Chapter 1: Introduction
Subaru sighed heavily as he stared out of the grand window of the Royal Palace, gazing across the manicured garden filled with towering flowers and fragrances filling the air. His heart felt heavy as he thought about how he couldn't satisfy his deepest desires, despite being married to Emilia – the woman whom he loved dearly. Her beauty radiated within the palace halls, captivating everyone she encountered. However, her innocence seemed to prevent them both from experiencing intimate moments together.
As days turned into weeks and months, Subaru found himself becoming increasingly more impatient and frustrated. Each time they shared a bed, he longed to explore her body further but could never find the courage to bring up the subject again.
Emilia was aware of Subaru's growing desire for physical affection yet remained adamant about maintaining her purity until after their wedding anniversary. While it left Subaru feeling powerless and agonized, he continued trying not to let these unspoken feelings affect their bond.
With every passing day, however, the internal battle grew stronger. It wasn’t just his own needs; Subaru had grown accustomed to giving all his love to Emilia fully, which now included romantic expressions. But she simply didn't reciprocate those feelings physically, leaving him craving a connection so deeply ingrained in human nature.
One night, lost in such thoughts once again, Subaru found himself wandering through the corridors of the royal palace in search of solace.
As if guided by fate itself, he ended up at a doorway shrouded in darkness. Too curious to resist, he pushed open the door gently and entered. Little did he know what awaited him beyond this threshold would ignite a torrent of emotions and leave him questioning everything he believed in...
Inside, there lay Frederica - Emilia's most trusted maid, bent over with a feather duster meticulously sweeping away dust particles in the corner.
Taking note of her attire consisting of a low-cut bodice paired with a skirt tight enough to outline her curves, Subaru instantly became enraptured by her feminine charm.
His breath caught in his throat as he witnessed her supple derrière moving rhythmically beneath the fabric, drawing his attention even further downwards. The sight stirred something darker within him; lustful desires surged through his veins like a drug addict yearning for another fix.
Aware of his presence, Frederica froze mid-action.
Their eyes locked briefly before gliding back down to her curvaceous form. Subaru's face flushed crimson from embarrassment mixed with excitement. His gaze drifted to the floor as he cleared his throat nervously. "Forgive me, I must have mistaken your quarters."
Frederica looked back up at him, her pale skin turning a shade of rosé at the encounter. She hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly, "Please don't apologize, milord…" Her voice trailed off, seemingly searching for the right words.
As she brushed past him, Frederica's delicate fingers grazed against his arm lightly, sending waves of heat rippling throughout his entire body. Subaru found himself utterly captivated by her gentle movements.
The sound of their footsteps echoed around the otherwise silent hallways, heightening the already palpable sexual tension between them. Neither of them knew what to say or do; neither wished to break the spell cast upon them.
Eventually, they reached the entrance, stepping outside into the cool evening breeze.
For a fleeting moment, silence engulfed them. Shy smiles crept onto their faces, acknowledging the intensity of the situation. The electricity between them hung thickly in the air. Subaru swallowed hard, struggling to make sense of the sudden turn of events.
"It seems we got carried away," murmured Frederica quietly, breaking the awkward silence. "Perhaps you should return to your rooms, milord?" Her cheeks reddened as she spoke, casting her eyes downward to avoid eye contact.
'Yes, perhaps it would be best,' replied Subaru uneasily, unsure whether it was wise to prolong their interaction.
He watched her depart, unable to ignore the strange mixture of sadness and relief coursing through him. As the distance between them increased, he felt compelled to look back one last time – only to catch a final lingering glance from Frederica. It held a subtle mix of regret and longing; a silent plea for understanding. Unable to interpret its meaning, Subaru retreated deeper into the castle, attempting to put his erratic thoughts at bay.
How could he possibly explain his unexpected reaction? His confusion escalated as questions flooded his brain – why hadn't he been able to stop himself? Was this genuinely a product of his carnal instincts? Or had it merely been curiosity getting the better of him?
There were whispers among the servants of Frederica and Otto having clandestine meetings late at night, fueled by rumors suggesting they were involved in a secret affair. Though the stories may have been nothing more than mere speculation, they piqued Subaru's interest, making him wonder what exactly went on behind closed doors.
Emotionally drained and troubled by his recent encounter with Frederica, Subaru sought refuge in his chamber to gather his thoughts.