37. Point of No Return
Through the thin curtain, moonlight shone into the room.
It was around midnight.
A majestic castle soared in the center of Etaniaās Capital. Everything in its vicinity was quiet.
All the servants had fallen asleepāonly guards remained active.
There was a single room that was paid to be guarded at all timesā
āinside, between its two inhabitantāa man and a womanāwhispers were being exchanged.
āāwhatās with you today? You donāt seem to be in the mood.ā
The womanās ample flesh shone pale in the pale light of the moon.
āDid anything happen?ā
The woman then lied on the bed. With not a single thread for cover, her alluring body was barred, shining as if it was made of marble. The sSweet smell of rose lingered around.
The woman slowly arose and peered into the manās face. Her glossy blonde hair swayedāat the same time, the bed creaked softly.
The man stayed silent, staring at the moon reflected on the window.
She reached out to the manās well-defined chest. The faint warm radiating from her touch alerted him.
As if finally recalling her existence, the man dropped his gaze onto her.
āāwhat is it, Violet?ā
The man called the womanās name while gently sweeping her long bangs to the side. His silver hair shone blindingly white for a moment due to the light.
Violet puckered her lipsāshe was as seductive as an imp.
āMy, arenāt you a terrible person!? You finally summoned me after what felt like an eternity, but in the end, all you did is stare at the sky above!ā
The man frowned at her words.
āWhat? Are you dissatisfied?ā
The man entangled Violetās beautiful hair between his fingers.
āNoā¦ But, I heard about itāyou returned home late last night. A maid said it might have something to do with someoneā¦ā
āāā¦ā
Hearing Violetās words, the manās eyebrows furrowed. However, he soon grinned.
āNo way! Iām not the type to restrict myself! You know that better than anyone else, donāt you?ā
The man stared at Violet with a light smile on his dignified face. His fascinating and graceful expression enchanted Violet.
Then, her plump bosom closed any gap between him and her. Her lips immediately went to his neck, dropping gentle kisses.
āFufufu~ you have the most enchanting body of allāArthur-sama.ā
As Violet whispered, she left a trail of red marks on Arthurās bodyāakin to red flowers blooming.
āāā¦ah. Oi, Violet, watch where youāre doing it! Donāt leave them in place thatāll be visible to the eye!ā
Arthur reached for her back.
Fine, porcelain skin, like a smooth pottery. A body that didnāt lack womanly charm whatsoever.
Arthur felt himself gradually becoming more heated; ecstasy made its unsubtle appearance on his expression.
āāā¦uh, ā¦ā
He moaned as he patted Violetās long hair.
āāaah, Violet, youāre truly beautifulā¦ā
āFufu, Iām honored.ā
āāyouāre the only one whom I give special treatment toāother than you, no one elseā¦ā
Arthur muttered so while closing his eyes, as if surrendering to pleasureā
āhowever, Violet abruptly stopped when she heard Arthurās words.
āHahaha, you succeed on making me laugh. I wouldnāt do this if you werenāt a prince, you know~!ā
āHaha, I know.ā
Arthur opened his eyes. His gaze were gloomy.
āYouāre the only one who dares to talk to me like that, Violet.ā
āāfufufuā!ā
Towards Arthurās words, Violet covered her mouth this timeāwhile saying that she found his joke really funny.
āWhat? Whatās so funny?ā
āThis is it for today. You saying those kind of things cooled me downātomorrow, the sky might split in half!ā
āāā¦ā
Violet looked up at Arthur and smiled.
āLove is unnecessary for our relationshipāalways remember that.ā
āāYou, you truly think this me would confess and say, āI love youā to youā¦?ā
Arthurās gaze turned sharp, however, Violet wasnāt afraid.
āNo, not at all. However, todayās Arthur seems to be in a dazeāand terribly boring, without his usual humor. Iām bored~ what, do you want to continue?ā
āā¦ā
At Violetās words, Arthur grew silent.
Then, breaking the silence, was the sound of clashing.
āā!ā
Arthur stared out of the curtain to the familiar sound. There, a familiar owl was perched.
ā¦thatās Lewisā owl.
After confirming so, Arthur quickly stood from the bed and wore a robe. He opened the window.
The cold night air blew into the room, which cooled Arthurās passion down.
āA white owl? What a rare sightā¦ā
Violet remarked from the bed.
Arthur reached for the owl. Occasionally, William would use this to chat with him through Lewis. They would usually correspondence in the middle of the night, when the date was about to change and not a single soul was awakeā¦
Most likely, the content for todayās letter was about Amelia.
The owl dropped the small letter into Arthurās hand and flew away into the darkness.
āāArthur-sama? Whatās that?ā
Violet inquired, however, Arthur didnāt respond.
He quietly opened the letter beside the window.
<< Thereās something I need to confirm about her to you. Iāll see you an hour after sun rise. Wait outside.
āW>>
āwhat?
Arthur felt uneasy from the letterās content.
By āherā, William definitely meant Amelia.
Ameliaās safety was already confirmed back during daytimeābut, during that moment, William didnāt say anything, yetā¦
ā¦is there something wrong?
āwhat is it that he wants to confirm about with me?
Did Lewis instruct him to? Or, Amelia? Maybe both.
āArthur-sama, your face is becoming quite scary, you knowā¦ā
On the bed, Violet casually teased Arthur. She saw him crumpling the letter.
āCould it be, bad news?ā
āā¦no, itās just a love letter.ā
āOh, myā!ā
Violet looked surprised and stared at Arthur.
āābut, it doesnāt seem to be working very wellā¦?ā
āā¦ā
Her words silenced Arthur yet again.
Then, he sat silently on the bed and alighted the crumpled letter with a match that was on the side table.
Violet stared at Arthurās back sadly. Then, she put her hands together as if she had come up with something.
āāthatās right, let me tell you a classic folk tale to mend your broken heart!ā
āWhatās that?ā Arthur retorted softly.
āItās regarding the white owl! This is the myth that originated from this country, linked to its creation.ā
āNot interested.ā
āDonāt say that, how cold! Besides, Iām just killing time.ā
āā¦ā
Arthur sighed.
What does it matter?
There was still enough time before dawn. Besides that, he had nothing else to do.
Violet smiled in satisfaction and told her story to the relenting Arthur.
āOnce upon a time, when this land was still in ruin and uninhabitedā¦ā
She slowly began to spin a tale with her tempting, silky voice.
***T/N: ///fell with a thump on the floor///Ā Arthur…Ā Arthur is taken… BOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO–t, t, that’s it for today’s T/N, belated GN, BOOOHOOOOOOOOO
I thought it was Lionel coughcough he seemed to ggood to be true. But then it was Arthur LOL
Many thanks
If it was Lionel i would probably take a week leave.
If it was Lionel I would probably take a year’s break.