Unlike the third prince whose intense pheromones were uncontrollable and he had no intention of controlling them, Eldon thoroughly regulated his pheromones. The cases where he released pheromones toward someone other than Seha were largely two.
One was when Rosenthal put an aphrodisiac in Eldon’s food for pregnancy (he ultimately succeeds in getting pregnant but gets brutally killed), and the second was when he was angry beyond his ability to restrain himself.
I’m not Seha and didn’t slip any drugs, so there was only one remaining possibility. And he was someone who didn’t know what he’d do once he got angry.
I reflexively stood up from my seat and staggered backward.
“Wh-what do you mean…?”
“You’ll abandon me and choose the third prince?”
I was confused for a moment. Is that something to be so angry about? He already knows anyway, and he hates me, doesn’t he?
“Your Highness, I…”
“You enjoyed a secret rendezvous with the third prince.”
“……”
“…You knew?”
There were only a few guards at the detached palace. The third prince must have been careful and infiltrated secretly, but while pretending to neglect it, he had surveillance in place.
“I thought you were a cunning schemer. But you’re more stupid than I thought. Choosing that dissolute bastard just because of feelings.”
Eldon poured out cold contempt without even maintaining the basic courtesy toward a ducal son.
“I knew Rosenthal Chendewden was lascivious, but to think you’d do such things even in the imperial palace.”
His pheromones surged even more violently. It felt less like erotic sweetness and more like being wrapped in murderous intent.
He approached me step by step, and I retreated step by step. Then I ended up sitting down on the bed.
“Did you sleep with the third prince?”
He asked with pure anger unmixed with jealousy.
“Y-yes, in the past…”
“I know that. I’m talking about at the imperial palace. Did you roll around with that bastard on this bed?”
“N-no!”
I shook my head with my head lowered in fear. Then Eldon roughly grabbed my chin and made me look at him. Murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
“After the wedding ceremony, all children conceived are recognized as the husband’s children. Are you planning to carry the third prince’s seed and come to me?”
I knew he had a suspicious personality, but his imagination is rich too. Ah, of course in the novel Rosenthal sleeps with the third prince until the day before the wedding, so if the original work had proceeded faithfully, it would be a reasonable suspicion. But nothing happened with me.
“No!”
“When was the last sex?”
“Not at all since Your Highness the Crown Prince’s investiture ceremony…”
I answered after fumbling through the contents of the original work.
Rosenthal fell for Eldon at the Crown Prince investiture ceremony. So he strived endlessly to capture Eldon’s heart, but all that came back was contemptuous glances, and when he didn’t meet him even once after the engagement ceremony, he finally exploded. In the end, Rosenthal visited Arleigh a month before the wedding, and the two who rekindled their passion mingled their bodies until the day before the wedding.
But the contents of the original work twisted somewhat when I possessed the body before that.
“You expect me to believe that?”
“I spoke the truth.”
I answered while looking straight into his eyes. It’s true there were dangerous moments, but we didn’t do it in the end.
“Prove it.”
“Pardon?”
How am I supposed to prove it? Should I swear an oath or something?
“Show me.”
“What do you mean…?”
“What else?”
His gaze went to my center. No way….
“Did you really receive that bastard’s seed?”
It was an ominous voice as if he’d behead me right now. I looked at Eldon’s red sword said to be made from dragon teeth, and fumbled to take off my pants.
I thought I’d gotten used to the clothing here, but my hands kept missing.
He quietly looked down at me. The angry pheromones showed no signs of subsiding, and my body gradually heated up as embarrassing breaths rose.
I bit my lips to prevent sounds from leaking out as I slowly lowered my underwear.
He looked at my genitals with almost no pubic hair, then flicked his finger. It must mean to get on all fours.
I turned my body while casting another glance at the gleaming red sword at his waist.
Even with my back turned, I could feel his gaze clinging to me.
“I can’t tell like this. Spread.”
If he had lewd intentions, I would have resisted at least a little, but he was as cold as a prison guard conducting a body search, so I couldn’t protest anything. After all, it’s true I did something indecent with my ex-lover, and it’s true I tried to break off the engagement.
But understanding in your head and moving into action are very different. How exactly am I supposed to spread? My hand awkwardly circled in the air then fell onto the bed.
“Ugh!”
At that moment my thigh was grabbed and my buttocks lifted up, then a thin, hot piece of flesh invaded inside. It’s probably a finger. Arleigh had caressed the folds before, but this was the first time anything invaded inside. My whole body stiffened coldly at the sensation I was feeling for the first time in my life, then soon heated up.
“Ugh, mmph!”
The finger invaded inside without hesitation and roughly stabbed at my inner walls. I gritted my teeth and clutched the silk blanket. The shock was greater than pain or excitement.
Because I didn’t know I’d have my first experience this way. I couldn’t even say it hurt or to stop and was trembling in shock when Eldon, who had been indifferently poking and tearing up the passage while examining my inner walls, suddenly pulled out his finger.
At that moment my body collapsed and I fell onto the bed.
“You…”
He swallowed the rest of his words, then spoke in a flustered voice.
“It does seem certain it’s been a while.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
So he’s not going to go all the way or kill me. My lower body, freed from shock, belatedly felt excitement and twitched. I tried to pull up the blanket to cover my body in embarrassment, but he roughly pushed it away.
Wh-what? The death flag isn’t over yet? Or does he plan to continue? I looked at Eldon with trembling eyes, and he reached for his waist.
“Ahhh!”
I screamed and backed away. Why, why is he drawing his sword already! Seha hasn’t even appeared yet! Every word and action of that guy was terrifying, but still, isn’t it too early to die!
I crawled across a bed 1.5 times bigger than king size to escape, but he grabbed my ankle and pulled me over.
“Your Highness, p-please spare… huh?”
In his hand was not a red sword, but a luxurious pouch made of velvet.
“Who said they’re killing you?”
Eldon burst into an absurd laugh. Come to think of it, his pheromones had also subsided. It seems I’ve passed today’s crisis for now.
“Your Highness, then that is…?”
He smiled meaningfully and took out the object contained in the ominous pouch. Then hideous-looking leather appeared.
“Crown Prince, Your Highness, d-don’t tell me that is…”
“Until I can trust you, you’ll have to wear this and live.”
Eldon coldly shook the chastity belt made of leather.
“Your Highness, I…!”
“You were going to go to the third prince.”
He smiled coldly and climbed onto the bed. Then he wrapped around my waist. It was closer to restraints binding my body than affectionate skinship.
“Since you spoke honestly, I’ll speak honestly too. I cannot send you to the third prince. It would be troublesome if Duke Chendewden took his side.”
Although Eldon was a character endlessly cold to people other than Seha, he wasn’t the type to reveal his inner thoughts so nakedly…. It seems I’ve moved up the death flag after all. As expected, I can’t escape the predetermined ending.
Eldon coldly flipped over my dazed body and lifted my buttocks. I couldn’t dare say anything because I felt intimidation from his touch.
To think the original Rosenthal was swollen with desire to manipulate and control the empire by wielding such a scary guy—he’s lacking something somewhere. That’s why every scheme he set up completely failed.
Eldon fastened the leather chastity belt with clean, efficient movements. It was soft for leather, but it was a structure that blocked the back and completely wrapped around the genitals. The size wasn’t generous either, so the erect penis couldn’t go in and got caught, but Eldon mercilessly pushed it in.
“Ugh! Y-Your Highness…. I was wrong. I won’t meet His Highness the Third Prince again, so please remove it!”
I twisted my body in pain and pleaded with Eldon. But all that came back was a cold gaze and pheromones overflowing with murderous intent.
“How can I believe that?”
“Please, I beg you. Like this I can’t even conduct basic daily life.”
I knelt and begged. Perhaps he didn’t know the proud Rosenthal would surrender so easily—Eldon’s eyes shook but quickly found composure. He cast a contemptuous gaze then showed me a golden key.
“There’s only one key. If you try to force it open, fire magic will activate.”
I gulped. Do I have to be careful of burning at the stake aside from the sword….
“Don’t try any tricks and stay quiet until the wedding.”
He whispered softly in my ear, then walked out thump thump.
“H-how do I relieve myself!”
I shouted with a face burning red. There was a needle-sized hole near the urethra area, but it looked difficult even to urinate. Then Eldon turned his head and grinned.
“Report to me. Chendewden’s eldest son.”
A strange satisfaction lingered on his face. It’s not simply to prevent acts with the third prince, but to humiliate me for trying to break off the engagement.
I glared at Eldon’s fine face while clenching my fists.
***
Due to Eldon’s refusal, the plan to break off the engagement evaporated, and I moved my residence not to the remote detached palace but to the Crown Prince’s palace.
“That’s where it is.”
“Where?”
“That Omega, I mean.”
Today begins too. The Crown Prince’s concubines punched their attendance clock to my room like a wake-up alarm. Of course they don’t come inside. They just stand at the door spouting gossip pretending to be idle chat before leaving.
“Ah, I heard he barged into His Highness the Crown Prince’s palace, but he occupied a secluded room at the back door?”
Acting like you don’t know when you already knew.
“Yes. It was originally a valet’s room. His Highness roundaboutly expressed telling him to leave. But whether shameless or stupid, he’s been holding out for five days now.”
“He’s shameless and vicious. That’s why he betrayed His Highness the Third Prince and came to His Highness the Crown Prince, isn’t it?”
