…”

 

Tamon called her again.

 

Despite his obscenity, his voice calling her was affectionate.

 

With a devilish smile, he held out his hand towards her, trying to play God.

 

“Come here.”

 

She saw his hand reaching out towards her.

 

It was the hand that had been held out to her so many times after she came back to life.

 

At some point, she was so used to that hand that she wanted to hold it as soon as she saw it.

 

After a short deep breath, Roselyn took off her clothes.

 

Unlike the panicked look on her face earlier, her hands were calm as she slowly took off her jacket.

 

Tamon watched her without missing a single thing.

 

His red eyes, a mixture of reverence, praise and admiration, and deep desire, stared passionately at her as if they were burning her.

 

Roselyn's mind was strangely quiet, unlike when she stole a glance at him by accident.

 

Leaving her thin slip dress behind, Roselyn walked into the river.

 

She was standing in front of Tamon when the water from her calves reached her thighs and then hit her waist.

 

“There's only two of us here.”

 

“……Yes.”

 

With a water-soaked hand, Tamon stroked her cheek.

 

“We don't have to worry about anything, it's just the two of us.”

 

His wet lips caressed her earlobes.

 

She liked what Tamon said.

 

As he said, at this moment, she felt as if only he and her existed in the world.

 

No regrets, no revenge, no feeling of inadequacy, no enemy, no calculated relationship, just the two of them.

 

“Yes.”

 

Tamon's lips, which came down slowly, held her lips.

 

Roselyn wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes.

 

His hard body pressed up against hers. Tamon. Tamon Krasis. She hugged him without thinking, without calculating anything. There was nothing but heat for this man. 

 

The heat, the fierceness, and the blind faith in her. 

 

“So, for now, don't think about anything else.”

 

Roselyn smiled faintly at his words. Nothing but his heart overflowed and warmed her. It was so naked, so full, that it made her heart throb.

 

 “You're really.”

 

…So exhilarating, so dangerous. And she was greedy for more.

 

Roselyn suppressed her jumping heart and bit Tamon's lips as if devouring it.

 

The moonlight was shining brightly on them.

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