Herald of Steel

Lady Parthia listened to Alexander's directive intently, not even for a second doubting it. He had already displayed enough credibility for her to believe he had divine knowledge.

His words also did not strike any bottom lines, as Alexander was only recommending against the act, not outright forbidding it.

While the man, having explained himself, turned to face the lady once again, pressing his hand against the hot womb and musing,

"So you see Parthia… you and your daughter are different. Your loins are pure and fertile- the best of its kind. I wish to sow them with my seed. Come, submit to me. Let me shave your pubic hair and pray to the Mother for her blessing."

"Mmmm…" Lady Parthia moaned at these tempting words, especially as she felt those naughty fingers start to creep along her soft garden, lewdly pinching and pulling the pink lips, turning the entire place wet and muddy.

"Hmph… the gods are yet to answer your first prayer, my lady. Shouldn't you pray for that first?"

However, before Alexander could get carried away with just toying with the lady, Lady Parthia suddenly struck him with this, turning to accuse him of failing to resuscitate Perseus.

After all, that was the original deal- three hot, torrid nights, in exchange for her husband getting well.

And while Lady Parthia had performed her part of the deal well and beyond, Alexander….

"Hahaha, the gods work in mysterious ways, my lady. And why ask them to make your life more difficult?" The man was quick to defect the whole thing, giving the lady a knowing smirk.

Indeed, Lady Parthia was unable to match that gaze for a time, knowing she would hardly be ever able to face her husband knowing all that she had done.

The knowledge that he was still asleep actually brought great solace to her.

Something that the keen eyed Alexander was swift to take advantage of, as suddenly grabbing one of the lady's free, delicious breasts, he popped the pierced cheery into his mouth and cunningly grinned,

"Come on, Parthia. Don't you want the gods to fill these huge mammaries with milk once again. *Chuu*, *chuu*, *chuu*, Ahhh! I certainly want to taste your milk…. All fresh from the source! Mmmm," as he chewed, bit, and sucked on them, fonding the voluptuous chest and making the bell attached to it chime lewdly.

Combine that with the play going on downstairs and,

"Ahhh… you depraved pervert!" The receipt of the attack moaned out breathlessly, hardly able to think.

At any other time, Lady Parthia would have surely scolded him for making such a vulgar remark- a mother's milk was always reserved for the child.

Yet, Alexander had by now greatly worn down the once reluctant lady, with the double attack proving particularly effective as seen by now Lady Parthia was voluntarily raising her own hips and spreading her slender legs, all in an attempt to give Alexander's hands better access to her lewd canal.

She instinctively wanted to be pleasured.

And so, Alexander also got to continue this forceful attack, first playing with the dense hair around the lips, teasing the entrance, and then slipping his fingers right in, pumping in and out of it vigorously,

"Ahhh… come on my sweet darling. *Chup*, *chup*, look at how wet you are here. You have to give me a clear answer. Here, have a taste for yourself. You cannot say you are not interested."

And experiencing such constant attacks, finally, the dam holding Lady Parthia back finally produced a massive fissure,

"Fine! If my husband wakes up…. I will cut it off my lower hair." The lady promised all of a sudden, with eyes that were full of fire!

"..!!!" Which quickly turned into shock and confusion as even she struggled to realize what she had said.

"Great!" While Alexander, sensing the fleeting opportunity instantly capitalized on it, sealing the deal with a kiss and preventing the lady from speaking out.

Then to distract her even more, quickly decided to take her for one last round.

…..

"Parthia, I will leave today's work to you. If anyone comes looking for me… you deal with them. I am too tired."

As the pair lay side by side after finishing, exhausted and over the moon by his gains, Alexander decided to celebrate by getting a good sleep, so he dumped all the responsibility on the poor lady.

"...." While Lady Parthia's mind was currently entirely somewhere else… so much so that she hardly noticed those words.

She was far more occupied struggling to wrap her head around all that had happened.

It was an intense battle, where her heart and mind were assaulted by shame, anger, longing, guilt…and so many other thoughts all at once.

All of which took her quite a while to recover from.

And then, as she eventually did, the lady turned to look at the man next to her with an extremely complicated gaze.

"..." And she kept looking at that familiar face for who knows how long, her thoughts kept all to herself.

Until…

"*Sigh*" The lady at last shook herself off the bed with a lamenting moan, unable to reach any kind of conclusion.

She found herself incapable of committing to either- Alexander or her family.

So ultimately, she decided to clear her head instead and get herself some fresh air.

Thus quickly picking up the scattered pieces of her elegant clothes, she quickly got dressed and made herself to the main dining area to have some breakfast.

But wouldn't you know it, of all the people in the house she could have met, she was accompanied by none other than her youngest daughter, Camelia.

"Royal Mother!" And the verdant maiden greatly cheered upon seeing the mature lady, barely stopping herself from getting up to hug the woman.

As the youngest of her siblings, Camelia had always been spoiled by her parents, hence she had no problem openly expressing her affection.

But much contrary to her usual happiness at seeing her beloved daughter, Lady Parthia instead suddenly felt an inexplicable wave of guilt.

Or perhaps it was not so inexplicable, as the guilty regal lady quickly turned to give the young princess a subtle glare and chided,

"Silly girl! You are so grown up. How can you act like this in front of everyone? Sit and act properly!" as she then hastily turned her own head, finding it very hard to look at her daughter's face right now.

"...."

This telling off did douch some of the bubbly girl's enthusiasm, although she was of course unable to guess the reason behind her mother's unusual strictness.

Instead, lowering her head, she slightly puffed her cheeks, and lightly muttered with a bit of bitterness, "So what of it Royal Mother! It's not like anybody is here! Hmmm!"

Camelia never acted so free with anyone except her mother and only so when they were alone. So to be shut down like so when they had such a rare opportunity… it hurt her.

And seeing this Lady Parthia did quickly begin to feel rueful of her hastily reaction.

However despite so, she was unable to find the words to open a conversation with the young princess.

Hence the entire breakfast ended like that… in an extremely stifling silence.

Lady Parthia had probably never had such an uncomfortable meal in her whole life.

"Royal Mother, could I talk to you in my room?"

And then, upon finishing breakfast, as Camelia made this seemingly innocuous, Lady Parthia's heart was inexplicably filled with a great discomfort.

"Wha… what is it my dear daughter? Is anything bothering you?" The gorgeous lady must have never pulled as ugly a smile as she had just now.

"No! I just wanted to ask…" The young maiden quickly paused here, quickly shuffling her head around and moving her eyes sheepishly, as if to catch any spies.

Then seeing the coast as clear, she lowered her voice and quietly whispered shyly, "Mother, do you know why Alexander never calls me to his chambers? Can you help me?"

"...???" Lady Parthia's eyes widened all of a sudden, to an extent that really should not given her vast experience.

Because despite it being Camelia's first time asking such a thing, as an experienced mother, this was nothing new for Lady Parthia.

Her other daughters had also asked her similar questions when it came their time to consummate their marriage.

In fact, socially, it was a mother's job to teach her daughter all these acts in the bedroom.

Hence it was absolutely okay for the princess to ask this of her mother.

The problem was, this time it was very different.

Because this time the daughter was asking for advice on how to make a man favor her, when that man same her favored her own mother not even an hour ago.

Even the thought of such a thing was too scandalous for Lady Parthia to contemplate.

Hence she blushed perhaps even more than the maiden herself, quickly making Camelia also a bit embarrassed.

She was not expecting such an intense reaction from her mother and feared she had caused a great embarrassment in broad daylight.

Fortunately, Lady Parthia managed to quickly regain herself, and with a slightly broken smile, and pretended surprise, noted,

"But was it not you who did not want to do it until eighteen?"

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