“I’ve set up a formation, so no one will bother us anymore.” Herman finally tore off the small piece of fabric that was close to her body again, and finally entered the “source” that brought him pleasure.

Feng Guang has never had the right to resist Herman. Although Herman always seems to be very accommodating to her, only she knows that once Herman wants to do something, she can only offer a few opinions first, and in the end, she can only surrender.

It's not that she doesn't like it; on the contrary, she enjoys seeing him go "crazy" for her. She gets a great sense of satisfaction from it, both physically and mentally. Feng Guang is an extremely lazy person who likes to follow the crowd. Usually, she is an indecisive person because she is lazy.

Therefore, she needed a man who could control her, and at the same time, she was willing to be controlled by him. It has to be said that with Herman around, she felt that she could save herself a lot of trouble.

It just takes a lot of "effort".

When the stars came out, it was Herman who escorted Fengguang back to the palace. His reason was simple: Eve had gone to rescue Richard, and because he was worried about the princess, he had to personally escort her back to the palace.

This was a perfectly normal reason, but on the carriage back to the palace, the splendor was once again completely extinguished. The driver was an emotionless servant summoned by Herman, so he had no need to worry about the people outside hearing any strange noises.

Herman helped the impeccably dressed Feng Guang down from the carriage, but only Feng Guang knew how weak her legs were.

Herman had the right to move freely within the palace; he could go anywhere. Therefore, he escorted the person to the entrance of the bedchamber.

Feng Guang dismissed the maids and put her arm around Herman's waist. "The court ball is in a few days. Will you come to attend?"

Her eyes shone with a captivating light; this ball was prepared for her sixteenth birthday.

Herman kissed her lips and said softly, "I will pray for Wendy before the Goddess on behalf of the Pope."

"Is that the only reason you came?"

“Of course not.” Herman raised his hand and covered her cheek. Seeing her displeased expression, he softened his gaze. “I won’t let any other man steal Wendy’s first dance.”

Moreover, she has so many suitors; if she's not careful, a whole host of admirers will swarm around her.

Feng Guang then smiled and tiptoed to kiss the corner of his lips. "Hermann, goodnight."

As she spoke, she stepped out of his embrace and skipped back to her bedroom. Before entering, she couldn't help but wave to him again. Herman's expression remained unchanged, but perhaps because he was bathed in moonlight, his whole demeanor softened considerably. He watched her enter the room.

Princess's sixteenth birthday is no small matter, as it signifies that she is of marriageable age. Moreover, Princess does not currently have a fiancé, so those shrewd nobles, after much deliberation, can now begin to act.

Under the Queen's insistence, Feng Guang had no choice but to dress herself up beautifully, even though the dress made it hard for her to breathe.

After declining several ball invitations, Richard approached and said with great flair, "Your Highness, may I have the honor of inviting you to dance?"

"No." Those two simple and concise words perfectly conveyed her impatience.

Feng Guang then looked at Ariel, who was hiding in the corner. She still didn't understand why Ariel and Richard had met. After she changed the original plot, Richard was now supposed to come and pester her.

“Wendy,” the King approached, offering a friendly suggestion, “perhaps you could dance with Prince Richard.”

“Father!” Feng Guang stamped his foot.

The king was helpless when he saw her acting cute. In the early years, he and the queen had no children. It was only after praying for a long time at the Holy See that their child was born in a grand manner. All parents are the same. They always spoil their only child to some extent.

Suddenly, a man in a black robe walked in through the door. He seemed out of place among the group of noble youths, but his indifferent expression made it seem as if the youths were the ones of low status.

Feng Guang's eyes lit up, and she respectfully curtsied, lifting her skirt, "Bishop Herman."

“Princess Wendy.” Herman nodded in return. He used to call her Your Highness, but now he suddenly called her Princess Wendy. Because he called her so naturally, no one noticed anything was wrong.

Herman always seemed to wear a white shirt with a black robe. The two simple colors collided together and always conveyed a sense of meticulousness. But Feng Guang could easily imagine that under this ascetic clothing was a body that was not so "ascetic" that she often encountered.

It was just a simple glance, but because of their unspoken understanding, it automatically translated into feelings that only the two of them could understand. This was a secret that only the two of them could enjoy. Suddenly, she could understand why Herman longed for her so much, because she, too, longed for this man just as much.

"It's over," Feng Guang thought sadly, "it seems he's corrupted her."