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Chapter 32 - A Sudden Reckoning

Henry's serious expression deepened as he began explaining the gravity of the war situation.

"Ariel, I know it's been difficult, but I must focus on the strategy. One misstep could cost us everything."

Ariel listened intently, her eyes sparkling with understanding.

But as Henry continued, Ariel's gaze drifted, her thoughts visibly shifting.

Without warning, she rose from the couch and stood before Henry.

Her slender fingers grasped the ties of her gown, and with a fluid motion, she slipped out of the garment.

The fabric pooled at her feet, revealing Ariel's breathtaking beauty.

Henry's eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat.

Ariel's porcelain skin glowed in the soft candlelight, her curves enticing. Her full breasts lay perfectly on her chest, their gentle swell beckoning.Her hips, a masterpiece of elegance, invited Henry's gaze to linger.

Ariel's body was perfection incarnate.

Henry's resolve shattered.

"How the hell have I been avoiding this?" he thought, his mind reeling.

Ariel's voice, husky and confident, cut through his trance.

"Am I not also important, Henry?"

Her words struck Henry's conscience.

He had neglected Ariel, prioritizing war over love.

Ariel's eyes, bright as stars, searched his.

Henry's heart pounded, his pulse racing.

He drank in the sight of Ariel, his senses overwhelmed.

Her raven hair cascaded down her back, framing her stunning figure.

Her lips, inviting and soft, curved into a gentle smile.

Ariel's presence commanded Henry's attention.

He felt the weight of his neglect, the ache of longing.

Henry's thoughts swirled:

"Why have I denied myself this joy?"

"What foolishness has kept me from her?"

As Ariel stood before him, radiant and beautiful, Henry knew.

He could no longer ignore the love that stood naked before him.

"Ariel," Henry whispered, his voice a gentle summer breeze.

His thumb grazed her lips, sending shivers down her spine.

"Don't ever think I don't want you," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I do... but I'm afraid to hurt you."

A dark flicker danced in his eyes, a hint of vulnerability.

"You know I can," he continued, his voice laced with caution. "I have no control over my powers now."

Ariel's heart skipped a beat, but she stood firm.

"But you wouldn't," she said, her voice steady.

Henry's face drew closer, his breath warm against her skin.

"Hmmm," he hummed, his voice a sensual rumble.

Ariel's lips brushed against his ear, her whisper a sultry promise.

"Fill me with your baby seeds."

Henry's body stiffened, his eyes flashing with desire.

Ariel's whispered words still lingered in the air, igniting a fire within Henry.

But how had she mustered the courage to speak them?

Days ago, Ariel had sought out Yelena, her personal maid, trusted friend and confidante.

"My queen, what brings you here? You should've just sent for me, I would've come to you." Yelena said, noticing Ariel's flushed cheeks.

Ariel's voice barely rose above a whisper.

"Yelena, I need help. Henry...he's distant. I want to draw him closer."

Yelena's eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Ah, seduction! I'm happy to guide you."

Ariel's shyness deepened, but Yelena reassured her.

"Trust me, dear. This will work."

Yelena led Ariel to a secluded garden, where they sat amidst blooming flowers.

"First, confidence is key," Yelena instructed. "Own your beauty."

Ariel listened intently as Yelena shared secrets of seduction.

"Eye contact, gentle touches, and whispered promises," Yelena enumerated.

Ariel's cheeks burned, but she was determined.

Yelena leaned in, a sly grin spreading.

"Now, the final trick. Whisper this in his ear: 'Fill me with your baby seeds.'"

Ariel's eyes widened.

"Yelena, that's...bold!"

Yelena chuckled.

"Trust me, it's potent. Men can't resist the promise of creation."

Ariel's doubts dissipated, replaced by curiosity.

"Will it truly work?"

Yelena winked.

"Try it, and you'll have him all to yourself.

Henry's eyes blazed with desire, his arms wrapping tightly around her.

Ariel's heart soared.

Yelena's secret had unlocked Henry's passion.

Their lips met in a fervent kiss, the world around them dissolving. Ariel's words had ignited a fire within Henry, melting his resolve.

His arms enveloped her, pulling her close, as their lips collided in a passionate explosion of desire and longing.

But just as Henry's passion reached its peak, Ariel suddenly broke the kiss. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she whispered, "I'm feeling sleepy, goodnight."

Henry's face fell, his desire-laden eyes pleading for more. But Ariel's expression remained resolute, her gentle smile masking the subtle punishment she inflicted. For making her wait, for neglecting their love, Henry would have to endure the ache of unfulfilled longing.

Henry watched, bewildered, as Ariel slipped into her night gown and laid down on her bed, leaving him burning with desire. His mind reeled, "What sorcery is this?" He thought, his heart still racing. Ariel's sudden retreat had left him yearning, his passion simmering just below the surface.

Little did Henry know, Ariel's tactics were only the beginning. She would ensure he understood the true depth of his neglect and the power of her love. The game had begun, and Henry was about to discover the full force of Ariel's affection.