She suffers in silence.

Mina gasped and puzzled over the situation. It was because the person she was tangled up with was different from normal.

Normally, he wasn’t this urgent. He had always drawn things out and taken his time to please her. But today he had been excited since the outset, his breathing was harsh.

As Mina let out a moan, Dimitri whispered in her ear. “If you don’t lower your voice….. Everyone will hear you.”

“Hngh, I can’t, ah…..” It was closer to a moan than words. Mina squeezed her eyes shut tight and continued to murmur.

As if in response, Dimitri lowered his head to a place below her shoulders. He had been relentlessly biting and sucking for a while when he suddenly remembered the women still behind the tree the blood rushed to his brain. He took Mina even more wildly than before.

The two breezily departed from the scene of their groundbreaking feat, and a little while later the women who overheard the entire thing just barely made it back to her room. Even though she had tried to escape in the middle a couple of times. Since she had already hidden it was hard to judge when exactly was a good time to reveal her presence. Although it didn’t look like the two of them cared who saw them in the first place.

Outside the window, the sky was slowly being dyed red.

She’d only wanted to go for a walk, but instead, she was almost afraid of what would happen the next time she went on a walk.

“….Jorg?”

As she turned away from the window, she saw him. Jorg was quietly kneeling some distance from her, next to the bed.

“What’s the matter?”

A shadow like a sky after sunset engulfed his face.

“Your Highness.”

He looked so unsettled that she rushed over to him. And she reached out a hand to bring him to his feet, but Jorg grasped her ankle and bowed his head.

“…. What are you doing?”

“That woman touched me.” When Jorg raised his head again, his cheeks were wet with tears.

“That woman?”

She reflexively reached out a hand to wipe away his tears, but he flinched away from her touch and scrunched his body over.

“That woman, she…”

Now that she thought about it, he believed she was the princess with all of Alexandra memories. Was it someone she had met recently? One name immediately came to mind. “Mina?”

Jorg’s face darkened. she was right. Then, maybe, was Jorg also a capturable target?

“… Did you sleep with her too?”

“No! I would never! It’s not like that!” At her question, Jorg’s body shook as if he were having a seizure. His tears scattered, sparkling where the light struck them.

‘Really, this man was even pretty while he was crying. It made me want to make him cry even more.’ In any case, it seemed like it wasn’t that kind of relationship.

“If it’s not that, are you saying that a mere servant dared to lay her hands on my concubine?”

Jorg began to stammer out his reply as he wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

“I… everyone knows that even if I’m sexually harassed I won’t be able to tell you…. So everyone-.”

‘Did he just say everyone?!’

“Why?”

“Pardon?”

“Why haven’t you been able to tell me until now?”

Jorg stuttered out a reply.

“Because…. Because if I did, Your Highness would have killed me.”

Did that mean she would have thrown him away because he had been touched by another? The princess’s logic always exceeded her expectations. Then again, Alexandra’s worldview was such that not even a criminal would be able to keep up with her.

He looked up at her in desperation. His eyes caged by fear and signalling an earnest desire for forgiveness and salvation.

In the end, she asked the question of whose answer she most wanted to hear.

“Did you think that I wouldn’t kill you if you told me now?”

He replied then in a whisper, his voice thin and powerless.

“…. Yes.”

As he said, the princess and her were different. At the very least she couldn’t easily kill people.

She knew that if she wanted to survive she had to erase herself and take on the guise of the princess. But a part of her had wanted to receive reassurance that ‘she’ was still here. she was afraid. Because there was nothing here to prove she had ever existed.

“Your Highness.” Jorg’s hand was covered in a cold sweat as he anxiously clung to her ankle. His voice tumbled out, almost a sob.

Watching the scene play out between Mina and Dirimti in her head over and over she couldn’t help being frustrated, maybe even jealous. Looking at Jorg she gave him a small smile. “That woman… where did she touch you.”

“T-that….”

Without missing a beat she lowered her head, grabbed his chin, and kissed him. The sound of skin meeting skin then falling apart was audibly loud. Even she knew it had been an incredibly impulsive thing to do.

“……..”

His eyes opened wide. It must’ve been quite a shock because his lips parted slightly.

“Here?”

“Ah, I…”

Jorg swallowed noisily. His eyes were no longer intent on analyzing her true intentions and instead sparkled with a different emotion. He replied.

“I… I am not sure where.”

“Is that right?”

“That… if you do that more….. Then I think I might be able to remember.”

He wanted it.

“Where do you want me to do it for you?”

So asking, she knelt on one knee before him and met his eyes. She pulled his wrist to put his hand on her shoulder. And without missing a beat she lifted his face and kissed his ear and neck.

Jorg shuddered and swallowed visibly. He clumsily brought up his arms to wrap them around her neck. She moved up again so that they were eye to eye. Just as they had tilted their faces were close enough to feel each other’s breath.

A few moments later, she felt him soften and relax his weight into her. Stacked in her embrace, he shyly rubbed his cheek against her. The corners of her lips twitched up but she took care not to show it.