Chapter 252 He is truly outstanding!
My life became strangely peaceful.
Every morning before dawn, I would get up to take a walk in the courtyard and watch the sunrise. After a simple lunch, I would take a nap, and then spend the afternoon reading in the study. In the evening, I would cook dinner or snacks in the hot spring pool, in the courtyard, or on the rooftop terrace of the palace. Sometimes I would also make drinks, such as rose syrup, soy milk, or fermented rice.
The Elven King would come every few days, usually in the middle of the night. He would sleep in the same bed with me, and in my drowsy state, I would see this man take off his clothes, strip naked, and then embrace me, whispering Elven words in my ear. I couldn't hear him clearly, nor could I understand him; it seemed to be a very difficult Elven language.
I drifted off to sleep to the lullaby-like elven language, and when I awoke again, he was gone. He was a very diligent king.
Two months passed quickly, and Anleya appeared at my palace. When she saw me, her expression wasn't very joyful; there was no happiness in the way a mother and daughter would show upon reunion.
"Mother, have you made me a laughingstock in the palace?"
"What do you mean?!"
"Everyone thought you would become the king of the entire Western Territory, or at least a powerful figure behind the scenes. But you didn't even manage to take over the Western Territory, let alone win over the great nobles of the capital city."
“Okay, I admit I’m a failure.” I shrugged.
"I'm very disappointed in you. I originally had high hopes for you. A woman with superpowers should be able to turn the world upside down."
“I’m sorry to disappoint you,” I said. “I suffered a crushing defeat.”
She snorted twice, sat down in the armchair, and huffed.
Bai Ni entered carrying two cups of hot cocoa. She took a couple of sips to calm herself down before saying, "You ran away like a stray dog this time, which really benefited the nobles of those royal cities. Now they have formed a council to manage the royal cities. The tax revenue from the two royal cities you conquered has all been divided up by them, and everyone has made a fortune, except for you."
"Is the straight road still under construction? Is the school still operating?" I asked.
"You still care about this?" She looked at me incredulously. "Think about how to make a comeback."
The word "idiot" almost slipped out of my mouth.
I touched my belly, which wasn't showing much. "Why worry about those things? I'm a superpowered woman. Maybe one day I'll disappear, and all my power and wealth will be gone."
“But you have a daughter,” she cried out. “She’s an illegitimate child. Without powerful parents, is she just supposed to sit here and wait to die?”
"You still have a father."
“My father has more than one daughter!” she cried out, almost hoarsely. “There’s also the Queen’s daughter, the Princess’s daughter, and the mistress’s daughter.”
"Oh, the Queen has given birth to a daughter?" I caught a glimpse of this information.
"She was just born at the beginning of the year." She glared at me impatiently and yelled, "Didn't you even understand what I meant?!"
I sneered, "If you want power and wealth, earn it yourself. Don't force me."
She didn't expect me to react this way. It was the first time I'd given her the cold shoulder. She got so angry that she smashed the cocoa cup on the ground and stormed off.
I learned a lot of information from her for the first time. Of course, I also knew that the Elf King was willing to reveal this information to me, and if she said anything she shouldn't, someone would soon stop her.
Walking in the courtyard, the high walls on all sides seemed to be trying to isolate me from the outside world.
Is it really an isolation? A slight smile played on my lips.
At midnight, the Elf King whispered in my ear: "Don't be angry about what Anrea said."
"I'm not angry. She's my daughter, why would I be angry with her?"
"Aren't you angry that I locked you up?"
I turned to look at him. "Don't be angry. You did it to protect me. The nobles of the capital are afraid I'll make a comeback and will definitely hunt me down, but you protected me."
He was slightly surprised, and still disbelieving. "Are you really that sensible?"
"I've always been very sensible," I said with a sweet, obedient smile.
He smiled too, his smile gentle and sweet, "It's good that you're sensible."
But deep in his eyes, there was a profound sadness.
We did it that night. He was very gentle, afraid of hurting me or affecting the baby, so he went in from behind.
His skills are superb and captivating; the tips of his teeth and tongue are so alluring that they drive one to the brink of ecstasy.
This is the extraordinary skill he honed while he was paralyzed.
To be honest, I really enjoyed it. Because he was just so outstanding.
Since then, we have often communicated like this, and we have communicated very thoroughly, sometimes even until dawn.
I sometimes jokingly ask him, "Did you manage like this when you were in a wheelchair? Your fingers, tongue, and teeth are amazing."
His smile could melt my heart. "I can't move my hands and feet. I learned how to use my fingers later."
"So your teeth and tongue are helping you?"
"That's right."
Seeing me looking at him with a kind of adoration, he hugged me intimately. "I have failed countless times. When I was frustrated, I would bite the maids' necks until they bled, bite their lips until they bled, and even bite off their noses."
It was incredibly cruel, yet it was spoken with unparalleled tenderness, as if it were sweet words of love.
"How did you manage to master it?" I asked slowly.
“Practice makes perfect,” he said gently to me. “I hate women who look at me with pity, even if they only show a little bit of it unintentionally, I can’t help but bite their throats off.”
“You’re horrible,” I said.
"I used to be a monster, wearing the skin of a handsome man, and countless women fell for it, yet one after another they still did."
"Were they all there voluntarily, or did you request it?"
“Yes, I had both.” He gently stroked my neck and collarbone. “When I was fourteen, my father was still alive. He brought a group of beautiful women to teach me. He didn’t know that I wasn’t excited at the time, I was just terrified. Those women were like hungry wolves, scrambling at me and scaring me so much that I rolled off the bed. They laughed and dragged me out of the bed, straddling me. One would get off, and another would get on. I was exhausted and almost died in that room.”
“That’s terrifying,” I said.
"Yes, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's about J."
"I simply can't imagine this happening to a boy. Where is your mother? Why isn't she helping you?"
“My mother was proud of this. In her view, a boy who did not even have this ability was not worthy of being a king.”
"What about girls? Do girls have to go through this terrible thing too?" My heart pounded, fearing that my daughter would encounter something like this in the future.
"On the contrary, girls from noble families were kept very close watch. Before marriage, they were not allowed to be alone in a room with a man, nor could they take a walk in the garden outside, nor with their own brothers. An elder had to be present."
As dawn broke, a soft, white light streamed in through the curtains.
He got out of bed naked and slightly pulled back the curtains. "Another year passed, and I was poisoned. All the imperial physicians were helpless. The poison got deeper and deeper, and I became more and more miserable. In the end, I didn't even have the strength to commit suicide. I couldn't even lift a knife."
He turned to look at me and said, “When I have that kind of desire, it’s more painful than death. My sister called several maids to help me, but they couldn’t release me no matter what they tried. I would bite their necks, eyes, noses, and lips in agony, until they were covered in blood. Since then, I have often bitten them, and occasionally I would use the tip of my tongue. In this way, I have become more and more skilled.”
I was speechless for a long time.
He smiled as he put on his smooth, silky white robe and walked out barefoot, his white feet gleaming. "You should get some more sleep. You worked hard last night."
From that day on, his supervision of me seemed to have relaxed somewhat, and I was allowed to walk outside the palace for a while, though only for a short time, but that was enough for me.
Perhaps it was this kind of communication that made him relax and trust me a little more.
My belly grew bigger and bigger, and I felt increasingly lethargic. But no matter how much I slept, I always woke up eventually. Bored, I started researching different dishes. The barbecues, stir-fries, and soups I loved weren't popular here, so I decided to cook them myself. Although there was a chef from the Eastern Border, I felt his cooking wasn't good enough; it wasn't as satisfying as what I made myself.
The Elf King never eats the food I make. Born in the Elf Realm, he is used to cold dishes, steamed or boiled foods, and has a very bland taste, with almost no salt in the food.
Anleya can occasionally eat some of my food, such as French fries, grilled lamb skewers, and tomato and egg soup. I hardly add any salt, and since she's a child, she can eat it. Later, I made ketchup for her to dip the fries in, and she ate even more of that.
The tomatoes here are exceptionally good, grown in a secluded environment with its own unique soil and water. They are particularly fresh and delicious, and taste even better when made into sauce.
The Elf King tried it once and actually thought it was pretty good. He asked me if I could pass on the recipe for the sauce to the chefs here. I said no problem. You've been so kind to me, what's a little sauce recipe to me?
He laughed, "If only you were really well-behaved."
"How disobedient am I?" I said, while obediently hugging him, unbuttoning his shirt, embracing his sexy, muscular chest, and pulling him down onto the bed...
Just as I was about to give birth, my belly was already quite large, and the Elf King actually allowed me to attend the palace ball.
I arrived early, and only two or three nobles were present, all looking at me with surprise. I smiled at them and found a corner to sit down.
To avoid attracting too much attention, I arrived very early.
Meat sandwiches, sausages, pan-fried foie gras, steak, fruit platters, and vegetable salads were continuously served on the long table in the center of the banquet hall.
Bai Ni got me some food, and I ate it without hesitation. I'm pregnant, after all; I can't let the baby go hungry.
As more and more nobles arrived, those with sharp eyes spotted me and immediately pulled others aside to whisper among themselves. Several people turned their gazes toward me at the same time, but I pretended not to notice.
After a while, more nobles arrived. With so many people, attention was diverted, and they needed to socialize with each other. I was gradually ignored—which was exactly the effect I wanted.
"I heard that Prince Bernot's eldest son is getting married to the daughter of a large conglomerate in the East."
"What eldest son? He's just an illegitimate child. His son with Princess Nora is only two years old."
Two elegantly dressed elderly ladies walked by, fanning themselves. Their gossiping voices were very low, but I still listened carefully.
My seat was in a rather dark place; if you hadn't noticed me when you first entered the banquet hall, you would have hardly seen me afterward. The two elderly ladies walked by as if I were still there.
This was the first time I had heard news from the outside world. Before this, my world was almost completely closed off.
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