Salim reveals just how far back his scheme has run

"Now then, let's see if you're wearing that excellent white lace underwear I had picked out for you."

You freeze in shock as Salim continues to approach you, the implications of what he just said hitting you hard.

"H-how did you know...?"

Salim laughs mockingly as he begins carefully rolling up the hem of your dress, apparently taking care not to damage the fabric. He lets out a satisfied chuckle when your underwear is exposed, running a figure along the side of your lace-clad posterior.

"Just as I thought, they truly suit you, your majesty. In fact..."

You feel Salim leaning over you and running his hands across your body probingly, even gripping your braid and tugging on it lightly.

"...Catherine prepared you absolutely perfectly. I'll have to provide her with a bonus for such a thorough job."

Squirming in vain to avoid Salim's hands, you grow more and more confused as he speaks.

"W-what...!?"

You're too overwhelmed by shock and the feeling of being groped by the councilman to formulate a proper question, but he seems to understand anyway.

"Ah, you still don't understand, your majesty? Didn't you notice you had a new maid today?"

You recall the maid who dressed you for your journey; the one with the impertinent attitude. It is true that you can't recall seeing her previously but...

Salim speaks slowly and deliberately, as if gloating or talking to someone of low intelligence.
"I had Catherine specifically hired to dress you up to match my preferences."

You feel a chill as he reveals even your maid was working for him, but he's not done yet.

"In fact, dressing you up as a girl was my idea in the first place."

He steps around to your front, talking your chin in one hand and looking you in the eyes.

"I've always known you were meant to be a woman. If you were from any other family, I would have simply taken you for myself long ago. But even for me, royalty isn't an easy target."

He runs his thumb along your lips, eyes still fixed on your face. "When I heard of the plan to have you depart for the capital, I acted."

His face closes in on yours, eyes filled with a terrifying lust.
"Once it was agreed to send you out with only a few guards, I knew you were mine. I won't be able to keep you, of course, but I'll be sure to break you in properly before selling you."

You're glaring at Salim with a mix of fury and terror at this point; you can't believe this whole plan was just part of the councilman's plot.

"Ooh, that's quite a fierce expression you have there, your majesty. It's making me excited." Gripping your chin more firmly, the councilman presses his lips to yours and kisses you aggressively, his tongue pushing into your mouth and writhing about despite your best efforts at expelling it.

Your muffled protests only seem to spur Salim on further, and he continues violating your mouth with his tongue until you run out of the energy to struggle.

You glare as he pulls back with a strand of saliva connecting his mouth to yours, infuriated even more as he laughs at your impotent rage.

"Yes, that's the look I want from you, your majesty. I went through quite a bit of trouble to have you gift-wrapped and sent out into the wilderness for me, so be sure to keep me entertained."