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Chapter 55 – A Princess’ Envy

    Chapter 55 – A Princess’ Envy


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Ariel Anemoi Asura —


    <span style="font-weight:400">I rhythmically thrummed my fingers against my legs in thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had heard of the name Leon Greyrat quite a bit during these past three years.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, when my dearest and cutest guard was so in love with him, it was obvious I would hear about the mysterious man.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Whether it was while she was doing my hair, when we slept together, or when simply telling me stories of her youth, it always came back to Leon Greyrat, Sylphy’s only love and most important person.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Initially, I had thought her stories were fake, or at least heavily embellished.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, it was impossible for a kid so young to be as talented as the boy she gushed over.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Casting magic without an incantation? A Saint-rank magician at the age of seven? A Sword Saint at the age of nine? A Water Saint at the age of eleven?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even one of those things would be shocking, but all four?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hah. Ridiculous.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even if that was somehow possible, there was no way that I wouldn’t have heard of him, especially after actively looking for him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But he was real.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That Leon Greyrat I simply thought of as Sylphy’s fantasy, or perhaps an over-exaggeration of a childhood friend, was real, and just as talented as she had said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No, considering he was a King-rank swordsman, and had the power to deal with a Red Dragon as easily as he just did moments before, he was even better than her stories.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… and as for not hearing of him… that must have been the work of the Boreas family, if I had to guess.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They must have wanted to keep him a secret, especially considering Eris was close to him, either as a hidden card to draw out enemies without worry, or as a husband for the fiery young maiden.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wonder… if Leon was real… then was his brother, Rudeus, real as well?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sylphy didn’t talk about him with enough detail, but she told me enough to know he was talented as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had heard rumours of a young, strong mage adventuring in the north who used spells without an incantation with ease, so perhaps that was him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Actually, considering Leon knew his brother was in the northern territories, it must be him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Haa… but still, I’m happy that Sylphy was able to reunite with her love, and even happier that her love was reciprocated, even if Leon wasn’t one tomit to only one lover.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But still, at least he was serious about his affections.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was a good man, and surely to be a good husband.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sylphy, she smiled so often now and acted so bashful around Leon, and even her nightmares had all but disappeared, instead being reced by… other dreams, at least judging by the sounds I had listened in on during the night.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And that smile of hers became even wider as she spent time with Leon, in a way that I had never seen before, sometimes even breaking the persona of ‘Silent Fitz’.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I didn’t care.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I was a bit jealous that it wasn’t me making her smile like that, I was infinitely happier with her newfound joy than upset at the ‘Silent Fitz’ persona being ruined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, now that I was out of the capital, that persona would lose much of its use, and with Sylphy’s new love, I had the chance to bring the power of a King-ranked swordsman to my side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But aside from being happy for Sylphy and appreciative of his power, there was also something else about that golden-haired swordsman.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt quite… weird, around the man known as Leon Greyrat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Compared to his power, both in strength and will, he was much too easy to read.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Experienced fighters, and especially those of the Water God Style, were often in control of their emotions, and had too much of a disconnect for me to properly understand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But with Leon, it was as if I was reading a children’s book when I looked at him, especially when he was around his sisters and lovers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">His anger was apparent, as was just frustration.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And when he looked at his family, the joy, and warmth in his gaze were clear for me to see.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Like right now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I turned my head to look out the window, watching as the five of them rolled down the hill, all with happy smiles, free from any deception or worry.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just pure, unbridled happiness, and at such a simple act at that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Was it fake?


    <span style="font-weight:400">No, I don’t think so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While there were many stronger than me, and many smarter than me, when it came to reading people, that was a skill I stood at the pinnacle of.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No matter who it was, I could read people.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And if I knew enough about them, I could understand them too, no matter how different their values were to mine.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So… why?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Why does looking at the five of them… hurt so much?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Raising my hand to my heart with a frown, I continued watching the happy family before me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was it envy?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps… but at what?


    <span style="font-weight:400">At their joy? Their freedom? Their ability to be carefree?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Or was it something else?


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was… extremely vexing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And the envy I felt, which I still didn’t quite understand, made it all the more so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I… had never felt the warmth of a family.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, for the royal pce, familial love held no ce in anyone’s hearts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was a ce ofpetition and political plots.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A scheming den of snakes that you either escaped by surrendering, emerging as the winner, or dying.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In a ce like that, there was no room for brotherly love, nor was there any room for romance that I adored from the stories.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Instead, such things were a weakness.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A chink in the armour that could be exploited.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So yes… perhaps I was a little envious of such a warm, loving atmosphere.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I don’t think I was the only one with envy in their hearts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking over to Luke, my guardian knight, I watched as he stared at the window longingly, his eyes centred on a certain redheaded woman.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He had been acting differentlytely.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Previously, he would spend his nights not assigned to guarding me to y around with some of my more well-endowed attendants, but as soon as our new members joined us, he put a stop to such actions.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could understand, though.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had only known Eris for a month, and she already had the power to make my heart skip a beat every so often.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, she was beautiful, as well as strong. And while she had a fierce personality, the way she mellowed out around her lover plucked at my heartstrings.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What was it that Leon called her?


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘The perfect mix of cute and intense, with a beautiful body and the prettiest hair.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yes, indeed, that was the perfect way to put it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And that thought was only reinforced when I saw her face light up at those words when they were spoken, yet still attempting to hide her happiness with a pout.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Such conflicting actions to her thoughts made her quite endearing to me especially, as I was able to read her so easily.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Plus, with those perky breasts that surely would surely feel amazing to fondle… ah, I was getting ahead of myself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So yes… with all those factors, I couldpletely understand my knight’s infatuation with Eris Greyrat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Though, it was a bit unfortunate for him that his love would nevere to fruition.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I did find it ironic, however.


    <span style="font-weight:400">To think that the man who seduced so many girls in the royal pce fell seriously for a girl who was already enraptured by another man, and not even mentioning how that other man seemed to have sess with thedies himself…


    <span style="font-weight:400">To be honest, I pitied Luke a bit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But at the same time, it was also quite hrious.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s useless, you know,” I said, following my gaze to the group as their games came to an end. “She’spletely captivated by him.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…You don’t know that,” he said, clenching his fist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah… to think Luke, who could somewhat match me in reading people, at least when it came to women and romance, would be so blind…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps he was lying to convince himself?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I then watched Leon dust off the snow that had piled onto his sisters’ bodies before taking their hands and walking away into the forest, likely to practice magic.


    <span style="font-weight:400">An activity they did quite often during our breaks.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And with Sylphy following behind them, that left Eris alone, her face looking at the other four with a conflicted expression as they walked away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…If you’ll excuse me, Princess,” Luke said, standing up to exit the carriage.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah, so he was going to take his chance?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I suppose it would be a good way to put his current state to rest, but… I just hope everything worked out alright.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And those feelings of envy… perhaps I should write about these feelings in my journal?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Doing so always helped to clear my muddled thoughts, after all, and that paired with the Red Dragon… it had been an interesting day, to say the least.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Eris Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">Watching Leon, Sylphy, and the two kids head into the forest, my lips fought between a smile and a frown as my conflicting thoughts battled against each other.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was… happy, at spending family time together like we just did.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Extremely happy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ying in the snow… acting so childish… sharingughs… it was really fun and made me feel so warm, just like I had always wished for a family to be.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And that feeling only increased after Sylphy joined us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I knew she wasn’t as… <em><span style="font-weight:400">far along</em><span style="font-weight:400"> with Leon as I was, but I was still worried about her joining us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I had agreed to share Leon, and I was still fine with it if he kept his promise to love me, I was still worried.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What if he got bored with me?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I know he loved me now, but I was also his only experience with women, so if another came into his life… what if I actually wasn’t what he wanted in a woman?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I knew that I was more… developed than Sylphy, but she was also… sweeter. And softer.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She wasn’t strong like me, instead, she was much more feminine and petite.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was that… what Leon wanted?


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was a terrifying thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But luckily, those worries seemed for naught, as even after Sylphy joined us, Leon and I’s rtionship didn’t change in the slightest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If anything, it even got better.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, I liked Sylphy too, so to have us all be together like when we were younger… it was nice.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And, of course,st night also confirmed that Leon was still pleased with me in the sexual sense as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Raising my hand to my stomach, I smirked pridefully, feeling a bit of the lingering sensations from the night before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Very pleased indeed…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shaking my head, I let those thoughts leave my mind before I got too excited.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could do those thingster tonight, especially with how charming Leon looked taking down that dragon.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, so in terms of our family and Leon and I’s rtionship, I was happy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Very happy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But then… there was the conflicting thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What was I going to do after reaching Sharia?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Leon would be leaving for Begaritt, that was certain, and I didn’t want him to go alone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… I also wanted to get stronger, to be able to fight by his side as a true partner, without him needing to hold himself back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What a lovely day it is, mydy.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hearing a voice, I turned to look at who hade up to me, only to be met with the face of that guy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What was his name again? I… can’t remember.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Err… I just didn’t have to use it, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…I guess,” I shrugged before turning away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My thoughts were a mess, so I think it’s time to do some sword practice.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That always set my mind straight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But it is particrly lovely… after seeing you,” the man continued, stepping in front of me with a confident smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He got in my way…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Your face is quite beautiful, you know?” he said, stepping closer. “It would be a shame to not see it up close.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Okay, now I was getting really annoyed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not annoyed in the nice ways that Leon made me feel, the type of annoyance that made me want to push him down and make love to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No… this annoyance made me want to kick this guy in the balls.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Narrowing my eyes, I ignored him as I walked to the side, deciding to find a secluded space to train.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But, as soon as I stepped past him, I felt something brush through my hair before stopping at its ends.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And such lovely hair as well… it is as if the mes of my adoration have taken physical form.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt a shiver of disgust run down my spine as I stood straight, unmoving.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Did he…?


    <span style="font-weight:400">How… how <em><span style="font-weight:400">dare </em><span style="font-weight:400">he?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Perhaps… I can show you even more of my admirationter tonight? I am sure that I could relieve any… dissatisfaction you may be feeling at the moment, considering how-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t touch me!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I yelled, turning around to smack his hand away from my hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was already pissed at him annoying me and touching my hair, but those words… that was going too far.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Disgusting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was angry now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Very angry.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m Leon’s! And I’m only his!” I snarled. “Both my mind and body!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He stepped back, looking at his now-red hand with surprise before he turned to face me, his eyebrows curling down in confusion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Even though that guy has Sylphy and another too? Are you not-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I already know that!” I interrupted him. “Leon gives me all the love I need, all the love I will ever need, and I give him all of mine! And only he can touch my hair!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unsheathing my sword, I grabbed my hair and pulled it taut before cutting it at my shoulder, letting the red strands fall to the snow-covered ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had been wanting to cut my hair for a while.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, not only was it better for fighting, but Leon also liked it when I showed him new styles.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Like in Roa, when I had my hair done in a twin braid, and how excited he was that night.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wonder… how would this new look excite him?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was excited to see the results.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, those were two reasons I had been toying with the idea, but the most important reason… was it was tainted now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Only Leon was allowed to touch it, and only he was allowed to pull it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">For someone else to touch it like that… I still felt gross, even now that the hair was gone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-What? Why- Oof-!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">With the asshole stuttering in surprise, I took out my frustration, burying my fist in his stomach and sending him tumbling across the ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And don’t touch me again!” I shouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Turning away, I then ran into the forest, quickly finding Leon as he supervised the other three as they practised their magic.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eri? Wha- Mmph!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Covering his lips in a kiss, I let our tongues dance around each other as I slowly felt my frustration and anger drain out of my body, quickly overtaken by pleasure as his hands wandered down my body.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Releasing his lips, he looked at me with that dazed smile that made me want to push him down even more before reason returned to his eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eri? What happened? And what’s with your hair!?” he asked, his voice a mix of concern and surprise.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just… stuff,” I said, huffing in annoyance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t want to burden him with that guy, and I had already made my intentions clear, so right now, I just wanted to beforted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Raising my hand, I tried to twirl a strand of hair around my finger, quickly realizing the change in length as I instead crossed my arms.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“D-Do you… like it?” I asked, averting my eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I do,” he said, taking my hand. “It really brings out your cute face. I like it- no, I love it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“R-Really?” I said, looking back at him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Noticing not a hint of deception on his smiling face, I felt my worry disappear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I do, but your hair pendant looks silly now,” he said, shaking his head. “Come here, I’ll fix it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He then pulled me down to hisp, turning me to face away as I felt a familiar hardness press against my rear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess he really <em><span style="font-weight:400">did </em><span style="font-weight:400">like it, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt a little proud of that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Smirking in delight, I felt his hands run through my hair, making me nearly melt in the pleasurable sensations.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yes, this… this was what it was supposed to feel like.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Like the best feeling in the world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You also cut it so messily… though it suits you,” he said, finishing his words by kissing my ear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shivered at the feeling as I felt my core begin to heat up, so I decided to get back at him by pressing harder against his crotch in response, rolling my hips back and forth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I could feel the hardness twitch, he ignored my actions as he continued to do my hair, taking off the pendant I loved so dearly as he tied my hair in a ponytail.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Feeling his hands wade through my hair, scratching at my scalp and behind my ears as he did so, I felt myself rx into his hold with each increasingly soothing action.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I liked it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I liked it a lot.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could understand now, why Norn and Aisha always bugged Leon to do their hair even when I knew they could do it themselves.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Really… that womanizing idiot knew nothing about me, and nothing about Leon.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I know I’m loved.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And not only that, I’m loved dearly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And this love… it was all the love I needed and all that I ever wanted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So, no matter what anyone thought or said…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I love you, Leon,” I muttered as I rested against his chest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know, I love you too,” he said, wading his hands through my hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He had stopped doing my hair a while ago, deciding to only scratch andb through it for my delight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But he could do that as he pleased.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Because not only was it delightful to experience, but he could do that because I was <em><span style="font-weight:400">his</em><span style="font-weight:400">.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And I let him do so because he was <em><span style="font-weight:400">mine</em><span style="font-weight:400">.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And I wouldn’t want it any other way.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mm… but maybe I should learn how he does this so well?


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, I would love for our children to feel such happiness, and I didn’t want him to have to do all of their hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And it also made me quite sleepy…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon, I’m going to take a nap on you,” I said, curling up into hisp.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s fine,” he said, cradling my body. “I’ll ask Ariel if you can borrow a cart.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmm.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… I didn’t want this any other way.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And as for what I would do after reaching Sharia… I would decide that then.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Because the chance at losing this feeling, even if only for a year… that was not a decision to make lightly.
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