Chapter 6: People of the Imperial Palace
"Yurian. You're here now? Come, sit down."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Yurian bent her knees slightly, greeted the emperor seated at the head of the table, and then sat at the lowest end of the table. She flinched when she saw the face of the emperor's beautiful consort, the empress, sitting beside him. The empress was the most beautiful woman Yurian had ever seen, but her red gaze was sharp. As the legitimate empress of the empire, there was no way she would look kindly upon Yurian, who was nothing more than an illegitimate child.
Yurian lowered her head and stared at the utensils and tablecloth in front of her, afraid to make eye contact with anyone at the table. In particular, the person she least wanted to meet eyes with was Blair, the red-eyed prince she had encountered earlier that day.
Blair, the first prince of the Edlen Empire, sat silently in front of the empress, saying nothing, but to Yurian, he was a terrifying presence. Yurian recalled how, earlier in the library, Blair had ruthlessly violated her with a sword sheath, and she drew her legs together again, the pain still lingering. All she wanted was to eat dinner quickly and return to her room.
Whether he knew how she felt or not, Camil, sitting next to Blair, smiled at Yurian. Yurian pretended not to notice and quietly ate her soup as it was served. The other two men conversing with Camil were also her half-brothers, but Yurian said nothing.
"Yurian, are you just going to eat soup without introducing yourself?"
At Camil's words, Yurian looked up.
"Everyone already knows. She's the new princess who came yesterday."
Blair's blunt tone darkened the mood at the table. Camil tried to lighten the atmosphere with a smile.
"Come on, let's not do that. Yurian, you've joined us as a new family member, so let's get along. The other brothers should introduce themselves too, right?"
A man with yellow hair and thick muscles looked at Yurian.
"Hi. I'm your third brother, Henry. Nice to meet you."
"I'm the fourth, David."
David, with gray hair, gave a brief greeting and returned to eating his soup. David… was it? He seemed even more taciturn and silent than Blair. In contrast, Henry was lively and made his presence known at the table with his bulging muscles.
His slightly tanned muscles seemed impressive anywhere, but Yurian had no interest in such things at the moment. Her mind was filled only with thoughts of finishing the meal quickly and returning to her room.
"Yurian, I'm glad we were able to take you in, even if belatedly."
At the emperor's words, Yurian bowed her head to him.
"Yes... Thank you for looking after me, Your Majesty."
She dared not call him father. Henry, true to his cheerful nature, kept calling the emperor "father" and led the conversation well, but Yurian did not. Not once since entering the palace had she considered them her family.
"Oh, Yurian. Would you like to come visit my room?"
As the main steak was served, Henry excitedly cut his meat and asked Yurian.
"Pardon?"
"Well, his room really is like a museum. There are lots of interesting things."
The empress chimed in on Henry's words. Yurian wasn't particularly interested, but thought it would be rude not to answer at all, so she asked Henry,
"What's in your room?"
"A big secret room. I've filled it with my prized possessions."
"What kind of prized possessions?"
"That's a secret. I'll tell you if you come visit."
Yurian nodded. Henry, slicing his steak, seemed to like his meat rare, biting into the bloody steak repeatedly.
"Stop fooling around and eat, Henry."
At the emperor's words, Henry continued his meal. After that, various conversations passed around the table, but Yurian didn't join in at all.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Even at Camil's question, Yurian shook her head.
"I'm just a bit tired."
At Yurian's words, Henry looked a little disappointed.
"I was going to take you to my room today, but come by another time."
"Yes."
Yurian instinctively felt that there were probably not good things in Henry's room. As soon as the meal was over, Yurian returned to her room.
Click.
As she lay down to rest, Camil, who had followed her, entered Yurian's room.
"Yurian."
As soon as he entered, Camil hugged Yurian. He lifted her nightgown and slipped his hand into her panties, touching her vagina.
"Hng----not anymore today."
"Why? Is it because of what happened yesterday?"
"Yes..."
She couldn't bring herself to tell Camil that Blair had tormented her with the sword sheath. Camil slowly inserted his fingers into Yurian's vagina and massaged her.
"Hnggg-----hng---hnggg------"
"Already, your lower part is begging for it like this. You're already so wet."
Her body reacted differently from her mind. But Yurian thought that if she did any more, her body might be ruined.
"I really... want to rest today."
"Really?"
Camil sighed in disappointment and hugged Yurian tightly from behind. Lying on her side, Yurian flinched as she felt the long, blunt shaft pressing against her buttocks. Camil didn't stop rubbing her lower body.
"Hng... hng... big brother..."
"Doesn't a massage help relieve the pain?"
Just Camil's hands made Yurian feel like she might climax. It hadn't even been half a day since she'd shown such a shameful side, and now she was being subjected to this by someone else again. The pain in her lower body was turning into wetness and pleasure mixed with pain.
"Ha... ha... hng... hng... hng... haaaang"
"You're so lewd, Yurian... To feel this much just from my touch. My hand is all wet."
Camil showed Yurian his hand, soaked in her fluids. When he spread his fingers, the clear fluid stretched out like a thread.
Yurian's face turned bright red with embarrassment, and she couldn't say a word.
"Now, Yurian. Since you dirtied it, you should clean it yourself."
Huh-up-----
Camil's fingers, sticky with her fluids, entered Yurian's mouth. Yurian tasted her own fluids for the first time in her life.
"Lick it with your tongue."
At Camil's command, Yurian hesitated a little, then began to lick every part of Camil's fingers with her tongue. Like a small puppy licking its owner's hand, Camil found the sensation pleasant and unconsciously closed his eyes.
"Ha... ha..."
Camil felt his breath grow rough and his member heat up. Blood rushed below, and his member was again looking for somewhere to rub.
"Ha... Yurian... I want to do it with you, but since you said it's hard today, I guess I have no choice."
Hearing this, Yurian felt relieved. Maybe she could get through the night without anything more happening. But as she let her guard down, she felt Camil press her thighs together tightly, so her thighs were almost touching.
"Big brother, what is this...?"
"Ha... I'll have to settle for this today."
Yurian's firm, white thighs were so close together there was almost no space between them. Camil didn't take off her panties completely, just pulled them down a little.
"What are you uh..."
Swoosh----- Camil's penis entered the narrow space between Yurian's thighs. In the tiny space between her labia and thighs, Camil pressed her thighs together even tighter with both hands. Yurian felt Camil's hard shaft between her thighs, and gripped the bed sheet tightly, holding her breath.
"Ha... Yurian... it might chafe a little."
Thrust---thrust---thrust---thrust---thrust------Camil's penis moved back and forth between Yurian's thighs. Even though the space was so narrow, the fluids dripping from Yurian's vagina acted as lubricant, and Camil moved even faster. As his shaft passed between her white thighs, her skin chafed and it stung, but the strange excitement below made Yurian's entrance release even more fluids.
"Ha-----ha----haaa----ha-----haaaat-----haaaaat"
Before long, Camil released a load of semen onto Yurian's thighs. Her white thighs turned red and swollen from the chafing. Seeing this, Camil smiled in satisfaction and stroked Yurian's lips.