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Due To A Mishap, I Gave The King A Love Potion To Drink And I Became Queen Chapter 27-28

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27 The Lady's Love:

Ernest turned to the royal guards and the maids-in-waiting, with a look, they dispersed and he turned down a quiet corridor.

It was just like that night one month ago. The only difference was that Iris was now certain about her feelings for Ernest.

‘Ernest…'

‘What's wrong? I'm not going to drop you.' Ernest said playfully.

In the face of that expression, a sharp pain ran through Iris' heart at the same time as tenderness enveloped it.

‘Is it alright to have left the party…?' She asked vaguely.

It was partly to celebrate their engagement.

Because of the love potion that he had unintentionally drank, he held a deep but false love for Iris. Yet, he had realised that she had been trying to hold back her tears, and he took such strange and bold action. He was wonderfully sensible; everyone thought him a man who was narrow-minded in love with foolish Iris.

That was what she was; foolish.
Thank you, Ernest. I'm sorry for inconvenience, she apologised to him inwardly. But her heart was warm with joy from the great kindness he showed her. Although in her head, she knew it was because of the love potion, in her heart, she was happy that he had chosen her over Leticia.

What a foolish and selfish person, she was.

Self hatred strangled her chest making her feel like she could not breathe.

But Ernest lifted her up and kissed her temple, ‘Iris, you have nothing to worry about.'

‘But…'

‘Once the King is gone, everyone can freely enjoy themselves. They don't have to be on their best behaviour.'

Was it really like that?

She couldn't understand it.

Contrary to his lonesome words, his gait as he carried Iris was light.

If Ernest's heart was not filled with sorrow, then Iris would try to be fine also. Self hatred was just hers alone to overcome.

Ernest eventually ended up in front of a door in the royal residence, and he gently lowered Iris to the ground next to him.

‘Where are we?' she asked as he unlocked the door.

‘My private library,' He replied as the door opened.

They entered and Ernest switched on a lamp which cast a soft glow in the large room. She followed him tentatively, wondering why he had brought her here. He led her past the rest of the library to a wall that was just shelves of books.

‘I wanted to share my special secret with you, my beloved.'

‘Secret?'

Ernest smiled like a mischievous boy and touched the spine of a book,

‘It's an important secret between you and me. Iris, remember this book.'

The book he was touching looked just like the others, the only difference was that the lettering on the spine was in white and silver, like Ernest's hair. (Zuben: trying to keep my eyes in my head from all the rolling)

What was this about?

Ernest pushed the book sharply forward and there was a click and a faint rumble filled the room.

Iris leaned closer to Ernest as he pushed the bookshelf and it slid aside to reveal a wooden door.

‘This is…'

‘A hidden door to a hidden room,'

He told her the door could not be found by anyone who did not know how to open it as he turned the handle on the door,

‘It's rather embarra.s.sing but I had trouble with my sisters when I was younger.'

‘Trouble…?'

‘They could be moody and rather brutal. My late father made me a place I could escape to; this room. It is still very useful.'

Was this trouble what Rosemary had intimated in that conversation a few weeks ago?

“My older sisters used to treat older brother like a servant…”

That was why he was awkward with women, Rosemary had told her.

But because she had used a love potion to make him fall in love with her, Iris did not feel she had any right to dig into his past.

She followed him into the room.

‘Wow!' she exclaimed when she saw it.

This could only be referred to as a secret base. The room behind the door was large, which a large sofa several people could lie on, lots of round cus.h.i.+ons, and soft and fluffy blankets. It was well equipped, from good lighting, and a long work desk and a shelf with food that had long shelf life.

‘What do you think? Do you like it?'

Walking deeper into the room, she looked around her. The atmosphere in the room was calm, but also fun.

‘Yes, I do.' she replied.

‘Good.' He said. She looked up at him, and he looked relieved.

‘You can come here at anytime you feel the need to get away from it all.' He had a look of a boy who had been successful in his mischief not the king of a country. It was a beautiful expression that made Iris laugh softly. She lifted her skirts and curtsied,

‘Thank you, Ernest.' She said with a smile.

He came up to her and slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him for a kiss. His tongue entered her mouth and sweetly entangled with hers. Their kissing made her feel like she was going to melt and stoked a gentle fire inside her.

He released her lips and took her to the wide windows.

‘The scenery from here is rather beautiful. What do you think?'

She could see the royal gardens from the polished window. There was a full moon, and the silver moonlight set the beautiful flowers in the garden aglow.

‘It is really beautiful.'

The moonlight gave her a clear view of the garden.

The sight of the moonlight blooming flowers undefiled under the moonlight was indeed dignified. Though the flowers were wrapped in darkness, they still were striking. They did not lose to the night. They dazzled Iris.

She looked ahead and saw something that made her heart thud in her chest from the memory.

She was certain; the simple octagonal gazebo near the moonlight blooming flowers was where she had come to grieve after Damian had fallen for Leticia. It was where she had thrown away the hair ornaments and her shoes.

She hated the pink ornaments that had been designed to look like cherry blossoms. They did not suit her; neither did shoes with ribbons around her ankles. It looked like the clothes had been made for the adorable Leticia. How could she like clothes that did not suit her? That night she had tried to throw away her expectant heart and the love she had for Damian.

Watching the flowers, so like the ones that were around her that night, Iris remembered her terrible state of mind that night. She tried to scoff but it came out as a sob as her vision began to blur.

The gazebo dredged up bitter memories for her.

Really, why? She asked herself.

But she already knew the answer.

What had she thrown away that night? When did it start to grow again?

When she realised she could no longer fool herself, Ernest wrapped his arms around her from behind.

‘I fell in love with you from that night. Only you.' his deep voice reached Iris' heart through her tympanic membrane (Zuben: Drink drink drink)

She was wrapped in his warmth as a teardrop fell down her cheek.

She loved him. She loved Ernest.

From the bottom of her heart; she could no longer fool herself.

Unlike Ernest, who love had been borne from the love potion; she truly loved him. (Zuben: Deaf.)
 

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28 The Lady's Decision:

His eyes were like jasper; gems that would make a fine ornament. They emitted radiance from the moon s.h.i.+ning through the polished windows. (Zuben: You could always pluck his eyes out. Too brutal?)

Her straggly curled hair was half down from their pa.s.sions, fluttering as she moved,

'Fu, ~u…ah~, ~ah'

In his precious hidden room, the sounds of her sweet moans and the obscene rhythm of their coupling filled the room.

‘Are you in pain, Iris?' He asked her, his voice thick with l.u.s.t. He was sitting on the couch with Iris sitting on his thighs facing him as held her waist helping her ride him.

She could not stop moaning as he pulled her to him and thrust upward into her. (Zuben: One has to give it up for josei heroes, they have to do all the work. Their abs and back must be rock steady)

‘Ah, ahn~ no...but…'

‘But what Iris?'

‘You are ah~ uh~...so deep…'

It was the first time he had taken her like this. She had climaxed many times so her honey was all over their thighs, but she continued to be tormented by a deep feeling of oppression more so than usual. Despite this, it felt really good and Iris knew it was because she had admitted to herself that she loved him.

She leaned forward so her face was over his shoulder so he would not see her expression. She could feel his hot feverish breath against her earlobe.

‘I am inside you till the root,' he replied with a joyous smile as his large heated hand stroked her smooth bare back. Iris dress had been slipped off and now bunched around her waist. Feeling the heat of this hand against her bare skin made her s.h.i.+ver with pleasure over the deep stimulation. As she rocked her hips, her honey walls tightened around his hardness. Even though the sound of her love juice being churned was delivered to her tympanic membrane was very embarra.s.sing. She continued to rock her hips seeking the deep pleasure that awaited. (Zuben: ?)

‘Hm, aren't these a little bigger?' Ernest said playfully, he had leaned back abit to look at her b.r.e.a.s.t.s swaying with their actions. He cupped a soft mound in his hand, it looked like they had actually grown,

‘It makes no difference, you are my treasure.' his hot sigh was laden with love, and his heated breath caressed Iris' sweaty skin. He fondled her breast crus.h.i.+ng the hardened nipple against his mildly callused palm.

‘Hold on~ really hn~ hm~ ah~' she moaned as he plucked at her red nipple, rolling the hardened tip against his finger making it protrude and harden even more. Iris tightened around his meat stick,

‘Oh Iris, don't tighten up so much.'

‘I~ can't help it ahn~'

Her body was just responding to the pleasure he was giving her.

Iris stared at his handsome face, her eyes filled with tears of pa.s.sion. At that moment, his buried c.o.c.k increased in thickness,

‘Oh, it feels better than usual. I won't be able to last much longer.' he laughed helplessly. Iris heart was caught by his handsomeness and his s.e.x appeal, like a bee transfixed by the nectar of a flower, she leaned over and kissed him.

For now, she wanted to forget the sad reality of the love potion and immerse herself in this happiness. She wanted to let go of those thoughts, to give herself the illusion that he truly loved her.

As they kissed, Ernest grabbed her waist and began to thrust harder.

She moaned from between their kisses, their hot tongues intertwining to give each other the pleasure they were searching for. Contrary to the deep pleasures generated from the lower bodies, their kisses were sweet and delicate.

Her painfully erect nipples rubbed against his muscled chest, and a sweet aching ran through her. He reached between them and teased her flower bud that was engorged from their play. Her body arched as incomparable pleasure welled up.

Heat and explosive pleasure overwhelmed her like fireworks, and she gradually began to lose consciousness.

‘Only you, Iris. I only want you…'

The walls of her s.e.x were sending sweet numbing waves through her when he thrust in and out. Her wet cavern, seeking her beloved's spirit, continued to contract seeking only him while lost in a deep sensual sea.

He held her tight as his thrusting became harder pus.h.i.+ng into the deepest part of her flower core many times,

‘Wa, ahn~, nn, ~ah, ah~ah ah'

‘I hope you will forgive me Iris, but I wanted you so much…' (Zuben: Maybe telling her the truth, soonish would be good)

What was he saying? Iris mind was now above the clouds, though her eardrums managed to hear his whispers, she could not comprehend it. (Zuben: ?)

Soon, she could feel him throbbing as his thick turbid fluid was released into her honey pot. Her reason was driven elsewhere.

His glans pulsed inside her as he continued to thrust into her after e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.n.g. so that his emission could be swallowed deep inside.

After several thrusts, Ernest squeezed something in between Iris' panting lips while she was out of it.

‘The sweets you had…'

‘Huh…'

‘They taste good, don't they?'

How strange. Although, it was the first time she had had one, the taste was somehow nostalgic. The peachy taste was familiar like the sweets she used to like when she was child. (Zuben: Is he trying to make her believe she's fallen in love with him or trying to tell her they're not real?)

Ernest combed back her dark hair with his large hands and kissed her as the delicious love potion melted in her mouth.

He shook the vial before her face, ‘One more left…' he said.

The bottle had one pink sweet left.

There was only one more and the love potion Matthias gave her would finish.

No one knew if the effects truly would last a lifetime.

He kissed her.

Was it because she already loved Ernest? Because she felt no particular change from eating the love potion sweet.

But it did not mean that her crime was gone. She should not have tried to not manipulate a man's heart. Even if she loved him, there was no way she could be forgiven. As the thoughts settled in her head, the peach taste of the sweet became like ash in her mouth.

It's enough now.

She had been happy everyday this past month. She hadn't had to fight with her sister, she could spend everyday immersed in making lace and above all, she was surrounded by a deep love, even though it was false, she had been happy.

Too happy. Though, she hated herself, she could not help it. But she wanted to be happy with her beloved Ernest.

But she wanted him to truly love her, not through the love potion. She wanted him to love her from the bottom of his heart.

Iris came to a decision that night.

She became determined to release him from the effects of the love potion. 


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