Volume 4 Chapter 21 Eileen’s Tears And Defloration ★
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Eileen, Naje’s half-sister, shared the same striking green hair. Though her chest remained modest, she exuded an air of intelligence and delicate beauty. The fear in her eyes was understandable—given the circumstances, her life was at risk.
”You’re Eileen, right? Just so you know, I don’t intend to harm you,” I said softly, aiming to ease her tension.
Her expression softened slightly. The room was filled with noble ladies, their futures uncertain. Among them, thirty-four virgins—a significant number. The potential income from courtesans was considerable, but managing such a group required expertise I lacked. Ranka-san was already overwhelmed, so it seemed prudent to seek assistance from Ms. Marina in McGaref. These women would likely be exchanged with my slave courtesans there, sparing them the harsher fate of the Seron Duchy brothel.
”Now then, Your Excellency, please, help yourself to a tasting,” Dalcur said with a small bow.
The offer was straightforward: an opportunity to assess the women. It was a delicate matter, one that required tact. My priorities were clear: secure Clarice, the ‘Witch of Fertility,’ and Princess Eileen as subordinates. Clarice, though considered the weakest witch, was still a valuable asset. Eileen, standing before me, needed to be handled with care to ensure her loyalty.
”Eileen, come here,” I commanded firmly.
We moved to another room, leaving the details to Dalcur-san and Neige-san. As soon as we entered, Eileen’s demeanor shifted. Hostility flared in her eyes.
”You… you killed my father, my mother, my brother… even my sister… I won’t forgive you!” she spat, her voice trembling with rage.
Her slap landed on my cheek, a defiant act I allowed. “You have quite a bit of courage. Don’t you realize opposing me means execution?” I warned.
”I’ve made my peace with that. I’ll likely be violated and then displayed alongside my sisters as corpses, right? If that’s true, at least I wanted one last shot at you,” she whispered fiercely.
”No, I won’t kill you. That’s a promise I made to Naje. Now, come sit here,” I said softly.
I sat on the bed and patted the space beside me. Hesitant but obedient, Eileen sat next to me. I began recounting my brief yet poignant encounter with Naje, sharing the fragile moments we had together.
”Naje cared deeply about you and Ms. Natalie. She asked me to deliver this directly to you,” I explained, handing Eileen a letter—Naje’s will, written on the morning of her execution. I had not read it without permission.
Tears welled in Eileen’s eyes as she read, and soon she was sobbing uncontrollably. “Sister… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry,” she whispered through her tears.
When she finished, her hostility vanished. She turned to me and bowed deeply. “Please forgive my previous rudeness,” she said humbly.
”No, it’s alright,” I replied.
Death was a constant in this world, and war orphans were plentiful, given the casualties. Yet, Eileen’s loss of her entire family was a tragedy that couldn’t be diminished. Though an adopted daughter of the Duke’s family, she had lost all her blood relatives.
”More importantly, your fate. We can’t keep you alive as a princess. Your name and status will be changed,” I informed her.
”Yes. My sister told me to live, even if it meant becoming a slave or a courtesan, on her behalf. No matter the treatment, I will serve faithfully,” she replied firmly.
”That’s good. Actually, I’ve already decided where you will be.”
McGaref was the only suitable place for her custody. However, too much contact with other slaves could cause issues. Most of the noble girls received as reparations would end up in brothels, which would be uncomfortable for Eileen. Yet, I had no intention of making her a courtesan. Ideally, she would eventually serve beside me. That would be my atonement for failing to save Naje.
”You’ll work at the Merchant Guild in Kinvale. A friend of mine named Shiori will be your assistant,” I said.
Kahoru-chan would be pleased—another girl who could rival even her charm. I pulled Eileen’s slender body close.
”I’m sorry, but I will take your virginity here. I must clearly mark you as mine,” I said gently.
”Yes. I dedicate my purity to you. I will serve with all my heart,” she whispered.
Her phrasing was reminiscent of her sister’s. I covered Eileen’s lips and laid her down on the bed. While kissing her, I placed contraceptive and pain-relief medicine on her tongue. Her kiss was tender yet practiced, and she had prepared herself for this moment.
”Your kiss is very sweet,” I murmured.
”Thank you. This is my first time with a man… it’s very special,” she replied shyly.
I traced my finger along her softness. This might be my first time with someone so young, but as her owner, I was merely fulfilling my duty—unlike my reckless times with others.
”Sorry, Eileen. Though this is your first time, I’ll be quick,” I promised.
”I understand. I was given to you as part of reparations. It’s an honor to be treated so kindly. Though my body is frail, please use me as you wish,” she said respectfully.
I spread her legs and aimed carefully. My goal was to take her virginity, mark her as mine, and display her as proof of reparations. The initial penetration was smooth, gentle, yet firm.
A soft slip… slick… slight stretch… slip…
”Ahh… haah…” Eileen gasped softly.
Her face contorted slightly in pain but less than expected. I pushed forward, breaking the barrier, and reached deep inside. I remained still, savoring her warmth and the proof of her trust, gently stroking her green hair.
”I have your trust now, Eileen. You’re mine. From now on, I will protect you with all my strength,” I whispered.
”Thank you,” she said softly.
Her narrow, tight yet soft embrace felt wonderful. The pain was mild, thanks to the medicine. Her moans grew richer.
”Ahh… ah…” she gasped.
”I’m finishing now, Eileen,” I warned gently.
”Yes. Please, I’m ready,” she whispered.
I held her close, kissing her tenderly while stroking her hair. Slowly, I withdrew. Eileen immediately took care of the rest, a gesture of her devotion.
We returned to the meeting room, where Eileen displayed the proof of her acceptance, signaling her new status to the others.
Who would’ve thought this girl would find peace and purpose, thanks in part to Kahoru-chan’s influence? But that’s a story for another day.
Notes:
• Eileen – The second princess of Lesta Kingdom, encountered as part of reparations.
• Naje – First princess of the Lesta Kingdom and deputy commander. The tragic princess of the Lesta Kingdom who was executed for her country.
• McGaref – Fortress city, adventurer hub.
• Marina – Ranka’s older sister. The formal owner of Merchant Guild Katarina.
• Ranka – She’s a guild shop assistant with a friendly demeanor and a practical mindset. Ranka’s recommendations are based on logical, merchant-minded suggestions, catering to the buyer’s needs.
• Dalcur – Mercenary leader; defects to the protagonist’s clan; physically imposing, known as ‘The Strong’.
• Clarice – The ‘Witch of Abundance’ from Lesta Kingdom.
• Natalie – A famous courtesan and former noblewoman; platinum blonde, busty, and elegant; known as Natalie Barklem, daughter of the Duke of Lesta Kingdom.
• Kaho – 3rd Army leader. Worried, ceremonial magic.
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