The Third Prince Of Darkness

"What happened?" she asked with a curious expression.

"Are you thinking of marrying my sister off to increase my power on the throne?" I suddenly asked.

Luciana was stunned and bewildered by my question. From the astonished expression in her eyes, I understood that my guess was correct.

"I-I-"

"There is no need for that, Mother. A king who gains the throne with the help of his sister is not treated like a king." I approached her, grabbed her arm, and looked at her intently. "Also, I don't want Violet to enter into a marriage she doesn't want," I added.

"I-I actually..." Luciana stammered, unable to speak.

"What? Don't hesitate, say it," I said.

"It was your sister herself who wanted this," Luciana said, lowering her head and avoiding eye contact. These words left me deeply astonished. Had Violet agreed to such a marriage of her own volition?

"What do you mean?" I asked, looking at my mother, whose voice was trembling. "Why would Violet want something like this? Does she have someone she loves?"

Luciana took a deep breath and fixed her gaze on me again. "Violet thinks this marriage is necessary for the kingdom's and your future. She believes that being by your side and supporting you will make you stronger. In fact, all she wants is to help you."

I remained silent for a moment, contemplating Violet's sacrifice. The fact that my sister was willing to take on such a great responsibility made me both proud and concerned. "I don't want to burden Violet with such a heavy load," I said quietly. "She should live her own life, find her own happiness."

Luciana looked into my eyes and said, "You should tell her that. Maybe talking to you will help her reconsider her decision."

I nodded and took a deep breath. "You're right. I need to talk to Violet."

Luciana smiled softly and gently squeezed my arm. "I trust you'll find the best way. But remember, Violet truly wants to be by your side... And I want to help you too, but it seems you're pushing me away. I hate to say this, but if one of Fiona's sons takes the throne, they'll want to kill you. So don't reject my or your sister's help.

I may not be very useful, but I'm ready to do whatever I can for you."

Luciana's words echoed in my mind as I pondered. The prospect of Fiona's sons taking the throne really sealed my fate. Rejecting the help of my sister Violet and my mother was a luxury I had only allowed myself out of pride until now.

"I understand," I said. "But I can't let Violet ruin her life just for me. Put the marriage matter on hold until I talk to my sister. Okay?"

"Okay, I'll abide by what you said, but you also listen to me. Let us help to lighten the burdens on your shoulders."

Luciana's words resonated in my mind as I took a deep breath and nodded resolutely. "Okay, Mother, I'll accept your and Violet's help. But first, I need to talk to Violet."

Luciana smiled softly, a forming in her eye. "I believe in you," she said, "and Violet believes in you too. Together, we'll overcome every challenge." She rose to her feet to kiss my cheek and I helped her by leaning down a little. after kissing me, I noticed the worry she still tried to hide in her eyes.

"Now I must go," I said.

"Take care of yourself," she replied.

I nodded to her and left the main palace. After walking for a long time, I finally reached the outer palace where Roxanne was staying, and after the guards bowed respectfully, I entered the outer palace. This was mostly where important people who had come from long journeys or guests of the royal family stayed.

After walking through the corridors of the palace for a while, I reached the room where Roxanne was staying. I stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and knocked. A graceful voice came from inside. "Come in," Roxanne said.

When I entered and she noticed me, her eyes widened with joy. She was apparently expecting someone else, and that was why there was a sweet surprise on her face. I walked towards her nonchalantly, and as she guessed what I was going to do, she sat up in her bed. After sitting on her bed, I opened my arms and waited for Roxanne to jump into my lap and hug me tightly.

With a squeal, Roxanne leaped at me and hugged me tightly. Over the past six years, her body had developed much faster than I had anticipated, and I could notice her curvy hips even through the dress that reached down to her ankles. When I started gently stroking her back with one hand and her hair with the other, she began to purr like a cat.

"Not only did you gain Fiona's trust, but you also got her to tell you her biggest secrets. Good job," I said, praising her.

Roxanne had indeed done a good job. She pulled back a little and looked into my eyes, the sparkle of victory and happiness gleaming in hers. "I would do anything for you, know that," she said.

This girl had worked tirelessly for me over the past six years. Although I was initially skeptical of her, as time passed and I witnessed her efforts, I couldn't deny her. Her deep love for me was undoubtedly genuine. Despite all this, the only reward I had given her for her service was a hug.

I had actually thought she would demand more and at some point wouldn't be satisfied with just a hug, but it seemed I was wrong.

For six years, after completing the tasks I asked of her almost every week, she had settled for just a hug as a reward and even now; she seemed content with this. In the first few years, I wanted to know when she would ask for more, but she never did. Despite her pure, deep love for me, she managed to suppress her own desires. The reason she was in my lap now was because of me.

At the end of those years, even I had told her that she should at least come into my lap when we hugged.

Ahh. Thinking back, her reaction was priceless. When I told her, she should climb into my lap and hug me, her fluster and eventual trembling ascent into my lap were truly sighted to behold. She was an inexperienced virgin, but it was unusual for her to react so intensely.

"Is this enough?" I asked about ten minutes after she had climbed into my lap.

"A-a bit more..." she stammered and blushed.

When a sudden desire surged within me, I forced myself to stop. As I stroked Roxanne's black hair, the urge to ravish this inexperienced virgin grew stronger. This desire had been increasing in a terrifying way since Emilia's death.

Ha... I'm really acting like trash. Since coming to this world, I've set two rules for myself regarding approaching women. First, never do anything to a woman against her will. Second, never do anything immoral to an underage child. The second rule was already certain to be followed because of the painful, traumatic experience I had in my previous world.

Of course, Roxanne is now an adult, and she seems madly in love with me, but if it's going to be her first time, I want it to happen in a more special way. Additionally, I am very curious about how this girl, who blushes to her ears even when I just hug her and stroke her head, will reach that point.

So I wanted to conduct a small test and I slowly lowered the hand that was on Roxanne's back. When my hand reached her waist, I noticed her flinch, but she didn't stop me. My hand went further down and rested on her buttocks. I noticed her chest rising and falling rapidly, and she was panting, but there was still no resistance.

She had buried her face completely in my chest, but I saw that her ears were red. And I kept stroking her buttocks slowly with my hands. She wasn't saying anything, but her body was reacting more than ever.

When Roxanne's hands slowly moved to my back and she involuntarily started to move her bottom, she was startled to feel something hardening under her buttocks. I noticed that she was breathing loudly now and as I began to stroke her buttocks more eagerly, her buttocks began to tremble.

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