Thank You For Being Trash

Chapter 4

[ For him, the nobles of the Sorano Kingdom were merely tools to roll Arne comfortably. Start lightly with the fingers, then the wrists and head. Occasionally, he brought her cherished maid and killed her horribly.

The nobles of Sorano Kingdom despaired because the King was tied to the Empire, and there was nothing they could do.

Still, they didn't give up.

Even if their fingers were cut off, their wrists were cut off, and sometimes even their friends and family members died, they did not give in to fear. Even though they tried to ask for help from neighboring countries, they were reluctant to help the Sorano Kingdom, which was being treated unfairly by the huge difference in power.

The difference in power was like that. In the unchanging situation, they gradually became desperate. Yet the King was still alive, so they did not give up.

For the nobles of the Sorano Kingdom, the existence of their King was like that.

Distria instructed Raphael to gently embrace the vested interest forces at first. But, it failed because of the King and the nobles, they couldn't help but stand upright.

Upon hearing the report, Distria instantly thought of Arne and felt bad. She was the first person whom he couldn’t control.

“The conciliation is now over. Press with force. Erase it from the map.”

Distria threw the papers Raphael reported to the floor.

Raphael glanced at the Emperor and picked up the papers he had thrown at him. What should he make with the pretext of defeating the Sorna Kingdom? He sighed in secret. He gave a mournful gaze to Lepis, who had to remain in the same room as the emperor, and exited the Emperor's office.

“What is the First Knight Commander doing now?”

“Sir Acacia is probably in charge of securing this festival, and I understand that he is working on documents related to the deployment of the First Knights.”

“Leave that to the Second Knights. The First Knights must prepare to go out immediately.”

“As ordered.”

It took less than a month for the Sorano Kingdom to be erased from the map after the First Knights went out.

* * *

I had a bath service. Fragrant perfume oil, warm water, and gentle massage.

Drying my hair, I listened to the handmaiden's warning.

‘You must not hurt the Emperor,’ such things.

They didn't treat me like a king. Instead, I was treated as a woman for the emperor's night. They had make-up applied, and a single pinkish cloth draped over my bare body. They even mentioned that it was to prevent me from possessing a weapon in case the women spending the night with the Emperor would harm him.

It was the usual attire for handmaidens serving the Emperor.

With my eyes blinded, I was led by the handmaiden into the Emperor's bedroom.

The cloth tied around my eyes was untied. The half-naked Emperor lay in front of me. His muscular body, visible through the gaping gown, was ecstatic. Apart from that, his overbearing appearance and eyes created a creepy feeling of fear as if I had entered a tiger's den.

The Emperor grabbed my chin and raised it.

I made eye contact, and he smiled.

His soft lips met mine before he licked my lips with his tongue as if urging me to open my mouth. His tongue shoved into my gaping mouth. Then, he scanned my upper and lower teeth and pressed his upper body firmly.

Although it wasn't rough, it was a deep kiss. The kiss with him was over when my clenched chin was sore.

Our mixed saliva drooped.

‘…Wow, he was good at kissing.’

“Your escort was spared, though this is the price.”

He laughed. It was an obvious ridicule and a winner's laugh.

Some might call Rewan's behavior stupid if they had seen it, but it wasn't for me. It felt like a welcome rain has fallen on my boring daily life. To be honest, I wanted to compliment Rewan and stroke his hair.

Eventually, I opened my mouth.

“I think it is cheap for the price of life. And, it is the virtue of a monarch to take responsibility for the mistakes of the subordinates.”

“Have you not learned what shame is?”

“It is an act of taking responsibility for the mistakes of subordinates. What is there to be ashamed of?”

I kept a rational state while hiding the excitement caused by his deep kiss. At that, Distria smirked and ruffled his hair once. He stared at me with annoyed eyes. Those dangerous-looking eyes made him look even more menacing and sexier.

—Riiipp.

He tore the thin silk fabric.

As pieces of pink fabric fluttered and fell on the bed, the flickering light of the candle lit up the pure white body.

Distria's eyes gleamed horribly.

He grabbed my ankles and spread them apart.

It was a shameful attitude. Without any foreplay, he fit his own thing into my entrance and shoved it in. However, when his thing, which was above average in size, squirmed into my unprepared body, he inflicted tremendous pain.

“…!”

I bit my lip in fear of screaming, and rolled up the sheet to hold back the pain.

At the same time, Distria didn't give me time to adjust to my struggles with the pain after insertion. He repeated only the shoving motion to satisfy his own desires.

—Slam! Slam!

“Huht…!”

The hard and large thing moved inside the dry interior.

In the midst of vivid pain, I felt pleasure. His expression, the intermittent groan, and the hot hand that touched me showed that he was excited.

“Kugh…”

The sight of him moaning with his eyes closed was so lustful that I turned my head away.

Suddenly, Distria grabbed my chin and made eye contact. Just like that day, the night we searched for each other. However, unlike that day, his eyes were clouded with desire and we kissed once again.

"Haa…”

He dug all over my mouth, and unlike the first time, he tenaciously poked around everywhere.

My body, accustomed to the pain, became wet, and the room suddenly filled with squeaks. The hand that had touched my waist came up to my chest. He gently stroked my chest, and his fingers pinched the tips.

“Heup…!”

Without realizing it, strength entered my body. Distria tenaciously caressed my chest as if he liked my reaction.

The intense kiss stopped, and he kissed the lips, then the neckline, then the chest.

“Do you like this kind of violent relationship?”

—Yes.

For a moment, I almost lost my reason and almost nodded. I shook my head eagerly. Although my body was drenched in excitement, my steady brain did not lose its reason.

His movements accelerated. Even if the love liquid came out, it was painful getting swept every time with his pistoning movement because his member was large. Still, the feeling of the inside of my secret place getting filled was ecstatic.

“Get down.”

He ordered. I felt my brain go white again.

How was Arne's beginning?

My body was excited and wanted to be stabbed again, though reason caught up. The original that I pondered while riding the carriage, went somewhere and my head was as white as a blank sheet of paper.

When I didn't respond, Distria laughed. Then, he forced me to lay down.

As soon as I felt the hot breath in my ear, I heard his whisper.

“You better get used to this kind of treatment.”

As my face was nailed to the bed, he grabbed my pelvis and put my knees up.

Pushing himself in, he whispered again.

“I'm going to take you in this position.”

No matter what he was saying, I couldn't concentrate on what he was saying. Distria dug deeper than normal. It was difficult just to hold back the moans of the pleasure I felt every time he came in. The pain was gone, and only the dizzying pleasure remained.

"Haa, haa—”

I turned my face slightly to catch my breath.

The pelvis caught in the violent act hurt. Distria reached out and rubbed my chest, placing his hand on my shoulder.

“Hup…!”

A scream rang out from the unexpected pain.

As a signal, he started carving kiss marks here and there. I felt a sense of disparity because he had a friendly appearance that only a lover would do. Seeing Distria’s excitement and possessiveness, I felt a sense of conquest for no apparent reason.

…A night without warmth passed by, seeking only pleasure.

When I opened my eyes, my whole body ached. The red blood left on the white sheet proved Arne's purity.

Of course, just because you bleed doesn't mean it's the first time. Still, after all, the purity they wanted was blood. I think it would have been nice to have a shameful route where they placed my legs spread apart by examining the hymen.

In the bathroom attached to the bedroom, I roughly rinsed myself with water from the bathtub and put on a bathrobe.

I could see the bruises on my ankles and pelvis, teeth marks on my shoulders, and red flowers all over my body. My body was a mess as if red paint had been painted on white drawing paper.

After examining my body, I covered my eyes with the covering and pulled the string according to the precautions I heard yesterday.

The door opened, and I heard someone come in.

“You didn’t cry.”

Distria's low voice rang in my ears before feeling his hand untying the knot in the tightly tied robe.

The white robe fell from my shoulders. His hot hands caressed my body, gripping my chest and pinching my n*pples. Even though I was embarrassed by the unexpected development, for a moment, a sense of excitement came over me.

“Huhk… Didn't I pay the price for saving the escort yesterday?"

His laughter was heard in my ears.

“The King of Sorano Kingdom is more naive than I thought. If you’re in the tiger's den, you should be more alert."

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