Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom 127
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 127

Haven’t you forgotten my body?
“My country first reached out to reconciliation for friendly relations with Thessaly.
I acknowledged the mistakes my country had made and tried to settle everything amicably, but in Thessaly this was repaid with insults.”
The servants were gathered in the audience room. People were staring at Bastian in a tense atmosphere.
The stuttering king was reading his statement in a roaring voice. The messenger sent from Thessaly fell to his knees trembling.
“It is unacceptable for a younger brother to touch his sister, even though he may be from Thessaly.”
As Bastian said so, he moistened his lips with his tongue for a moment.
“Brygent brought peace and mercy to Thessaly. If even the atrocities of Thessaly, who spat out of their own hands, were passed on mercifully, what other country would respect Brygent?”
There was nothing wrong with Bastian’s words. If you hand over the prince of a foreign country who touched the princess’s face, everyone will laugh at Brygent and laugh at him.
All the people looked at King Bastian with an angry face. blonde blue wall. A beautiful face as if combed like a delicate doll.
The beautiful king, who exudes arrogant fury, was creating a plausible picture. Bastian, who does not have the backbone of a mother, seemed more confident.
“Thessaly, the prince of Thessaly, apologize for the disrespect that Alpheus has done to the princess of Brygent.”
He looked at the reaper with cold eyes.
“Also, the king of Thessaly must admit that he had misunderstood the conduct of his wife, Delphina, and apologize. We treated the queen with courtesy.”
Almondite looked at Bastian. It was a war that was waged as if waiting.
Llewelyn wanted this to happen. However, the one who did not want war the most would be Llewellyn.
‘I asked why Llewelyn didn’t usurp the throne… … .”
It was for this reason.
He did not want to become the king of the tyrant who destroyed the mother’s country, so he had Bastian declare war instead. Of course, she had her own hesitation as well.
Fortunately it was Almondite looked at Bastian with a displeased expression.
‘Were you always that good?’
Except for the occasional show, Bastian has always been an idiot. Of course, face-to-face with people was okay sometimes. However, when many eyes were gathered, he collapsed in fear without any doubt.
Surprisingly now, Bastian looked full of royal dignity. it was so weird
“The day of atrocities committed by the Prince of Thessaly will be remembered as a day of disgrace for Brygent. Therefore, honorable nobles who are loyal to the royal family will not hesitate to kindle a fire in the land of the rookies.”
Bastian got up and threw the entrance door at the reaper. The reaper’s face turned red at the insult, but this was not Thessaly.
“The king of Thessaly must come and get down on his knees and apologize.”
“… … .”
“Otherwise, the small lands of Thessaly will be trampled by the hoofs of loyal heroes and knights.”
Bastian spoke coldly and drove the reaper away.
The messenger of Thessaly, who had received the letter with trembling hands, glared at the King of Brygent. However, he had to bow his head at Duke Brion’s ferocious gaze.
If you do, you will be sacrificed for a declaration of war and your head will be cut off. The Duke of Brion was none other than that.
The reaper quickly left the audience. After the messenger left, an unpleasant silence enveloped them.
After a while, Bastian looked at his uncle who was standing in front of him.
“Bryon Ball.”
“Yes.”
“Call your troops right now.”
Bastian said. Then there was a commotion among the people. Aren’t we going to war after declaring war and giving them time? Are you going to prepare the military in advance?
“All right.”
Duke Brion bowed his head. After a long time, the blood of Duke Brion was boiling.
He was old enough to survive in the capital’s complicated politics, but he preferred the battlefields carpeted with blood and dripping flesh.
‘A hero who lays the foundations of an empire’
Thinking of the words Princess Llewelyn had said, Duke Brion laughed. Now, it was his turn to go.
*
Llewelyn clenched her chin and looked out the window. Spring vibes were in full swing. Her gaze was empty, blinking as if drowsy.
Taking advantage of the psychological shock, she appeared as if she had been caught by a forbidden foot rule.
He didn’t even go out for a walk in the garden, let alone a State Council meeting.
Llewelyn was like a drowsy cat. Refusing to comb, his long hair was messed up, and his clothes were also loose-fitting pajamas. She looked at the garden with a helpless expression.
Just then, a knock on the door was heard. Llewelyn said indifferently without looking at the door.
“Come on in.”
The door opened and a knock came closer.
“Llewellyn.”
A sweet and gentle voice was heard. The owner of a soft voice that was pleasant to listen to was Ernel. Llewelyn did not turn her head.
Ernel approached Llewelyn, stood next to her, and looked out the window. Outside the window, green and five-colored flowers were in full bloom and it was beautiful.
Seeing a woman who looked like spring when everything was alive and a dry winter, Ernel felt her charm again.
How is it that this precarious person who is about to die is more lovable than the living outside the window? Ernel once again enjoyed his perverted taste.
“I don’t need to comfort you much.”
“… … .”
“Why, what else happened?”
At Llewellyn’s words, Ernell smiled and turned her head. A cool breeze blew from outside the window.
“I feel weird.”
“Why, it’s over now?”
“… … There are things like that.”
Llewelyn rubbed her neck. The stigma burned hot. Ernell, who smelled the sweet scent, said with her eyes wide open.
“When are you going to kill me?”
“yet.”
“Yes, it is your heart.”
Ernell said in a slightly disapproving way.
After all, whether or not to lift the curse now depends on Llewelyn’s choice.
Still, it seems like he’s going to use it as he will eat it, so I have to say it’s not bad.
Ernell saw Llewelyn’s cheeks swollen. It was the place where Alpheus’s hand reached.
His face was stained with anger, but he quickly looked at Llewelyn’s gaze and pretended to be calm.
Ernel reached out a long, white hand to heal Llewelyn’s wounds. The back of my neck stinged as the strength hit me. The activated stigma was oscillating.
“Anyway, it doesn’t matter that it’s activated, right?”
Llewelyn looked at the friendly priest. The smirk priest was seducing Llewelyn.
Llewelyn thought of the other men and then shook her head.
“I was still trying to call you.”
“Yes?”
Rather, Ernell, who had been secretly seducing Llewelyn, was embarrassed. Llewellyn, haven’t you already made up your mind?
“Why are you upset?”
“No, Llewellyn. Can I do this now? To Prince Biserk of Wonran… … Did you fight again?”
“Not at all.”
Llewellyn said.
“It’s just that I wasn’t proud of myself.”
Llewellyn smiled bitterly. Recalling the previous Duke of Biserk with his arm cut off, she clenched her fists. She furrowed her eyebrows and closed her eyes painfully.
Seeing this, Ernel’s eyes darkened.
“Llewellyn, it’s okay to think of another man in my arms.”
“Oh!”
Ernel frowned and lifted Llewelyn’s thigh. He wrapped it around his waist and kissed Llewelyn’s lips.
“If you do, you will only call my name.”
His white hands brushed Llewelyn’s white skin. Ernel’s face was dyed bright like an angel. Oh, how I missed this feeling. Just contacting her gave me great joy.
He sat Llewelyn by the window.
“danger… … .”
“It’s okay, if I fall, I will probably die.”
“Ernel.”
“If you don’t like it, wrap your arms around my neck.”
Llewelyn immediately wrapped her arms around his neck. Ernell looked down the window with a provocative expression and kissed Llewelyn. He will always bring pleasure to the one he loves.
Staring at Llewelyn, who was looking at her with a red face, Ernel whispered playfully.
“Have you not forgotten my body yet?”
“… … .”
“You mustn’t forget it.”
He kissed Llewelyn’s collarbone. As soon as I touched the thin pajamas, an excited womb appeared on the clothes.
Ernel, who had been swaying strangely, put her mouth there. A small sound escaped Llewelyn’s mouth.
The tip of the chest was exposed over the white clothes soaked in saliva. My body was already numb with just the muddyness. Ernell grabbed Llewelyn from the window and pulled up the skirt of her pajamas.
“Well!”
The man’s lips turned towards the back of his neck, exactly where the stigma was. Then the stigma heated up.
Llewelyn looked at him with blurred eyes. After a long time, my mind was confused by the appearance of the stigma.
“Ernel.”
“Yes.”
He smiled like an angel and raised Llewelyn. I liked the feeling of the soft fabric touching my bare body. Even the touch of his fingers made his senses stand up.
Ernel raised her face and bit her round shoulder.
“Are you here?”
Llewelyn shook her head at his question. Then Ernel took Llewelyn’s hand and headed to the bedroom. He looked around the bedroom once and said.
“Llewellyn, you need to take my clothes off.”
Llewelyn’s cheeks flushed. Taking off the priest’s clothes himself, somehow it didn’t seem right. Of course, he was the one who had mingled with that priest several times, but… … .
Llewelyn carefully took off Ernel’s cloak. She took off her thin shirt and buttons, revealing her pure white breasts. Contrary to his white and soft appearance, his body was as beautiful as solid marble.
Looking at his upper body, it was the moment Llewelyn reached out to his pants with trembling hands. A knock on the door was heard.
For a moment, Ernel’s expression hardened. He looked at the door with an annoyed expression.
When Llewelyn opened the door to the bedroom, a voice from outside the inner room could be heard clearly.
“Llewellyn, Llewelyn!”
It was Bastian.
Hearing Bastian’s voice, Llewelyn and Ernell looked at each other. What’s going on? Llewelyn turned her back on Ernel to make her way to the door.
“If I provoke you, do you react as it is?”
He mumbled as if it was fun.
“I beg your pardon? Well!”
He rolled up Llewelyn’s skirt. Bastian’s voice could still be heard from outside. Ernel whispered into Llewelyn’s ear.
“What are you doing, I need to answer you right away.”
His hand was still greedyly stroking Llewelyn’s body.
I was blown away by his beautiful voice.
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 127

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