“!”
Zinon!
Zinon, who had rushed in with a look of panic, came closer and squatted down, holding me tightly as I trembled with pleasure. Zinon, did you come to save me? I’m glad.
I’m glad, but honestly, my body cannot appreciate it right now.
“Richeli…?”
Zinon, facing away from the mirror reflecting my encounter with him, must not have fully grasped the situation yet.
As Zinon held me, he must have spotted Patrick, and the indecent image of Patrick reflected in the mirror. Zinon’s body moved in shock.
“What are you…?”
“…Zinon, don’t look… please, look away… ah…!”
Patrick’s voice was barely a whisper.
Ah, the torture is still going on.
“…Is this a room with no exit…? Hey, Richeli…”
As he was about to turn towards me, I hurriedly stopped Zinon.
“No! Zinon, don’t look…”
“Eh?”
My words had the opposite effect, and Zinon turned to look at the mirror reflecting me and gasped.
Then.
The image that had been reflected disappeared suddenly, and the pleasure that had been ravaging my body disappeared as well, freeing me.
(What…? It’s gone?… Did I… get away…?)
In an instant, the mirror that had been dark lit up again.
A little Zinon was reflected in the mirror.
Seven or eight years old? His shiny golden hair was a little shorter than now, and his round, deep blue eyes were dignified, even as a child.
He’s cute. But this is the scary part.
That’s right because it starts by reflecting on such a cute childhood and completely throws you off guard.
This has been the pattern all along.
The impending crisis greatly shook me.
Zinon, misunderstanding something, reassured me by hugging me from behind as he looked up at the mirror.
“Is that me…?”
“Your Highness, the Queen, excuse me…”
“It’s okay, I’ll go soon. You take care of the rest.”
The next person reflected was Zinon’s mother. A beautiful queen, as ephemeral as a spirit, much like Axel, smiled at a woman who looked like a nursemaid and gently stroked Zinon’s back.
Looking closely, Axel was clinging tightly to the Queen’s back, his eyes filled with tears.
“Mother, don’t go. Why can’t you always be with us? I want to be with you more.”
“I’m sorry, Axel. Let’s have breakfast together again tomorrow morning. Zinon, I’m sorry too.”
Zinon, with a troubled look, pulled Axel away from the Queen with a nonchalant and annoyed silence. Axel started crying loudly.
“Shut up. I’ll freeze you with ice magic if you don’t stop crying. Mother, you can go now. Leave the rest to me.”
“Thank you, Zinon. I’m counting on you.”
Watching the closed door, tears welled up in Zinon’s deep blue eyes.
He must have been lonely, too, but he was putting on a brave face. My heart aches for the adorable little Zinon.
Huh?
What’s this?
This feeling, where have I…?
For some reason, I was puzzled by a faint feeling of déjà vu. What on earth could this be?
As I was pondering this, the scene suddenly switched.
Zinon and Richeli appeared in the mirror, about the age when we first met.
“Don’t be stupid. Just one woman won’t sway me. No matter who the Queen is, I’ll rule this country as a wise king. As for love or romance, I’ll leave that to my overly sentimental little brother.”
“Oh, that’s rich. Despite being immersed in imperial education every day since childhood and already tired of your destiny and life, you must have been envious of Patrick, who was spoiled by his mother, right?”
“I’m not a mommy’s boy. On the other hand, you must be exhausted from the Queen’s education since childhood just because you became my fiancée. Aren’t you the one who’s budding with admiration for romance novels?”
“That’s right, I want to experience love, and it’s natural to want to love and be loved since we were born. We should allow ourselves to be healed and loved, not bound by the ideal image that the country demands.”
As Richeli placed her hands on her hips in the haughty manner I knew, Zinon lifted his chin and chuckled at her. They were far from having a sweet atmosphere.
“Is that why you wanted to break off our engagement?”
“Yes. Zinon and I are too similar, and love won’t bloom between us. So, let’s break off our engagement quickly and find someone suitable for each of us, okay? I can find a woman that Zinon would like if you want.”
“Ha, ridiculous. If I’m going to break off the engagement and finally gain some freedom, I can’t stand having you find a replacement for me.”
“Oh, sorry, but I think I know Zinon better than he does. I can see right through your preferences.”
Then, the image abruptly cuts off.
And then.
“!!!”
Seeing the image immediately reflected in front of us, Zinon and I were shocked.
“Ah, ah,… no… no… Zinon, you’re going in…”
“I want to put it in, Rin. Please, let me… let me put it in quickly…”
The scene before us, leaving Zinon and I wide-eyed, was…
Just like me now, I, in the mirror, was being held from behind by Zinon.
Sitting cross-legged, Zinon tried to sit me on top of him, grabbing my hips and pulling me down hard.
I was wearing a see-through negligee that made me doubt my eyes. My br3@sts were completely exposed, the thin fabric hanging from my lower abdomen was fluttering open, and it was no longer serving its role as a negligee. Well, that’s beside the point. Well, it’s not beside the point, but more importantly.
The tip of the large object protruding from Zinon’s relaxed lower garment was about to touch my bare spot.
Squelch.
“…Ah…!”
No… way…!
I felt a hot, hard object touch my v@g*n@l slit, and there was a squishing sensation of wetness sliding against my sensitive bud, and I reflexively arched my back.