Chapter 10: Women in the reverse world?
Liora and Zyra were angry at her, but then Zyra said in a calm voice that they needed to take Arthur. She couldn't let a weak human like him stay on the cold floor as he would easily get sick, especially a man like him.
"Liora, we should take Arthur back to his room. We can't let him stay here. Let me carry him, and you should follow me." A sharp glint could be seen on Zyra's face as who wouldn't want to accomplish their fantasies of prince-carrying a handsome man like Arthur?
Liora knows she can sometimes get easily emotional, but she is not a fool and sees what Zyra is trying to do in front of her, so she says in an annoyed voice,
"No! I will carry him; you should follow after me."
Both of them are looking into each other's black eyes intensely as sparks of lightning can be seen between them. Neither is going to back down when something as precious as the opportunity to prince-carry a handsome man is in front of them. They had the same thought in mind.
'Do you think I am a fool?'
'Do you think I am a fool?'
A minute passed, and neither of them had any intention of backing down, so Zyra suggested they compromise, as she didn't think they could get anywhere otherwise.
"Okay, I will make this sacrifice for you, my friend Liora. You will first carry him for half the distance, then from there I will carry him the rest of the way."
She gave her friend a stern look and finished her words.
"Are you alright with this?"
Liora, seeing how easily her friend had given her the first opportunity to carry him, felt grateful and happily accepted her offer.
"Okay, Zyra, I agree!!"
Liora, having decided what to do, used wind magic to carefully lift his body from the ground and extend her hands as he lay comfortably in them.
She didn't try to touch him in the wrong places, as she knew that if he found out, he might think she was a creepy woman who only went after men to satisfy herself.
So, she carefully put one hand between his knees and the other behind his back, carrying him as if he were the most delicate thing in the world. For a woman like her, it was easy to carry a man without even considering she was an elf because of how they were naturally stronger than them.
She walked at a steady pace as Zyra followed after her, pleased by how her friend had handled everything.
Liora reached the halfway point in 10 minutes, which would have normally taken her about 5, walking at the speed of a normal human. However, she intentionally slowed down to enjoy her time.
Zyra didn't complain about this, as she understood that it was hard for her friend to let go of a handsome man like Arthur while prince-carrying him. She fully understood her as a woman but was also excited for her own turn.
After taking Arthur in her hands, Zyra carried him just like her friend and also didn't forget to slow down, but suddenly she heard her friend's words.
"Zyra, do you think we have become cuck queens?"
In this world, where morality is reversed, sharing your man with another woman could earn you the title of the cuck queen from society, which is something women are not proud to have, as mostly no one wanted that to happen. Her voice broke a little, but she tried to continue as she was ashamed of this as a womanly elf.
"Li-Like S-Sharing our L-Love an-and In fu-future–"
She was about to continue when she heard her friend's resolute voice in her ears. Neither of them could see each other's faces, as both were looking at the ground while discussing this.
"Liora, you are wrong. We aren't cuck queens, but we are just good friends who love the same man and decided to share him with each other," her face was completely red as she shouted this, knowing it was just to comfort herself.
Even she knew they were cuck queens since they had decided to share their man. However, she didn't want to accept it, so she tried to justify herself by saying these words.
Liora took her words seriously and thought that maybe they weren't wrong. However, there was still something that bothered her more than being called a cuck queen.
"But Zyra, how are you sure Arthur would accept something as disgraceful as this, like being with two women at the same time?" She took a deep breath and said her final words.
"Don't you think he would feel that doing something like this is disgusting as a man? Men love their pure body and only share it with the woman they love."
"And I don't think someone as honest and pure as Arthur would ever do something disgusting like this."
Zyra, hearing her words, now realized how naive she was. Could someone like Arthur, who didn't even notice their obvious hints, ever agree to share himself between her and Liora?
"You are right, Liora. Why have we been talking to ourselves all this time when the decision is always in Arthur's hands?"
She realized that only one of them could have a handsome man like him and made herself clear with sadness in her words.
"Liora, whoever ends up with Arthur is something we can't decide, but whatever happens, we will always be friends."
They had just been in a life-or-death situation, and their friendship had become even stronger than before. Still, deep inside, like every woman, they had schemed to win him over faster than the other. Liora genuinely replied to her friend's words with a natural smile.
"Of course, we will always be friends, Zyra." But behind that smile, she was also thinking of winning over a pure man like Arthur first.
But all of this was hidden behind the smile they gave each other along the way.
Now they finally reached a wooden structure resembling a building, the only difference being that a skilled wood elf made it using her magic. Like this one, there were several other wooden buildings a few meters away from each other. Seeing how many designs were etched onto its walls, with trees and flowers covering the area, was a beautiful sight.
The contrast was stark compared to the barren mine they had walked through. Zyra, who was carrying Arthur, walked in front of one of the buildings while Liora followed closely behind. They had gathered the attention of all the other half-elves who were either guarding or simply enjoying their time outside.
With their sharp eyes, it was easy for them to notice Arthur being carried by Zyra. Seeing the most handsome man in her arms made them feel jealous and mostly angry. As womanly elves, all of them had their eyes on a handsome, pure man like Arthur, and their pride felt hurt when they saw this sight in front of them.
Being women, they wouldn't talk this out, and most of the half-elves started gathering around, blocking Zyra's way, having similar thoughts.
'I can't let these lecherous women take advantage of Arthur in front of me. I have to teach these bitches a lesson.'
Prince-carrying Arthur in front of them was clearly mocking their pride, and as women, they were not going to take this lightly.