Chapter 54 The Empire’s Princess and the First Taste of Pain
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
On the promised day, Elisabeth-hime of the Adrastea Empire arrived at my home right on schedule. Her deep blue hair was loosely braided, as if she had gathered the night sky itself, and her amber eyes held a distant light.
That melancholic expression only made her beauty more striking. She had come prepared to offer herself of her own will for the sake of peace between our two nations.
Of course, her bodyguard Freya was following closely behind the princess.
Her short copper-colored hair was trimmed precisely, and her battle-hardened soldier’s body, tight without an ounce of wasted flesh, was wrapped in a pitch-black knight’s uniform. Her sharp gaze pierced through me like a blade, but I paid it no mind.
”Welcome, Elisabeth-hime. I’ve been waiting for you.”
”…I didn’t wish to come, but for the sake of peace between our two nations — it couldn’t be helped.”
A fine resolve. I will savor that pride.
”You there! If you so much as leave a single scratch on Denka’s precious body, I will cut you down without hesitation!”
Freya, the guard knight, was saying something rather dangerous.
I focused my consciousness on the headband-style magic artifact [Collar of Submission] attached to her hair. Imagining I was flicking it with my fingertips, I poured a faint trickle of Mana into it. It was invisible to the eye, but I sensed a slight distortion in space.
”Guh… guh… ♥”
Freya desperately held back from collapsing to her knees. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, and I could see her biting her lips in frustration.
She did not learn. When she mouthed off to me like that, she knew what would happen. She was going to be punished — surely she knew that by now.
Perhaps she, too, was like Elenor — the type who found pleasure in being given pain by me.
”Besides, whether I ‘leave a scratch’ or not depends on the state of the princess’s body. I don’t want to hurt women indiscriminately either. But if it’s her ‘first time,’ that’s unavoidable. After all, the physical ‘first time’ comes with its share of pain, doesn’t it? Well, I intend to take maximum care to minimize the pain as much as possible…”
When I said that deliberately, Elisabeth and Freya’s faces flushed scarlet at the same time.
Elisabeth’s amber eyes wavered as if momentarily frightened, while Freya turned bright red, looking as if she were about to lunge at me at any moment.
”You — you! How dare you say such things to Denka!”
”Um…! About that ‘pain’ — there’s no need to worry. I have already… already given this body to my fiancé, Liam-ouji.”
Elisabeth spoke with dignity, as if enduring humiliation, but clearly and distinctly. Her voice trembled faintly.
Hoh. You had done well, Liam.
As expected of the game’s protagonist.
The two of them were formally engaged, so that was within the expected range.
The fact that she revealed her progress with Liam right here and now was probably a small gesture of resistance — a declaration that I would not have everything my way.
Interesting. Truly interesting.
But that resistance would not last long. To see how someone as high-minded as her would change after an unwanted encounter with me — I would enjoy this slowly and thoroughly.
Taking Elisabeth with me, I moved to the bedroom in the depths of the mansion.
The footsteps of the two walking through the hallway echoed quietly. The bedroom door was made of heavy wood, and when opened, cool air flowed out.
Of course, the bodyguard Freya would wait in a separate room.
”…So soon? You really are a man without proper preliminaries. This was a precious opportunity. I had hoped we could first exchange views on peace between our two nations…”
”Hm. Certainly — but couldn’t we do that in bed as well?”
At my words, Elisabeth looked at me with cold eyes filled with contempt.
I could read absolutely no emotion in those amber eyes.
And then, she declared:
”I’ll say this first: no matter how much you defile this body, my heart will never become yours.”
Contrary to her words, her gaze shifted from my face to my body, wavering faintly.
Whether that was anticipation or fear — either way, she was already in the palm of my hand.
* * *
Several hours later.
We had conducted an exceedingly meaningful exchange of views on peace between our two nations.
How intimate that “exchange of views” had been was evident from the sweet scent lingering in the room and her slightly disheveled hair.
When our discussion ended and it came time for her to return.
I would have liked to have a more leisurely exchange of views, but Elisabeth-hime of the Empire had a schedule packed to the minute. Regrettably, today I would see her off.
I called out to Lilia, my Dedicated Slave Maid who had been supporting our meeting with the princess, and had her help Elisabeth with her preparations.
I placed my hand gently on Elisabeth’s shoulder, still looking somewhat languid, and embraced her tenderly as we left the bedroom together.
A faint sweet floral scent drifted from her hair.
”It’s time for you to return. Lilia, call Freya here. Let’s meet in the guest room.”
”Understood.”
Lilia moved quietly toward the room where Freya was waiting. Her movements were smooth.
”I’m loath to part ways here, but I suppose it must be. I would have liked to speak with you more deeply.”
”…If that is the case, then perhaps we may arrange another such occasion? Would that not be agreeable?”
Elisabeth, too, seemed to have thoroughly enjoyed her time “exchanging views” with me.
There was not a trace of her earlier hostility in her voice. Rather, it was mixed with a heated, sweet resonance. In her eyes, a new fire had been kindled.
To see Elisabeth and Freya off, I went out with them to the front entrance of the mansion.
It was twilight, and the western sky burned orange.
”You — how long do you intend to keep following Denka! You’ve already fulfilled the promise, haven’t you! Stop pestering her any further!”
Freya was barking at me again with bloodshot eyes. I would punish her again in a moment, but first I turned to face Elisabeth once more.
”So then, when can we meet next?”
When I asked that, gazing at her with heated eyes, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and she answered in a small voice.
Her face, illuminated by the setting sun, looked feverish.
”…I’ll… adjust my schedule again, very soon.”
At that moment, a gust of wind blew, and the hem of her dress lifted slightly.
On her white abdomen, an ancient pattern had already risen, emitting a faint light. It was a seal of inescapable domination carved into her soul.
— Proof that she was my Dedicated Slave.
”D-Denka!!”
Of course, Freya, who had no way of knowing about this, cried out in shock at her mistress’s excessively obedient demeanor. Her voice was mixed with shock and despair.
Her face turned pale, and she took several steps backward, as if trying to reject the reality before her eyes.
”Freya… This, too, is for peace between our nations. For that, I must have further discussions with Grimlock-dono…”
Elisabeth offered a plausible excuse.
Her gaze caught mine for just an instant, tinged with a challenging color. No longer humiliation — I could even sense a faint pleasure.
”And so it is. Please do not stand in my way, guard knight.”
I smiled at Freya with triumphant satisfaction.
”Guh… guh…!”
Freya could only glare at me in frustration. Her fists were clenched tightly and trembling.
Pitiable.
She still knew nothing.
That her liege — both heart and body — had already become mine. Just imagining what this scene must be like for her, what kind of hell this was, made my chest tighten.
Notes:
• Elisabeth – The Adrastea Empire’s princess is a vision of refined elegance with lustrous blue hair and striking amber eyes. Known for her icy, formidable royal authority, she carries herself with unmatched dignity. However, this grace shifts to submissiveness under an ancient crest’s influence. A key figure in imperial politics, she is currently preparing for a secret, high-stakes rendezvous with Xenos.
• Adrastea – Princess Elisabeth bears the imperial family name of the Adrastea Empire, representing the majesty of the enemy nation she rules. As a royal figure, she embodies the power and identity of her lineage, standing at the center of the empire’s influence and its complex relationships with surrounding nations.
• de – A particle used in the aristocratic name of the Margrave Albion de Blanchefort.
• Freya – A 22-year-old guardian knight from a destitute house, she serves Princess Elisabeth with fierce, hot-headed protectiveness. Lean and toned with amber eyes and short, coppery hair, she bears faint facial scars and wears a jet-black uniform. Her intense loyalty is matched by a volatile combat style, shown when she lunged with lethal intent to wound the protagonist while defending her charge.
• Elenor – The Student Council President, revered as the “Saint of Light,” is a noble princess with radiant golden hair and piercing, sharp eyes. Known for her cold, ice-like dignity, she hides a secret identity as the brutal arena gladiator ‘Princess Elenor.’ A skilled swordswoman, she uses past lessons with Xenos to defy foes like Grimlock, who notes her twisted, secret pleasure in their painful encounters.
• Liam – As the calm, idealistic First Prince and game protagonist, he is officially engaged to Princess Elisabeth Adrastea while maneuvering against the warmongering Grimlock family. Dedicated to human and demi-human harmony, his leadership is supported by his loyal aide, Elliot Valias, and Aldrick Stonewall. However, a leaked recording revealing his secret pursuit of Cecilia now threatens his political standing.
• Lilia – A voluptuous, mature former slave and dedicated maid at Xenos’s underground facility, she balances sycophantic devotion with professional grace. Marked by a chest tattoo and nullified crest, she tenderly tends to Xenos’s needs while collaborating with Mina to manage household arrangements. Efficient and loyal, she handles high-society reception duties with a sweet, fragrant presence.
• Grimlock – As the mana-less heir to House Margrave Grimlock, Xenos manages his family’s military legacy and shadow network alongside his father, Gaius. While projecting deceptive noble etiquette, he uses tactical falsehoods, spatial magic, and the Collar of Submission to ruthlessly manipulate allies and foes. As a ‘Royal Phantom’ member, he maintains an analytical internal tone while navigating dangerous social circles.
Please bookmark this series and rate ☆☆☆☆☆ on here!
Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
Thanks for reading.
Leave a Reply