Chapter 26. The Princess Permission Is Not a Simple Matter
[You heard Artorius invitation.]
[You didn't respond immediately, instead, you silently looked at him.]
[This made him worried, unsure if he had said something wrong.]
"Sorry, Mr. Ian, if you're busy, then forget it." Artorius politely tried to retract his request.
"However, I am still very grateful for your help."
After saying that, Artorius turned to leave, preparing to face the awkwardness of going back to his room.
"Wait a moment." Ian spoke, stopping him.
"You... are you really going to do this?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you should only have the money from selling the apples left, right?"
This wasn't Ian talking nonsense.
He had checked Artorius's body under the guise of a search—there could be no other belongings except the money that Ian had generously given him earlier.
"And yet, you're planning to spend it? Are you sure you don't mind?"
"It's fine," Artorius quickly responded, sensing the change in the situation. "Even though this is the money earned from selling apples, I can still spend a little."
"Moreover—"
Artorius looked directly at Ian, smiling slightly.
"If my father and brother find out I accepted a favor without knowing how to repay it, it would surely make them ashamed."
The young man's gaze was sincere and straightforward, to the point that Ian couldn't refute him.
After a moment of hesitation, Ian gave an answer that wasn't entirely precise.
"Alright, I understand."
"But, I'm not sure if I'll have time. So, let's do this—if I don't show up at the hotel door by noon tomorrow, just consider it that I don't have the time, alright?"
"Noon, you say?"
Artorius nodded, his expression showing clear understanding.
"Got it."
[After exchanging a few pleasantries, you bid Artorius farewell.]
[At this point, you realize how late it has gotten.]
[You think about Morgan.]
[You rush towards the palace.]
[Carefully avoiding prying eyes on the way, you finally arrive safely in front of Morgan's room.]
[You gently knock on the door, waiting for Morgan to open it.]
Creeeak—
The wooden handle turns, and the heavy door slowly opens.
However, Morgan's figure does not appear behind the door as usual.
Ian feels a bit confused.
But since the door has already opened, he knows staying outside isn't a good idea.
"Princess, I'm coming in."
After Ian spoke, he stepped into the room.
Almost simultaneously, as Ian entered, the door slammed shut with a "boom."
Morgan stepped out from the shadows.
Tonight, the princess was wearing only a thin white dress, a garment ill-suited for the autumn weather.
The moonlight filtered through the glass window, gently falling onto her smooth, fair skin, reflecting the almost perfect shape of her body in the dim light.
She took slow steps toward Ian until she pushed him onto the bed.
She leaned over, one hand pressing against Ian's ear, the other holding his cheeks, while her right knee, under the thin dress, pressed against his "soft sword."
"Ian, why are you so late today? Where have you been?"
"Princess, something unexpected happened."
[You explain to Morgan about meeting Artorius while concealing traces.]
[You don't hide any details.]
[Including, but not limited to, his delicate appearance to the point of making his gender ambiguous, and his very polite manner of speaking.]
[After hearing this, Morgan temporarily releases her grip.]
[However, her knee presses even closer.]
"From your tone, I feel like..."
Morgan looked at Ian, a hint of melancholy in her blue eyes.
"It seems like you admire that person, don't you?"
"Princess, I'll be honest with you." Ian raised both hands in a surrender gesture.
"Artorius truly meets many of my standards."
"But I must emphasize that he is a real man, and my desire burns only within the body of the princess."
The corners of Morgan's mouth curved into a small smile.
Her knee gently pressed into the bed—where it should have been somewhere else.
"Ian, you're becoming bolder."
"That's thanks to the princess's tolerance."
"Is that so?" Morgan slowly lowered herself, pressing against Ian's chest.
The princess, who was usually hard to approach, now listened to the heartbeat of the knight beneath her.
Her fingers lightly traced across his collarbone, whispering softly.
"So... have you dealt with him?"
"Princess, the situation with Artorius is quite special."
Ian cooperatively placed his hand on Morgan's waist.
It was a slender waist that made one reluctant to let go.
"At the moment, I can't kill him right away, otherwise, if he doesn't return before the agreed-upon day, it will be harder to handle."
"So, what do you plan to do?" Morgan asked again.
"Well, actually, tomorrow he will invite me once more. I want to use this opportunity to learn more about him."
"Is that so?"
Morgan slightly raised her head, looking at Ian.
Her beautiful blue eyes contained a subtle control.
"Ian, you're not lying to me, are you?"
"You must know how much betraying you would hurt me."
"Princess." Ian didn't avoid Morgan's gaze, "Although saying this might make you feel that I am somewhat ungrateful..."
"But both my body and soul belong to you. I am willing to kill anyone for you, and I'm also ready to give up my life for you."
"May I ask—"
"Is there anyone around you more loyal to you than I am?"
Upon hearing this, Morgan's knee on the bed slid down a little, no longer as resolute as before.
This made her seem as though she was sitting on a warhorse, her legs slightly spread apart.
"Mm, you do have a point."
"But, Ian, there is one thing I want to tell you."
"Princess, may I ask what that is?"
Morgan traced her finger across Ian's cheek.
"The part of you that belongs to me, it's not just your body and soul."
"Tonight, I want you to be the best warhorse of mine, understood?"
"...Understood, Princess."
[You and Morgan spend another sweet night together.]
[You still remember her request to hear a morning greeting from you.]
[Therefore, you deliberately wait for her to wake up before leaving.]
[Though this makes leaving much more difficult.]
[But in the end, you safely make it outside the palace.]
[You arrive at the hotel door, much earlier than the time you had agreed upon.]
[But to your surprise, Artorius is already waiting there.]
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