Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom 122
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 122

nostalgic night
“How can you do this without consulting!”
Duke Brion, who came to the detached palace, shouted at Llewelyn. There was no way the Duke of Brion would approve of Delphina’s return. Because of this, he was the most objectionable.
I did just that. If Llewelyn drove out Pamela and put Delphina in her place, that would be a blow to the back of Duke Brion.
“Duke, calm down.”
“Are you really looking now?”
“I will never give power to Queen Delphina again.”
“How can you believe that… … !”
“You just have to order the White Knights you sent in to watch.”
Llewelyn sighed. The Duke of Brion stared at Llewelyn as if to kill him. However, she could not use violence or swear against Llewelyn like Pamela. The enemy knights standing behind her stared at the peacock with fierce expressions.
“… … now!”
“Your brother is still on the throne. I have no reason or no intention to usurp until my brother inherits the throne.”
“… … .”
“If you think I’m weird, wouldn’t it be okay to enter the palace under the pretext that your brother is threatened?”
Llewelyn said a little annoyed.
“Princess, what do you think?”
“What do you think, did I tell you before?”
Llewelyn frowned.
“The Duke has more insight than I, who is still young, so you will understand what I mean.”
“what… … .”
Duke Brion wrinkled his brow. Llewelyn said in a low-pitched voice.
“I’m not done yet.”
She brought up a long story. Soon, Duke Brion’s expression widened. He raised the corners of his lips.
“Like you said, you are going to see the end.”
*
At the sound of knocking, Llewelyn replied to come in. The door swung open.
The lights in the room were off, and only a small candle by the bed gave off a faint light.
Tristan opened the door and saw Llewelyn wearing a gown.
Tristan paused. Llewelyn’s thin gown was transparent. Llewelyn smiled as she brushed her wet hair to one side.
Llewelyn also saw Tristan. He was wearing a shirt, knowing what was going to happen today. Did he also have a change of heart?
Even when mixing his body, he was dressed in unruffled clothes.
He walked over to Llewelyn and hugged her.
“Did you fight Prince Biserk?”
“Yes?”
“Why did you choose me over Prince Biserk?”
“Did you not want it?”
Llewelyn tilted her head. It was something she said lightly, but Tristan’s reply was a sigh of relief.
It wasn’t because I wanted him.
“You don’t want to see Biserk? You must be concerned about cutting off the arm of your predecessor.”
That was a very accurate point. Instead of saying more, Llewelyn grabbed his shirt, which was slightly wide open, and spread it apart with both hands. The button fell off while fighting.
A bulging chest was visible. Llewelyn rested her head on her chest.
“It seems that I am basically sleeping with Alman, no, the Duke of Biserk.”
“… … Wasn’t it? I think I like him.”
I wouldn’t have asked before. I was afraid that I would collapse if I heard the truth from Llewelyn’s mouth, or that I would fall apart and go crazy.
Llewelyn smiled and smacked his forehead against his bare chest.
“Do you see that?”
“Yes.”
“Alman said he thought I liked you.”
Tristan gave a puzzled expression.
“I don’t know yet.”
do you like someone Even though my heart is covered, it seems like something is blocking it. It sounds like it’s not.
“And now it doesn’t matter.”
Llewelyn has the curse of having to hug a man. A curse was protecting her, and she was suddenly acting strangely capricious.
There is no reason to reject Tristan.
If you like Almondite, there is no way you can easily nod your head to Tristan’s suggestion. If so, I would have asked Almondite, not Tristan.
How could he fall in love with someone who didn’t keep the so-called fidelity?
Llewelyn took off her gown, revealing her naked body. Tristan looked at the body. Reddish-brown hair and red lips, even darker than candlelight.
As water dripped from her un-dried hair, water dripped down between her breasts. Tristan couldn’t bear it any longer and hugged Llewelyn. Every time I touched the soft skin, my body got hotter.
He hugged Llewelyn tightly. Two voluptuous chunks of flesh were crushed. His strong arms were like snakes. Tristan felt warmth in Llewelyn’s body for a very long time.
Llewelyn also heard Tristan’s heartbeat. He had a hard expression on his face, but his heart was loud and fast.
He grabbed Llewelyn’s waist and lightly hugged her, looking at Llewelyn.
“Princess.”
“Yes.”
“This moment is good.”
Tristan enjoyed this moment. The moment when he was recognized as Llewelyn’s man. The trust that we could mix our bodies was sometimes painful, but now we have decided to appreciate this moment.
Llewelyn’s feet fell off the floor and she wrapped her arms around Tristan’s neck. When their eyes met, Tristan brought her face to face and kissed Llewelyn.
They put their lips together and mixed their breath with each other. A moderately hot piece of flesh warmed my body. He kissed very slowly and fiercely.
After dropping Llewelyn, he smiled at her and took off his clothes. It had been a long time since I had mixed my body, so I was embarrassed to see it again.
Although he always seemed the coldest, Tristan’s body wanted Llewelyn the most intensely.
Llewelyn wrapped her arms around Tristan’s neck. Tristan said, looking at her red face that was short of breath.
“Why are you here already?”
Tristan grinned as Llewelyn closed her eyes and felt the warm warmth. Tristan wasn’t the only one who wanted warmth.
The sweet scent made my mind wander. She wouldn’t know how fragrant and seductive this scent is. Tristan kissed Llewelyn’s neck deeply. Red marks were engraved.
Llewelyn was hot, and Tristan was too. Not even worth the time he had to go to bed, he lifted one of Llewelyn’s legs.
“Ah!”
He slowly moved his back. It was a strange and smooth movement. Llewelyn lifted her heel to match the heavy height, and Tristan grabbed Llewelyn’s waist and lifted her to match the height.
Confused by the sudden gesture, Llewelyn hugged Tristan’s neck again and buried her head.
“Ugh!”
The bite I had with him after a long time was still difficult. But his slow movement made Llewelyn’s voice sweeter. Llewelyn stood up and bit Tristan’s shoulder.
Still, his body did not shake. She groaned and moved her body. The moan in his ear must have excited Tristan.
He carried Llewelyn to the bed while holding Llewelyn in that position. As he laid Llewelyn down, she let out a brief shout.
“iced coffee!”
As his posture became more comfortable, his movements became unstoppable. Even when Llewelyn tried to hold back, a continuous sound came out.
“Ugh!”
“The sound, the sound, still drives me crazy.”
Tristan took a low breath. His steel body tormented Llewelyn without getting tired.
A dull sound echoed through the quiet room. Is it because of the movement? The candles swayed to and fro, and the entangled shadows also shook.
Llewelyn put her in Tristan’s arms with a watery expression on her face. Although ‘love’ is not predicated on him, he has always wanted to mate with Llewelyn.
Tristan pressed her lips to the two swaying pieces of flesh. Llewelyn unknowingly twisted her back.
Still, he was heavy and dizzy. It was always a crude movement, but it stimulated her sensitive areas most intensely.
Llewelyn saw Tristan’s enemy. He made eye contact.
“Did I miss you?”
he asked in a suffocating voice. it was so desperate
Llewelyn nodded her head. Then Tristan happily kissed Llewelyn’s lips. Thought it was a brief kiss, Tristan buried her lips in Llewelyn’s.
“Ugh!”
His tongue drenched Llewelyn. His back continued to provoke her harshly. Tristan was thought to be the most humble, but greedy.
While coveting everything about her, she continued to move her gorgeous wheat-colored skin to penetrate Llewelyn’s insides.
Seeing Tristan digging into her, Llewelyn let out a sweet breath. Tristan’s longing for her was unstoppable.
*
It was Rosalie who came to take care of Llewelyn’s mother. Rosalie watched the queen. Delphina was quietly looking out the window.
She screamed like Pamela and didn’t do all the evil. But there was always anger on her dull face.
Is that Princess Llewelyn’s mother?
Looking back, the atmosphere was remarkably similar.
“What is Llewelyn doing?”
A few days later, Delphina spoke to Rosalie. It was a really kind question.
“Now, you are having a conversation with the ministers.”
“like that. Fortunately, he seems to be doing well.”
Delphina smiled brightly. A kind smile appeared on her face.
Rosalie tilted her head. Didn’t you hate the princess? Looking at that innocent face, Delphina said.
“It’s a curious expression. Your master must have made you watch me.”
Rosalie couldn’t hide her expression.
“I know the child well. ‘Cause I taught you to save a maid like you. I’m sure it would have saved you. right?”
“Yes Yes… … .”
“Unlike me, he really cared for the maids. I was so worried about how much I cared for a girl your age.”
Is she really a mother? Rosalie blinked her eyes.
“Because he was so soft and weak, the child could not get up. There was no way we could all survive. Pamela, that vicious illegitimate child and the old king hated me as if they were killing me.
“… … .”
“That’s why I had to become so toxic.”
Tears welled up in Delphina’s eyes. When tears flowed from that face that strangely resembled Llewelyn, it was pitiful. She gracefully wiped away her tears.
“My mother spoke harsh words, so why didn’t she get up and take her place? I am really happy.”
“… … .”
Whether it was because of her resemblance to Llewelyn, or because she looked completely different from Pamela, Rosalie’s heart weakened.
“Will you be my friend often from now on? I wonder what time my precious daughter spent five years without me.”
Rosalie nodded meekly. Delphina smiled benevolently. It resembled Llewelyn’s smile.
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 122

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