AWWEWNR Chapter 36 🔞

His father is unaware of the Empress’s plan. In fact, no one realizes that the Empress plans to get rid of the Crown Prince and make her son Emperor. 

 

Except for the Crown Prince and his entourage.

 

“Do you understand, Hana? You are to be House Ariel. Our house, the Darkness of Hayden, must stand on the neutral side of the Empire.”

 

“…I understand, Father. Just because I’m the Crown Prince’s lover doesn’t mean my family will fall into the hands of the Imperials, so don’t worry.”

 

I may have fallen into the wrong hands because of my foolish past, but I am not the same person I once was. 

 

I intend to protect the Knights and my family with my own hands, and I refuse to let the dark magic that flows within me become useless this time.

 

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Edward saw that Tharrott had purchased the sleeping potion Delphiter, a product banned by the Empire, and the fact that he’d obtained it meant that Hanaella was probably right.

 

Aside from the purchase of the Delphiter, nothing else has raised my suspicions yet, but I’m beginning to find his sister Rosaryn’s behavior a bit disturbing. 

 

She’s been in frequent contact with the Empress’s people lately, and yesterday an invitation to the palace, bearing the Empress’s stamp of approval, arrived at her doorstep.

 

Though he had always thought he knew all the Empress’s people, Thearine was an exception. 

 

No, it was not strange that Count Thearine, a paladin, should be one of the Empress’s people, since the Great Palace was on her side. 

 

It was just that the Count’s step-sister, who was not a drop of his blood, kept struggling to catch the Empress’s eye.

 

Perhaps there was something he was missing. 

 

Edward had been spying on the Thearine siblings’ every move at Hanaella’s behest, but the meeting between Rosaryn and the Empress was something that bothered him, so he figured it couldn’t hurt to find out more.

 

Besides, he has a deal to offer, and she’s asked for a hunting partner. 

 

He didn’t know what she had to offer yet, but it seemed worth keeping an eye on her anyway.

 

And while it was still unclear what purpose Tharrott would use Delphiter for, Edward remembered Hanaella screaming that he was going to kidnap her, and decided that he had better be prepared for whatever might happen.

 

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Nervous as ever, Shia made his way to Ariel House and was escorted by the butler to Hanaella’s room. 

 

A small sigh escaped Shia’s lips as the sight of Hanaella came into view. 

 

The firelight revealed her smooth naked body, clad only in a gown courtesy of Gemma, and her hairy bush below her navel. 

 

Shia had never experienced a woman before, but he could feel his achingly stiffening shaft at how attractive and beautiful she was.

 

Gemma, who already knew about the continuation contract, wanted to ensure that Hanaella’s continuation with the Knights’ next Legionnaire would be smooth sailing, so she took it upon herself to help Belle prepare. 

 

Gemma led Shia to the bathroom, where the sight of Hanaella in nothing but a robe stunned him. 

 

When Shia freaked out at the sight of two maids standing by to attend to his bath, Gemma pushed him into the bathroom, insisting that it was for the sake of the contract. 

 

She lit a scented candle on the bedside table.

 

“Lord Shia seems very nervous. I guess it’s his first time with a woman.”

 

“Yeah. We kissed when I was tending to his wounds, but when I asked him, he said he didn’t have a lover, which is good, because it’s hard to make a lifetime covenant if you have one.”

 

Hanaella said as she brushed her hair. Despite her best efforts to remain calm, Hanaella couldn’t help but feel a little nervous and aroused at the sight of his erect member.

 

“You said you already have a relationship with the Crown Prince, so it shouldn’t hurt, and you told him about the contract, right?”

 

Gemma asked, wondering if the Crown Prince, Hanaella’s lover, would approve of such an act of overlapping bodies. 

 

The imperial family knew more than anyone else about the relationship between Ariel’s dark magic and the Knights. 

 

They were wary of a woman born in Ariel for the first time in hundreds of years signing an eternity pact with a Knights’ legionnaire.

 

For generations, the Imperials have feared the growing power of the neutral Ariel family. 

 

Enough to outlaw such contracts. 

 

Even if they weren’t, they couldn’t easily allow a newly wedded lover to enter into a relationship with another man.

 

“Is he okay with it?”

 

Hanaella hadn’t told Lloyd about the pact, but she also didn’t want to tell Gemma that she didn’t need to since they were fake lovers, so she just nodded.

 

“Good, then.”

 

Click—

 

“I’m ready.”

 

No sooner had Gemma spoken than the bathroom door clicked open, and a drenched figure stepped out. 

 

His silver, almost white hair was soaked with water that it matched the color of his dark eyes. 

 

Perhaps from washing, or perhaps from nervousness, the flushed cheeks made the piercing eyes look rather cute. 

 

The hard abs visible beneath the robe draped by the maids confirmed that he was a man.

 

“I will leave you then, and I wish you well with the agreement.”

 

A strange silence fell over the room as Gemma and the maids bowed and left. 

 

Scented candles were burning, their subtle, sweet aroma pleasing to the senses.

 

As she brushed her hair neatly, Hanaella put down the comb and pushed herself to her feet. 

 

Walking over to Shia, who stood fidgeting, unsure of where to look, she reached out and pulled off the robe he wore.

 

The robe slipped from his body and fell to the floor. She could see a faint tremor in his body, and Hanaella swallowed hard. 

 

She felt her face heat up to the point of burning as a mixture of excitement and shame washed over her.

 

With a slightly trembling hand, Hanaella gently stroked his chest. 

 

She could feel Shia’s trembling through her fingertips. 

 

Although she was trembling as well, it seemed to calm her, as he trembled visibly.

 

As Hanaella’s hand moved lower and lower, Shia jerked back, startled.

 

“Stay still,” Hanaella said in a whisper. 

 

There was a shallow tremor in her voice, despite her pretense of ease.

 

Her hand slid back down to the base of Shia’s navel, and a low moan escaped from between Shia’s lips. 

 

When Hanaella’s hand moved a little farther down, Shia instinctively pressed her lips together, squeezing her lower belly. 

 

But the moment her hand touched his burgeoning erection, Shia couldn’t hold back and grabbed her wrist.

 

“Let’s…!”

 

The short word didn’t come out complete.

 

Hanaella and Shia’s eyes met. Shia’s eyes were moist as he stared back at her with a deep red face. 

 

She’d seen those wet eyes before. The kind that made you want to hug them, the kind that triggered a protective instinct. 

 

Hanaella stared up at Shia and asked, “Why?”

 

“…”

 

“Are you scared?”

 

“…”

 

“Don’t worry, Lord Shia. It doesn’t hurt for you. It hurts my part to accept it.”

 

“…It hurts?!”

 

“Yeah. But if you put that thing on there, it won’t hurt… maybe?”

 

‘What’s that…?’ 

 

Shia’s eyes shifted to where Hanaella’s finger was pointing, paying attention to the word ‘maybe’.

 

“It’s a lubricant, to make things slippery so it doesn’t hurt when we make love, and I got it because what we’re going to do will be similar. Put it on my opening and your genitals. Oh, but before you do that, I need you to slip your fingers inside my genitals to soften them…”

 

As she spoke, Hanaella’s eyes were fixed on Shia’s genitals. 

 

She seemed to be sizing it up to see how much lubricant she needed to make sure it would slide in smoothly, and the blatant way her eyes scanned downward made Shia’s face burn like it was about to explode.

 

Sensing this, Hanaella decided that it would be better for them to be naked so that Shia would feel less embarrassed, so she began to remove the robe she was wearing. 

 

Shia’s eyes widened at the clear view of her naked body. His already erect member throbbed and cried out.

 

“Come here.”

 

Hanaella grabbed Shia’s hand and led her to the bed. 

 

Shia stumbled awkwardly onto the bed, glanced at Hanaella’s back as she went to get the lubricant, then bent to stare at his own towering erection. 

 

Despite his mind, his male instincts were running wild at the sight of her nakedness.

 

Embarrassed that Hanaella would notice his member, he clasped his hands together and covered it. 

 

But his fully engorged shaft was too big for his hands to cover, and the glans protruding above his hands made its presence known. 

 

Fortunately, Hanaella, who had brought the lubricant, hadn’t set her eyes on it.

 

Shia’s gaze lingered on her moderately swollen and coveted chest until she poured the lube directly onto her own hand. 

 

Again, it was an act of instinct overcoming reason.

 

“Here, rub it like this.”

 

Pouring the lubricant into Shia’s hand, Hanaella gestured for him to rub it between his thumb and forefinger. 

 

When he followed her lead, she climbed onto the bed and spread her legs wide in front of him.