The man’s large hand slowly caressed her stomach over the soft fabric. The touch felt as though he were stroking something that already belonged to him.
“You use the same perfume as your mother. Lady Senevier’s hair carried this scent as well. Once someone becomes intoxicated by this fragrance, they can’t help but keep searching for it...... again and again...... as if addicted.”
The man’s hand crept upward toward her chest.
Talia instinctively twisted her body, trying to wrench herself free from his arms. But the man did not budge in the slightest.
Holding her tightly against him from behind, he pressed his damp, burning lips beneath her earlobe. It felt like a fat caterpillar clinging to her skin and sucking at it.
Talia’s rigid, trembling body soon began thrashing violently, like someone in the middle of a seizure.
The man shoved her down and brutally pinned her against the soft carpet.
She flailed her limbs like a drowning person. The table overturned, and the tower of puzzle pieces she had spent hours stacking came crashing apart. She crawled desperately across the scattered pieces, struggling to escape the beast crushing her beneath him, but he seized her ankle and dragged her violently back down.
Talia stared up at him with terror-stricken eyes. A primitive fear surged through her at the realization that someone could overpower her so effortlessly.
“Please stay still.”
The man grabbed both of her wrists with one hand while the other closed around her jaw.
She struggled desperately to turn her head away, but she could not move at all. He pressed against her cheek, forcing her mouth open before shoving his thick tongue inside.
Revulsion constricted her throat painfully. It felt as though some enormous slug had crawled into her mouth.
She did not even have the courage to bite down on the horrible thing. Tears spilled from her eyes as broken, choking sounds escaped her throat. The man rubbed his massive muscular body against hers, breathing harshly in excitement.
“Ah...... Lady Senevier....... How deeply I have missed you.......”
The man’s hand crawled beneath her skirt. Cold sweat spread across her body at the sensation of his rough palm groping bare skin.
A terror as dreadful as death swallowed her whole. She felt his long fingers forcing themselves deeper between her thighs.
At the unfamiliar, burning pain, Talia’s mouth opened soundlessly like a fish dragged onto land. The man pressed his sticky lips against the corner of her mouth and muttered hoarsely.
“There is no need to tremble so much. The pain will only last a moment. Soon, Your Highness will be crying out in pleasure as well—”
At that moment, the crushing weight pinning her down vanished as suddenly as a lie.
Talia instinctively scrambled backward into the corner and curled into herself. For several moments, she could not properly comprehend what had happened.
Only after a few seconds passed did she finally realize that Varkas, dressed in the uniform of the Roem Knights, was gripping the man’s head in one hand and mercilessly grinding his face against the wall.
The sight was so unreal that her mind went blank.
Half of the man’s once-neat face had been scraped raw against the rough stone surface, soaked in blood, while grotesque groans of agony poured from his twisted mouth.
“W-Wait...... let go...... we can t-talk.......”
Varkas grabbed the man by the hair and smashed his head against the wall without hesitation.
Thud. Thud.
With each heavy impact, the man’s face crumpled more horribly.
Talia barely managed to swallow her ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) scream.
“Talia.”
Without taking his eyes off the bloodied wreck of a face, Varkas spoke quietly.
“Go to your room.”
The voice was so calm it was impossible to believe it belonged to the man carrying out such brutal violence. Because of that, Talia did not immediately realize he was speaking to her.
Only after meeting those blue eyes clouded over like dark ash-gray storm clouds did she understand.
“Talia Roem Gwirta.”
His voice was unnervingly quiet.
Varkas, who dared to speak the Imperial Princess’s name so casually, slowly added,
“Can’t you hear me telling you to go to your room?”
Talia merely stared blankly at him from where she sat curled in the corner.
Then a furious roar exploded from his lips.
“Now!”
At that instant, it felt as though sparks burst across her entire body.
Talia fled the study in panic like a horse struck by a whip. The moment she threw herself into her bedroom and buried herself beneath the heavy blankets, a throbbing ache spread through her entire body.
She scrubbed harshly at her burning skin. It still felt as though that slick tongue and those rough palms were crawling over her flesh.
Trying desperately to erase the sensation, she rubbed violently at her neck, chest, and thighs before finally beginning to punch her own body.
It was horrible.
That man was horrible.
The body he had touched was horrible.
The fact that Varkas had seen her in that state was horrible.
She beat her thighs hard enough to bruise before burying her face into the pillow and letting out an animal-like cry.