Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom 142
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 142

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Bastian said he had branded her. Llewelyn gasped, grimacing. My body heated up again with a tingling sensation.
She said, trying to pretend to be composure.
“Your brother, you put a brand on me?”
“There was a little help from His Holiness.”
“… … .”
After all, the Pope was behind him. Llewelyn bit her lip, and he rubbed the stigma with satisfaction. My whole body burned even hotter.
“why… … ?”
Llewelyn asked hard. Why was this stigma engraved outdatedly?
“That way, you won’t go to the monastery.”
Llewelyn’s eyes widened. Bastian looked at Llewelyn with a subdued expression.
Barely, barely, because of that?
“You didn’t listen to me. I always thought of leaving.”
The blue eyes gleamed with mournful madness.
“Even though I am asking for this.”
For Llewelyn, Bastian’s sorrow was not known.
“Only because of that… … .”
Just that, the corners of Bastian’s lips twitched at those words.
“So, you won’t go. No matter how much I ejaculated, you said you would leave me and go to the monastery!”
“… … So, you cursed me to mix bodies with men?”
“… … .”
“Really, is that the reason?”
Bastian rolled his eyes at Llewelyn’s question. His gaze darkened. He raised an eyebrow and said.
“So a little bit more… … Can’t you see you becoming vulgar?”
Llewelyn roughly pulled Bastian from the waist. She waved her hand without hesitation.
With a sound, Bastian’s head turned. Bastian raised his hand and stroked his cheek.
“Ahahaha!”
He laughed cheerfully. Despite the creepy madness, she glared at Bastian as if to kill him.
“Crazy bastard!”
“I’m sorry, Llewellyn. You must have been too honest But I’ve always been curious.”
“what?”
Bastian grabbed Llewelyn’s wrist. She tried to pull her hand away, but he grabbed it and brought it to his lips. He licked his tongue and licked his fingers.
“this… … !”
“How beautifully you will fall if you fall.”
Bastian’s face was insane. Tears welled up in Llewelyn’s eyes.
“So, in my room… … .”
Bastian flinched at those words. He said urgently to Llewelyn’s disgusted face.
“I… … I didn’t see anything. I have never seen it.”
“Now, I haven’t seen you! Really brother, you’re crazy… … .”
Tears welled up as she clenched her teeth as she spoke. Her eyes were full of betrayal and anger. But Bastian’s awkward face was released again.
“To be so angry and to feel betrayed… … .”
“… … .”
“Did you really love me that much?”
Otherwise, why does Llewelyn make such a face? He smiled shyly like a man who had confessed his love.
Llewelyn saw it and realized that he had completely lost his mind. What will she do when she feels betrayed and hates Bastian? Bastian already had Llewelyn and was ready to take it as he pleases.
Seeing how happy she was, saying that no matter how much she flirted, he had a heart, and he was completely crazy.
“therefore… … . So the woman… … .”
So Pamela was wary of Llewelyn. also spontaneously.
Pamela couldn’t kill Llewelyn, so she used all means to torment her and bring her down. Llewelyn sobbed, tears dripping down.
She said weakly as she looked at the man who was her older brother.
“If you act like this, do you think I will become your brother’s?”
“I thought you wouldn’t think of me anyway. What’s wrong?”
Just as Bastian was about to reach out, Llewelyn quickly moved and broke the pot. While Bastian was about to move, Llewelyn brought a piece of broken flowerpot to her neck.
“Do not come close.”
“… … .”
“The moment you touch me, I will die.”
Bastian’s eyes fluttered. He bowed his head and said, trying to pretend to be pleasant.
“Yes… … . You’re going to want me anyway.”
Bastian pointed to the stigma. Llewelyn moaned while holding her neck with her opposite hand. Bastian looked at Llewelyn with a relaxed expression and turned around.
As soon as he left, Llewelyn dropped a piece of potted plant and sat down. Covering her neck, she was weeping.
Really Bastian… … Everything was planned.
Then she was just trying to be eaten by Bastian. she whimpered.
*
The boy put his hands together and prayed.
‘Holy Ghost, please help me to live a life where I am not hated.’
Bastian knew all too well that he was an illegitimate child. And that his existence could cause chaos.
He thought of a lovely girl. A girl with red-brown hair and peach-pink cheeks.
how pretty your smile is
When I think of that scene, my heart aches and ache as if I was falling in love for the first time.
Llewelyn looked at him unfavorably, but Bastian liked her. I wish I could go to Brygent and see her.
I was passing by a while back and I was playing with a certain boy… … .
I remembered Llewelyn, who was running to the boy who was caught smiling brightly. Bastian suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.
‘And, help me to stand next to Llewelyn.’
“Bastian.”
Bastian, who was praying hard, raised his head at the sound of someone’s voice.
“Stand, Your Majesty.”
The white-haired old man smiled at the young Bastian.
“What else did you pray?”
“That, that… … .”
“Did you even pray that you missed your mother?”
“It’s not that… … .”
When Bastian shut his mouth, the Pope spoke in a tone of disappointment.
“Today is the last day, and Bastian is a very shy person.”
Bastian bowed his head. The benevolent Pope has always healed his wounds.
He was a kind person, but the boy hardly opened his heart. For some reason, those eyes were terrifying. But seeing the sad Pope, I felt a little sorry.
“I just prayed that I wanted to be by Nu, Nu, and Gunga.”
“Is someone coming?”
“It’s a special wish, so I’m sorry.”
When Bastian apologized, the Pope knelt down and stroked the boy’s head.
“You don’t have to apologize. Are you already in love?”
“Sa, it’s not love, it’s not even absurd! It’s just that my wish is to be with the person I can’t even look at.”
“Hoo… … Are you talking about Princess Llewellyn?”
“Uh, how did you know?!”
Did the Pope with divine power even pierce the heart? He blinked.
“I want to hear a lot of stories, but I don’t have much time because tomorrow is goodbye.”
The old man clicked his tongue sadly and stroked Bastian’s head.
“Bastian, there is no way to be with Princess Llewelyn.”
“Wow, what… … .”
“You will be an illegitimate child for the rest of your life. I’ll be stuck on the floor, looking at my stomach every day.”
He was shocked by the cruel words that came out of the gentle pope’s mouth. He thought he would care for him, but the pope had no mercy.
“Do you think Princess Llewelyn with a high nose will really like you?”
He shook his head as if sadly. Tears welled up in Bastian’s eyes.
“Can I tell you how to win Princess Llewelyn’s heart?”
“Yes?”
“It’s a very sure way. There is absolutely no failure.”
At the Pope’s confident words, he nodded involuntarily. Then the Pope laughed and said:
“There is only one way. As you go up that much… … . All you have to do is throw Princess Llewelyn into the mud.”
“What… … !”
“And save her from the mess.”
What kind of immoral idea is that? Bastian could not believe that those words came from the Pope’s mouth.
However, he thought on the other hand.
‘If I rescue Llewelyn, will she like me?’
Just as you smiled at the boy who was caught, will you smile at yourself too?
“that’s… … no.”
Still, Bastian kept his conscience. Still, he didn’t want Llewelyn to suffer.
“But then, will Princess Llewelyn hate you forever?”
“that’s… … .”
“It is not your fault to be an illegitimate child. Isn’t that unfair?”
Bastian bit his lip. That was the idea he had always had.
It’s not my fault that I was born an illegitimate child. But why do people laugh at me and resent me?
An inner anger burned in a corner of Bastian’s heart.
“It’s Princess Llewelyn’s fault to dislike you.”
Yes.
why am i bad
Llewelyn must also smile at herself. Because he’s not a bad person.
“If not, you have to force yourself to do it.”
Yes, if not, you will have to force yourself to do it!
He followed the Pope. It was, in fact, an extreme thought filled with momentary fury, but the Pope sensed its dark and profound greed.
The desire that Bastian harbors made the Beasts who have lived for a long time happy.
The Pope narrowed his eyes and smiled. What could be so easy to use as a boy in love?
“Can I help you?”
“… … .”
“Then you will not stutter and you will be a confident person. Someone Llewelyn would like.”
Bastian stared blankly at the Pope. The pope had a gentle smile that contrasted with his cool words.
Bastian nodded, drawn by the magic. Before long, Bastian’s hazy eyes opened wide.
“Aaaaaah!”
Something, something bizarre is infiltrating him. He looked at his body, and black, opaque mucus was covering him. Eventually, the mucus in his vision invaded his eyes. .
He screamed at the pain that engulfed him. The monster chuckled and burst out laughing.
*
Llewelyn was locked in a room sweating. Her amber eyes held fire. Because of the stigma, the body gradually heated up.
No matter how much I endure, it will be of no use. He was overweight and began to want a man.
From the moment Bastian awakened the brand, the brand was exerting a strong force.
Llewelyn, who was lying on the bed sweating, let out a sweet sound. Her body was hot, and Llewelyn unbuttoned her clothes.
Her puffy breasts were visible through her white clothes. The skirt of the dress was up to her thighs.
The door opened quietly and footsteps were heard.
Llewelyn looked at the person who had come with hazy eyes.
It was Bastian.
Seeing Llewelyn slowly losing her mind, Bastian sometimes made an anguished expression on her face, as well as an expression she had no choice but to do because it was so much fun.
“Brother.”
“… … .”
“Brother, please.”
Tears streamed down Llewelyn’s eyes.
In the end, Llewellyn was defeated by the lust spread by the brand. To Bastian now, Llewelyn looked very appetizing.
Bastian watched Llewelyn quietly.
“Please.”
She moved her red lips. Tousled red hair, gaping lips, and bright red cheeks. Bastian stared intently at it.
“Llewellyn.”
“please. Please hug me.”
Llewelyn gasped. Bastian hesitated, then raised the corner of his mouth and approached Llewelyn.
Finally, finally, you get what you want. He felt euphoria and exhilarating excitement.
ah, you are mine now
Bastian trembled with ecstasy and kissed Llewelyn’s lips. Her body was so hot that when she put her tongue into Llewelyn’s lips, it felt like it was going to cook.
Llewelyn reached out and hugged Bastian. My whole body was like a ball of fire. He trembled with ecstasy. Soon his ferocity was revealed.
He devoured Llewelyn’s tongue and touched her, which she couldn’t even touch.
I will embrace it slowly and make it my own.
Bastian completely lost his temper and went into estrus. Low and insidious desires dominated his mind and body.
It was when he was about to spread Llewelyn’s undressed legs.
“Aaaaaaaaah!”
He let out a painful scream. This, this was the worst for me.
I looked around and saw a white pattern engraved all over the room. It was a circle with the symbol of the Holy Ghost.
The pattern was burning him with a white light.
“You, you, you!”
Llewelyn gasped and sat down on the bed.
“Your brother is also very open-minded.”
It wasn’t a sweet voice filled with lust, it was an overly cold voice.
“Did you really think I would have been betrayed without knowing anything?”
she asked affectionately. Bastian grinded his teeth. Llewelyn looked at Bastian in pain with an indifferent face.
“I’ve acted like that in the past, how can I not notice?”
“Aaaaah! Llewelyn, Llewelyn, stop!”
“I do not like it. Brother… … No, Your Majesty.”
Bastian looked at Llewelyn with confused eyes. Llewelyn smiled brightly.
The Forsaken Princess’s Secret Bedroom chapter 142

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