“Your Highness, please stop!”

Even though the puddle splashed all over the place at her steps as she walked ahead without a slightest sense of carefulness, Hazel continued her steps without paying any attention to it.

“Your Highness!”

Mary ran as if she was out of breath and put back the umbrella above her head.

“It’s raining so hard! I don’t know where you’re going, but please stop for a while…”

“Get out of my way.”

“Pardon me?”

“I said get out of my way.”

Hazel glared at Mary who blocked her and proceeded to push her away. Mary, who blocked her, ended up tumbling backward because of the unbelievably strong force that came from her slender arms.

“Argh!”

The wind also knocked Mary’s umbrella in her hand down into the puddle. After she looked up at Hazel for a brief moment, then Mary was busy picking up her umbrella and getting up, while Hazel rushed back to the rain without any hesitation.

When her heels got stuck in the wet soil, Hazel attempted to move her feet several times before leaving her shoes there and walked barefoot.

As she walked while listening to the thunder, she suddenly remembered the time when she went hunting with Achilleon.

Hazel said when she saw a deer shivering pathetically and with its leg missing.

“Why don’t you let that pathetic animal escape?”

“Well, I’ll think about it if you agree to get married with me.”

When he turned toward Hazel, he raised his hands when he saw her pointing a gun toward him and said,

“Surrender.”

Achilleon’s spite was reaching the point where it got twisted, but she still even recalled him having a well-shaped mouth.

What would he say now if he happened to see her in this kind of situation? Hazel smiled like crazy and quickened her steps.

Rumble.

The lightning flashed and followed by the thunder roaring loudly. Occasional screams of startled people were heard here and there, but Hazel couldn’t even hear them all.

***

“Who’s there?”

Upon hearing the words of his servant, Achilleon’s brow wrinkled slightly. His eyes turned out of the stormy window and came back. His attention turned toward the window which displayed stormy and ferocious rain.

“Do you want her to go back? Your Majesty said it is the time for you to have a nap, but she said you must meet her…”

The servant said to him nervously while wondering if she shouldn’t have said it to her superior. The emperor had just finished taking a bath because he got caught in an unexpected rain while riding the horse.

“I shall tell her to go back. Then….”

At those words, Achilleon stood up without saying anything and walked toward the door. When the servants who stood in front of the door immediately noticed his presence and opened the door for him, Achilleon then saw the woman’s back standing in the meeting room.

The carpet had turned dark due to the water that was dripping down around the woman as she had been soaked in rain. The originally small woman looked even smaller because she had gotten wet.

Her green dress was so wet that it seemed almost black, and thick drops of water also dripped down from her black hair.

“I’d believe it if you said you had just walked out of the palace lake a moment ago.”

“…….”

Hazel slowly turned around and faced the Emperor who was looking at her. Achilleon’s face seemed to turn to be more serious perhaps because she had been rained on and her eyes had turned wet.

“I am here to see you, Your Majesty.”

She greeted him with an absent-minded look and even without bending her knees. Achilleon looked closely at Hazel’s face, as if she had been losing her mind somewhere.

“What are you doing here?”

“…..”

“So that’s the way it is.”

Hazel didn’t say anything.

“The palace where The Princess is staying would be in the opposite direction from here. Did you get lost or something?”

Hazel answered the question thrown by Achilleon toward her while blinking blankly.

“Because …the rain is pouring down.”

Hazel’s thin body was shaking. It was because the body that got soaked in the rain cooled down quickly and took away her body heat. The flesh revealed outside the dress was so white that it almost looked somewhat blue.

The appearance of Achilleon’s neck moving vividly caught her eyes. But he didn’t even move just a bit from where he was originally standing.

Hazel raised her head and looked up at Achilleon. She felt a warm atmosphere emanated from him as if he had just done washing up. Her eyes fell on the golden hair that was slightly wet, and the firm muscles could be seen through the gap in the loosely-tied robe.

Looking up at the man who filled this large room with his presence, Hazel raised his hand and hugged himself in the inevitable cold. However, that alone wasn’t enough to warm up her body which had already gotten cold.

“So you came here to avoid the rain?”

“I….”

Hazel bit her lips, not trying to answer. When her white-cold lips was bitten deeply, the red light shone and disappeared instantly.

Achilleon’s neck seemed to move vividly once again. His stiff and tense neck muscles trembled slightly, but his eyes were still tainted with dull light.

When he looked into those eyes, Hazel somehow felt thirsty. Even though she got all soaked, instead she felt as if she was walking in the middle of a hot desert. Perhaps because of her mood, but her mouth just wouldn’t stop drying up.

“I’m…”

“Then get out of the rain. The imperial palace is large enough for the guests who came to escape from the rain and take rest.”

Achilleon turned away after stopping her from answering. The door opened promptly, and he was just about to step back into his room again.

“……!”

Hazel ran in a flash and clung right onto his back.

“…it’s cold.”

Her slender arms filled with additional strength were wrapped around his waist like a vine. Her thin white hands and arms stole his attention.

Achilleon didn’t move from his place. It wasn’t because he couldn’t untie the tightly wrapped arms around his waist. It wasn’t even because her thin and trembling body touched his firm one.

“It’s cold, Your Majesty.”

Unlike her cold body, her breath was hot. As the warm breath on his back tickled him, Achilleon turned his body around slowly.

Her tearful eyes were gazing up at him. Her lips that turned blue moved slightly toward him. She slowly opened her mouth without avoiding his gaze which looked down at her gently.

“I would like to be your handmaiden… Let me be with you.”

“…….”

“I… don’t want to go back to Land.”

The moment her tears were mixed with the rain flowed down her cold cheeks. The man who had turned his back quickly pulled her against him.

“Ugh…!”

The moment her arm was loosened, Hazel was devoured in the arms of the man who had been swooping her like a tidal wave.

His strong grip was on the back of her head and pressed it against his. He chewed her lips hard while squeezing his burning tongue inside her mouth.

It was useless trying to free herself with her heavy breathing at that moment. Her wet body pressed against him and clung tightly to him, controlled only by the power of the man who devoured her relentlessly.

“Ungh, umhh.”

Body of the man who hugged her was large and hot. Unlike his cold-blooded face, his whole body was growing hot. Her body, which was cold like the skin of a snake, quickly began to heat up in an instant.

“Your High… uhmh.”

The man who was out of breath then turned the angle of his head and began to devour her inside deeper than before.

The man’s energy was both fierce and affectionate. Hazel’s body began to melt like a sweet chocolate that had just been heated after his tongue entered deep, trampled her inside without any mercy and then sucked it gently and soothingly afterward.

Her weak hand instinctively gave him small forces, trying to push his hard body away.

“Don’t whine.”

When Hazel raised her head at the sound of a small laugh, the visible red line severely scratches were drawn straight along his large and hard pectoral muscle and The Emperor’s nightdress had come loose due to her wildly shaken hands.

“Oh…”

Hazel’s face turned red in embarrassment. At the same time, some memories about a moment ago came back to her mind.

“I-I’m…”

Her dark green eyes shook loudly and turned away to get out of his arms. At the same time, her body lifted up. With no time to scream, the blood was drained out of Hazel’s face.

Achilleon held her in his arms and headed for the bedroom. The door they walked through looked like the jaw of a monster, and Hazel swallowed loudly thinking about it.

Thud.

When the door behind his back finally closed, the bedroom was completely blocked from the outside.

The emperor’s bed was filled only with both of their breathing sounds.

Hazel forgot how to breathe while they were walking to a huge bed that was supported by carved marble pillars. The distance from the door to the bed was pretty considerable.

The small body in his broad arms curled up more and more nervously, and the emperor’s arms that supported Hazel were protruding out.

Standing on the edge of the bed, Achilleon then laid down Hazel on the white sheet. When her wet body came in contact, the sheet immediately turned dark.

After putting her down, Achilleon, who kept his eyes on her, proceeded to throw off his nightgown.

Hazel looked at the man with her eyes wide open. A creature created by special care of God was alive and breathing right in front of her eyes. The smooth-shaped muscles held the dignity of the ruler.

Firmly tightened back muscles, beautifully claved arms, chest, and abdominal muscles. She didn’t know that such a body was hidden under the tailored uniform that he always wore neatly.

Suddenly frightened, Hazel faltered and stepped back from him. She felt like her mind that had been blown away for a while finally came back.

“You started it.”

As he drew near Hazel, her body was gripped with instinctive fear. The bed was wide, but there was no way to escape from him.

Hazel was quickly dragged down by his ankle as she gasped for breath, and Achilleon’s mouth which elongated widely. He was clearly far from being affectionate.

He was thirsty. Her whole body was wet, but she didn’t like it. The thirst that began when she came to his bedroom and faced him seemed to be getting worse.

“You may come here with your feet, but you won’t be able to walk with those feet of yours when you are finally able to get out.”

“Your Majesty.”

“Cause I’m not going to let you walk.”