It had been a long time since Millennium Castle received any guests, and yet within a single evening, two had arrived.
The first was formally invited.
The second... was an uninvited guest.
In order to ensure Alvin could rest undisturbed, Arcueid had deliberately arranged for him to stay in a quiet, remote part of the castle.
And yet, even with such precautions, someone had still managed to sneak into the room she had so carefully prepared for him.
Under normal circumstances, faced with such irresistible seduction from such irresistible beauty, Alvin would've long since tossed caution to the wind and gotten straight to business.
But this was, after all, Arcueid's territory...
It wasn't that he was afraid of her, it's just that he didn't want to spark unnecessary conflict.
Back in Britain, even if Morgan showed Alvin some affection, Arcueid would at most get annoyed or sulk for a bit.
But here—
This was Millennium Castle, her home, and just not long ago, both sisters had tacitly agreed to let Arcueid bring Alvin here.
Now the Moon Queen herself was in the midst of preparing for a so-called "wedding," and Morgan decided to swoop in and steal the groom?
That was outright provocation.
Anyone with a shred of pride would find their blood pressure spiking through the roof.
Perhaps sensing Alvin's hesitation, Morgan's lips curled into a subtle smile.
"..What's the matter? Are you worried she'll catch us?"
"The Moon Queen is just a latecomer.
I didn't even know she existed before this. Even if we were to do something.. she has no right to interfere."
As she thought of something, Morgan's voice grew colder.
"..Come to think of it, I've never asked you how you met her in the first place."
"..It almost feels like since you left Britain, the number of girls around you has mysteriously multiplied?"
Hearing her words, Alvin's heart thumped before he cleared his throat awkwardly.
"..That's… a long story. She's helped me quite a bit. If I had to put it plainly, I owe her my life. I wouldn't have survived back then if it weren't for her."
To be honest, Morgan's statement was a bit wrong.
After all, if you followed the chronology of the game's story chapters as he did, Morgan was technically the one who showed up later, since "Britain" was the final arc of the game...
But obviously, Alvin wasn't about to bring any of that up now.
He gave another dry cough and said,
"..When Arcueid first showed up in front of you all, I really thought you'd be furious."
Morgan instantly saw through his obvious attempt at changing the subject, but didn't press the issue.
Ever since Alvin had died once, she had already learned not to back him into a corner.
That was, after all, how he ended up leaving Britain the first time.
Morgan pouted slightly and said in a bland tone, "..At first, I was angry. But then I thought, if even Lily didn't object to her presence... then standing in my position, maybe I didn't have any real reason to be angry either."
"In the end, she's just a so-called Moon Princess... so, there's actually no reason for me to get angry over her."
While Morgan said this, she reached up and tied her loose platinum hair into twin tails as a faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
"If the boy I like was some unpopular creep no girl wanted, I'd be just as frustrated, you know."
Alvin: "..."
Why did it feel like this whole trip awakened some strange new kink in Sister Morgan?
After chatting for a bit, Alvin suddenly felt a creeping sense of crisis welling up in the bottom of his heart, so, he couldn't help but speak.
"Hey, maybe you should hide somewhere else for a while... I mean, just lay low until I've dealt with everything, and then I'll come find you?"
He didn't know what Arcueid was busy with right now, but he had a hunch that once she finished her business, she'd come see him right away.
If the other party walked in and saw this scene in the room...
That would be catastrophic.
But the more he tried to suggest this, the less Morgan seemed concerned.
"Why would I hide? The Moon Princess herself said she'd invite me to the wedding, didn't she? In that case, it doesn't seem to be a big deal to come to Millennium City for a visit in advance, right?
That may be true, but... do you really think those words will hold up if Arcueid walks in right now and sees this mess? Alvin silently bit his tongue.
At that moment, on the lavish white bed, the charming and seductive beauty had her arms wrapped around the young man, and the soft pressure against his face was almost suffocating.
Morgan's dress tonight hugged her sexy figure perfectly, and with their bodies pressed so close, the light, elegant fragrance she carried was too intoxicating to resist.
Alvin could feel a strange, indescribable temptation crawling from his body to his soul.
With her plump, soft chest pressing against his face and her smooth skin brushing his cheeks, his heart couldn't help but twist with conflicting emotions.
In fact, rationally, he should have pushed Morgan away right then and told her to leave...but another part of him, his little brother, desperately wanted her to stay.
However...
If Arcueid saw this scene, she might actually explode on the spot.
Morgan, clearly reading the atmosphere, curved her lips into a playful smirk. Her slender white fingers gently brushed the boy's cheek, caressing softly as she whispered seductively,
"Do you really want me to leave?"
"There's no one else here right now... you sure you don't want to do something?"
Truly, Morgan le Fay had mastered the human heart.
She could toy with desire as easily as she breathed—and Alvin's was being twisted around her finger.
She licked her red lips lightly, her enchanting eyes filled with longing and affection as she spoke.
"Besides... like I just said, even if the Moon Princess were here, she wouldn't have a word to say.
After all...she should know the relationship between you and me better than anyone else."
Hearing her words, Alvin, who was somewhat mesmerized by her beauty, finally snapped back to his senses, and muttered with a helpless look on his face.
"Morgan... this isn't about who came first and who came later. This is Millennium City."
Although he really wanted enjoy such a seductive beauty.
But there should be time and place for that.
This was Arcueid's home...Millennium Castle.
In this place, the title of "Isle Sovereign" didn't apply.
That was what truly concerned him.
After all, the two of them might be strong...but there was one thing that shouldn't be forgotten.
In this Millennium City, Arcueid wasn't the only True Ancestor lurking around.
Morgan tilted her head slightly, her eyes curious.
"But you're here, aren't you? If anything happens, you'll stand by me... won't you?"
When Alvin didn't immediately respond, the woman puckered her lips slightly, her smile soft and dangerous.
"If you really want me to leave... then I'll need something in return."
Is she blackmailing me now...?
Alvin raised an eyebrow.
"Name it."
Morgan closed her eyes and lifted her fair chin slightly.
"Kiss me, and I'll leave. Don't worry—I might not always keep promises... but I usually don't go back on the ones I make to you."
Pulling a NTR type stunt like this in the heart of the enemy's lair... yeah, only Morgan in all of Britain could pull that off.
Only now did Alvin realize, this woman was truly a fairy.
Not just a fairy from Avalon...
She was the kind of fairy who could tempt a man into sin.
"If you don't hurry up... I might change my mind, you know?"
Morgan still had her eyes closed.
Her face was pale and flawless, carrying an air of cold, noble elegance.
Yet in this moment, with her utterly defenseless posture and the way her soft lips pressed together ever so slightly, she looked incredibly seductive and bewitching.
This woman, after all, was a trinity of human, fairy, and divine being.
She retained the pure beauty from her time as Princess Morgan, yet at times exuded the allure of a seductive fairy.
But upon closer inspection, one could feel a strange fusion of purity and sultry charm that created a dangerously unique appeal.
Though she resembled Lily greatly, there was a distinct maturity and hotness about her... No wonder he was seduced.
Truly befitting of the elder sister, perhaps?
Wanting to help her leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, the boy hesitated for a moment—then leaned in and softly kissed her lips, before pulling away almost immediately.
"..Hmph.. so that's all it was? Seems you're really that worried the Moon Princess will find out, or are you just afraid she'll be jealous of what we have?"
Morgan opened her eyes silently, casting a slightly aggrieved look at the boy.
But then her gaze shifted, like she just recalled something amusing and suddenly, she pressed her hands down on his shoulders and pushed him back.
As Alvin fell backward, his hands instinctively caught her waist and his gaze locked with the woman who had now pinned him against the floor.
Her eyes gazed down at him with a rare softness, her fair skin glowing under the dim light.
Her plump and sexy thighs thighs contrasted against the sheer black fishnet stockings, exuding a crystalline, icy beauty.
The texture of the stockings somehow felt a little... less satisfying.
As his hands subconsciously slid down, his brain momentarily blanked, with only that one stray thought flashing through.
Their eyes met in silence.
Normally, Morgan looked at everyone with the same condescending chill, like one might regard an insect.
But at this moment, looking into her beautiful eyes, what the boy saw was tenderness—and jealousy.
Yes... she was jealous.
Although she was possessive...but she gave in for Alvin and Artoria, after all, she was not the one who came first and she loved him so much to keep her possessiveness behind him.
Now she could accept the contact between him and her younger sister.
She could even endure the wedding between him and the Princess of the Moon... but what she couldn't stand was the lingering "First Embrace" mark that Arcueid had left on his body today.
"..Morgan—"
Alvin took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm, preparing to gently lift her off of him.
But at this moment, Morgan had already lowered his head and moved close to the back of Alvin's neck.
There, one could faintly see a complex magical crest—the First Embrace seal Arcueid had left on him long ago.
Only when she had recently attempted to formally embrace him had the seal revealed its full shape.
Morgan parted her lips, and softly kissed that mark.
A moment later, a warm sensation spread from the spot.
And the mark of the First Embrace... began to subtly change.
"..."
Alvin looked at the cold and beautiful face of the woman in front of him, and a subtle expression quickly appeared on his face.
Arcueid left her mark on him and now Morgan wanted to overwrite it with her own.
Her jealousy... was far stronger than he had expected.
Seeing that subtle expression in his eyes, Morgan stayed quiet for a long time. Then, as if finally satisfied, she pulled away and spoke in a tone of contentment:
"..Alright. I can leave now."
"..Anything you want to say?"
Alvin shook his head. "..Not really. Just be careful on your way out."
He turned to escort Morgan to the door, but at that very moment—
Knock knock.
Someone was knocking from outside.
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