That night, the Roswaal mansion was filled with the scent of lust. Curled up in her huddle, Emilia, trying to calm herself, breathed deeply, calming the throbbing in her heart.
"Maybe... I can tell Subaru everything... about myself..." Emilia whispered softly, hugging herself tightly.
She tried to clear her mind, but the lewd laughter of the men in her mind and her own moans during orgasm kept making her lower body sensitive and wet.
She sat down abruptly, blushing, and covered her snow-white thighs with a pillow. If Puck were here, he would definitely tease her shyness.
"No... No... I can't tell Subaru yet... But before that... I must... Tonight then!"
Her heart pounded, and the mood that had just calmed down became strange again.
Emilia's eyes were filled with panic and embarrassment. She had seduced men countless times, so why was she so nervous at this moment?
"Oh my goodness! Ah! When will Puck wake up..."
Usually, Puck was there to offer her advice, but now, she had to deal with everything on her own... Emilia decided to reduce Puck's food rations by a day, no, a week!
Also, she couldn't allow him to rub her breasts. This might be an even harsher punishment for Puck. Emilia smiled. This wouldn't come true.
She changed into her most translucent lavender nightgown. The almost transparent fabric at the chest looked quite daring. Perhaps if it pressed against her body, the hint of cherry red on her chest would be visible through the silk.
"Subaru... you'll like it, right?"
Try to let down her long, silvery hair and put on her specially made lace bra, silently encouraging herself. She took a deep breath and nervously walked out of her room.
"Hey, isn't this Emilia? Lord Roswaal has told me many times about the King's Selection. I wonder if he's free tonight? We can discuss it in my room alone."
Just as Emilia was about to go to Natsuki Subaru's room to share her concerns with her knight and reconfirm her itinerary, she was stopped by a man who made her feel sick.
This man was a noble who had entered the mansion with the diplomatic corps today.
He was known in the capital for his unbridled exploits of women. Although he had offended many, his noble status allowed him to bribe and seduce slaves and civilians he had abused.
He operated the largest slave market in the capital...
He particularly targeted nonhuman races with unique bloodlines... elves, nobles, and demihumans... any conceivable nonhuman women became his targets.
Petite girls, nursing mothers, even his own children born after being raped... all became his targets.
Emilia wanted to turn around and leave, but the number of nobles who could influence the outcome of the royal election was limited.
Although the man's harassment of Emilia persisted, Roswaal had warned her not to respond physically. The one who could truly influence the royal election vote was her father... a man recuperating in a hospital bed.
The thought of that immensely tall man once riding inside her made Emilia instinctively clamp her legs together... Judging from the bastard's hips, his father was far more powerful and gentlemanly than he was.
Emilia would rather have sex with his father ten times, even conceive a child, than have him touch her once.
Elves were a race more difficult to conceive than nobles, but if she received semen from the same man ten times in a row, Emilia would have no choice but to resign herself to becoming a seventeen-year-old half-elf mother.
"Sorry, I'm already engaged tonight..." Emilia refused. After all, she had already decided to give herself to her knight tonight. Even if it didn't work out, being able to sleep beside him was enough.
Being able to watch Subaru slowly drift off to sleep beside him was the most relaxing thing for Emilia.
Although she was sometimes taken advantage of by her idiotic knight, it was still far better than those nobles who would freely ejaculate inside her without any contraceptive measures.
They would always compare their semen to their silver hair, forcing her to distinguish the flavor of their semen. She would then have to answer their awkward questions, saying that her white hair was the same color as their semen...
Even though her mind was filled with disgusting memories, Emilia noticed... a gradual reaction between her legs?
A warm current flowed between her legs, and the friction of squeezing them together only made her private parts even more numb and sensitive. How could this be...
But at this moment, the noble raised a medal in his hand.
This medal represented proof of entry into the circle of royally chosen nobles, emblazoned with the kingdom's unique metallic pattern.
The dazzling gold symbolized the warmth of the sun, a precious vote that could influence the outcome of the royal election.
"Will you really not reconsider? Believe me, the meaning of this medal is far more important than the person you're about to enter tonight, right? Father's illness is getting worse, so, Emilia-sama..."
Emilia didn't like dealing with this man, but she knew the meaning of this medal.
Ever since she was chosen by Roswaal, she had flaunted her body in front of men for these medals.
From initial shyness and resistance to current active compliance and intimate familiarity with each of their preferences... Emilia had countless times laid naked on her back on their bed, her head tilted to the side, sucking on the men's cocks. She witnessed firsthand as one man after another spread her legs in a lewd "M" position, filling her plump vagina with his thick, black penis, then plunging inch by inch...
"I understand..."
Emilia tried her best to maintain composure. She understood the invitation in the man's eyes and spoke with a faint tremor in her voice:
"But...but I need you to give me some time. After all, I've already made an appointment with that man, and I want to talk to him briefly...about something..."
"No problem~"
The nobleman smiled gracefully and walked over to Emilia, his hands mercilessly rubbing her waist.
Emilia's face was filled with shyness, but she couldn't resist the lust stirred by that hand.
I had originally wanted to give my body to Natsuki Subaru completely before the other nobles arrived, but now it seemed that this dream was impossible to realize...
Leaning close to Emilia's ear, the nobleman slowly licked her earlobe with his tongue and gently nibbled her earlobe with his teeth:
"After you've made your peace with your lover, you must come to my room quickly. You should know I don't like other men playing with your body before me..."
Emilia nodded slightly and hurriedly pushed the nobleman away.
At the corner of the corridor, Natsuki Subaru was straightening his collar as he emerged from Ram's room. Seeing the noble and Emilia so close, his face immediately turned fierce.
"Hey, hey, hey, who are you? Why are you so close to my Emilia-tan!"
The nobleman glanced at Emilia, his hand gently twisting her hips, and a blush immediately crept onto the delicate face of the white-haired elf.
Emilia could only cooperate with the hand kneading her buttocks, squeezing her legs together and moving forward, her hand lightly grasping Natsuki Subaru's arm.
"This... um... is Viscount Rex, the son of Duke Atlain... and also... a nobleman we should visit, worthy of... respect... well... we... Subaru... must... maintain... ah ❤... courtesy..."
Emilia's voice was halting, fearing Subaru would see the hand rubbing her hips furiously.
This forced Emilia to bend slightly, using her body to shield the hand playing with her genitals, completely offering her buttocks to Rex, who had long harbored ill intentions towards her.
Having her buttocks violated in front of her most important knight...
Feeling the hand constantly grabbing her buttocks, even frantically pinching and rubbing her soft vagina through her thin dress, Emilia wanted to crawl into the ground immediately.
But the desire within her was indeed slowly being ignited by the hand that was violating her.
Being toyed with by the noble she hated the most, right in front of her most important knight, the contrast gradually corrupted Emilia's heart.
Even the most resistant spirit felt her body ablaze at this moment.
Her snow-white skin was slightly flushed from the accelerated blood flow, and her delicate and lovely face was especially bathed in two tender pink blushes...