TPOP 63

Chapter 63

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"Is there something hidden in the forest?"

"No, it's just that I haven't been out in a long time."

"Did His Highness give you permission?"

"Yes!"

Now there was only one day left.

Felix stopped by her quarters briefly late at night or right after lunch. Whenever he found Diana lingering in front of the door of the secret room, hoping he might come, his voice inevitably softened. Felix seemed satisfied that she was waiting for him.  

“The promise is still valid, right?”  

“Of course.”  

When he grew irritated by her repeated confirmations, she quickly kissed him. Felix definitely liked it when she kissed him first. At that moment, she didn't need his permission.

"Master, are you busy?"  

"Why do you ask?"  

"Just because you didn't come to bed yesterday..."  

"Why, do you feel empty down there because I didn't fill you up every day?"

"That..."

"Come to think of it, you were really horny. You couldn't even get your juices flowing, so I guess you're frustrated."

His teasing words were the same as always. But since coming to the palace, Felix seemed to be busy, and he didn't hold her until dawn like he used to.

He would quickly satisfy his urgent desires in the missionary position, or if that wasn't possible, he would open Diana's lips. Her oral skills were still terrible, but the amount of semen he ejaculated was enormous. Diana was relieved that he still desired her as much as ever.  

Emile asked casually.  

"Is it His Highness’s permission that you sleep in his bedchamber?" 

"Yes..."

Diana sensed something strange and trailed off.

The usually taciturn maid was asking a lot of questions today. Since the crown prince himself had said, "You can come into the bedroom," Diana didn't need to worry about Emile's opinion, whether she lay on his bed or sat at the table.

When Diana showed her wariness, Emile said bluntly,

“It’s fine. I just asked out of concern because it’s a rare occurrence. Have some water.”

“Yes… Thank you.”

Diana fiddled with the cup Emile had handed her. For the past few days, the taste of the water had been subtly different. After every meal, she felt a dull ache in her chest and a queasy sensation in her stomach, and perhaps the cause was here. 

 

Diana listened closely to the faint sounds coming from Emile, and as her footsteps grew faint, she gripped the cup tightly.

“Clear it away.”

She muttered that to herself, then took another sip of water. The faint bitterness she had felt in the water had disappeared completely. Someone had definitely mixed something in it. Who could it have been?

She wasn't particularly curious. She wasn't going to stay here long anyway.  

Diana emptied her cup with a clear conscience.  

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The last day seemed to drag on endlessly. Diana hurriedly paced back and forth between the study and the bedroom. Even so, she couldn't walk fast, and she stumbled over the doorframe several times.  

It would be different in the forest. There, she didn't need the help of her eyesight. She could roam freely in nature even with her eyes closed.

"What time is it?"

"Three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Emile, what time is it now?"

"Ten minutes to four."

"Emile, is it possible that the time..."

"It's not even five o'clock yet. His Highness has just finished his inspection, so he should arrive within an hour."

Emile scolded her to stop asking questions. As if Felix was really coming, Emile once again helped Diana, who had tripped over the corner of the bed, to her feet. Then she immediately changed her clothes.  

Diana noticed that the lower garment Emile was putting on her was different from usual.

“Emile, this is… pants, isn’t it?”

"These are what the servants wear. Every door leading out of the palace is watched by countless eyes."

It meant that it wouldn't be good for the world to see someone like her going out with the crown prince. Diana, who easily guessed the hidden meaning, bit her lip.

‘Then it's impossible to escape from the palace. The secondary palace, or the hunting grounds…’

If there were any passages, those were the only two places.  

***  

It was perhaps inevitable that Felix disliked Diana’s attire.  

“What is this?”

Felix scanned Diana from head to toe, her hair completely covered by a hat that would be more suitable for a stablehand. The loose-fitting shirt, vest, and jacket were effective at concealing the woman’s curves, but they were far too large for Diana, making her appearance rather unflattering.

“Just cover your face adequately.”

“A cloak alone is not enough, Your Highness.”

Emile explained calmly.

“Any woman Your Highness comes into contact with, regardless of her status, becomes the talk of the town. The daughter of the Blue family, with whom you had lunch yesterday, is probably already the talk of the social scene by now.”

Diana's eyes, hidden under her hat, flinched.  

If it was yesterday's lunch, Felix had briefly visited the bedroom around noon. Diana was on her knees and sucked his hard penis. Felix had kissed her and wiped away his traces from her mouth before leaving. Even after he left, she felt unsettled by the change in the man who had previously forced her to swallow or ordered her to rinse it out with water.

But did that mean he went straight to dinner with another woman?

"Marguerite?"

His voice as he pronounced the unfamiliar name was no different from when he called Diana.

"Yes, Your Highness. So, when you send this maid out of the secret room... no, out of the bedroom, you must be careful. Duke Christen also emphasized this."

"Tsk."

Felix reluctantly agreed, unable to refute it. Emile added.

"I have a carriage waiting behind the courtyard. Just go there."

Diana cleared her throat, which felt strangely tight.

"I will... follow you, master."

"How will you do that?"

"Just make your footsteps a little louder. It won't be difficult for me to follow you."

"..."

"It's safer to follow than to lead... Do you dislike that?"

The answer came after a long pause.

"Do as you wish."

He still seemed displeased, but at least he had given his permission. Diana waited for him to move and followed behind him.

But his footsteps were strange. He would walk three steps, stop, drag his feet, and stand still for a few seconds. Then he would take another three or four steps.  

Because Felix kept stopping, Diana had to stop too. If she didn't, she would bump into his back, so she had no choice but to listen carefully to his footsteps. Perhaps he was looking back at her every time he stopped.

Felix, who had been walking ahead, suddenly let out an irritated sigh. Diana stopped awkwardly. She wanted to ask him why he was acting this way, but she kept it to herself. She wanted to look pretty, quiet, and lovable, like a doll with no free will.

The forest was not far away. Even if she looked like a fool, she had to get to the forest. That way, she could go out again, and again.

Felix turned back two steps and grabbed Diana's arm. Diana, who had not realized they were so close, was startled.

"Master?"

There was no reply. Instead, strong arms wrapped around her shoulders and waist.

Before she could resist, her body was lifted up. This time, Diana was truly startled and let out a small scream.

Emile, who had been following behind them, hurriedly looked around. The imperial gardener was staring at them with wide eyes.

"Your Highness, if you carry the maid like that..."

"Don't worry about it."

"Yes, sire."

It was obvious that if word got out that the crown prince had carried a servant into a carriage, it would cause a scandal.

But there was no one to stop him. Felix picked up Diana and strode forward. The carriage waiting outside the garden quickly approached.

While Diana calmed her racing heart, Felix seated her in the carriage.