Chapter 479 – Camellia (2)

When had the entanglement begun?
So pondered Camellia.

[You truly seem dependable, Camellia.]

A bond meant for a lifetime.
Even if one of them were to become crippled, Camellia and Dongbaek had always managed to surmount numerous tribulations, supporting each other through thick and thin.

No matter who comes, we can prevail.
That’s what Camellia believed. But the lady was far more distressed than she had anticipated. Having lost limbs and sight, she had wept profusely in secret — a fact well-known to Camellia.

When the incident occurred.

[Camellia, I… I’m at a loss. My father and mother, they’re both gone. And my body is broken.]

She bolstered the lady, who once drowned in despair.

[The only person remaining by my side is you…]

They stood up again. She was now the head of the family.

[Please don’t leave me.]

After losing her limbs, Dongbaek exhibited a profound anxiety, fearing she may not be trusted by anyone. When she even attempted suicide, she was on the brink of losing her way. There had been instances when they nearly drifted apart, but Camellia took care of her with all her heart, and Dongbaek gradually pacified herself upon recognizing Camellia’s sincerity.

‘…My lady.’

I am her arms, her legs, and her eyes.
The name Camellia was bestowed solely for that purpose.

The two of them somehow managed to overcome all hardships.
Thus, this time too, they would find a way through.

“Come find me here.”

Camellia extracted a letter left by the monarch and read it. The small address was a place a bit farther from the king’s dwelling.

‘If my lady is… here.’

They had to meet first.
There was a possibility that her mind could crumble if they couldn’t endure for long. Dongbaek’s spirit had been greatly worn since that day. If she set her mind to it, there was nothing the king couldn’t do.

“Right away, I’ll go.”

A faint gleam of hope returned to her face, shadowed in darkness.

* * * * * * * * * * *

A reckless act.

That was Gu-seul’s thought upon seeing Camellia’s complexion.

“Hello. Do you remember my face? I was around for a while too.”
“You are–“
“Correct.”

Having ransacked every corner of the territory, pilfering the city’s wealth and various secrets. In the end, she was also involved in the capture of Dongbaek.

“Hehe. Alright, follow me. I’ll show you the lady you’re so fond of.”

Gu-seul slipped on white gloves onto her hands, her face radiating with an insouciant light.
Her strides were robust, her arms crossed. Camellia took a deep breath and trailed behind her, captivated by her indomitable spirit.

“So, the lady was that important? Following me all the way here.”
“…She is of utmost importance, naturally.”
“Even if the King were to sell you, or conduct some wicked deed?”
“If it would alleviate her burdens… I don’t mind.”
“Such unwavering loyalty. Well, hold that sentiment high. If I were in your shoes and the lady were the King, I would have abandoned her.”

Could he be sincere?
Rumors had been circulating that the King was failing to secure the loyalty of several high-ranking officials.

Just a short while ago, rebellions erupted concurrently.
These could be baseless rumors, yet Camellia couldn’t help but heed them.

“And let’s not forget. That man is fundamentally driven by lust.”
“…Are you referring to sexual desire?”

Camellia, stoking her quiet rage, followed Gu-seul.
They moved from the ground floor, along a lengthy corridor, and ascended to the 9th floor via the elevator.

“Indeed, he has an excessive sexual appetite. Particularly when he encounters a woman for the first time… Even if solely for the purpose of accumulating power, he must have her.”
“……”
“Then, if she pleases him, well. It’s over.”

The incessant prattle only served to amplify Camellia’s unease.
Could it be that the lady… had also suffered such a fate?
Time had passed significantly, and the anxious Camellia started to perspire.

“The carnal pleasure the King bestows can be difficult to withstand.”
“Why are you telling me this… Are you planning to imply that the lady has succumbed to this as well?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know…”
“There’s no way I could be familiar with the King’s bedchamber… It only started this morning.”

This morning.
The King had relayed the news last night, and Camellia, after quickly packing her belongings, had arrived here almost empty-handed.

Her body was becoming frantic. The numbers on the elevator seemed to hardly increase.
Every second was an unending moment of torment.

Gu-seul gave her a wickedly playful smile.

“What may have transpired, I wonder.”

– Ugh!

The elevator doors opened.
Gu-seul, who had knocked on the foremost door, turned around to look at Camellia.
Camellia stood at the door, her hands sweaty, her legs trembling.

The opponent was the King. She had a vague idea something like this would happen.
But confronting this reality was not easy, no matter how mentally prepared she was.

– Click.

She gripped the doorknob, the door swung open.
Gu-seul, who had led the way, stood stiffly next to the shoe rack.

Soon, the sight of the hotel room unfolded before Camellia’s eyes.

– Thump, thump.

The foot of the moving bed.
The provocative body odor lingering at the end of her nose, and the scent of semen that must have remained after the passionate encounter.

– Ah… Ah!

Simultaneously, a short, breathless voice echoed, a tone Camellia was all too familiar with.

“…Lady.”

Camellia’s voice became urgent.

– Bang!

She violently swung the door wide open and entered, Gu-seul did not stop her.
Camellia’s luggage was flung into the shoe rack.

“It has already ended.”

The voice of Gu-seul echoed dryly.

“…My lady?”

In Melia’s gaze, the worst scenario unfolded.

“Eh…Ah…Ahhh! Yes…good…”

A naked Camellia was steeped in a thick liquid, toyed with like a plaything by the king. Bereft of both lingerie and clothing, Camellia was eagerly sucking the king’s hand, her tongue extended.

“Slurp, slurp. Ah…Huh… Ah, ahhh…♡”

Pleasure-laced voice. Tear tracks remained on her eyes, closed in blissful surrender. Throb, throb. At the intruding phallus ravaging her lower belly, Camellia didn’t even struggle.

Or rather…

Was it right to say she chose not to struggle?

Camellia appeared to relish her predicament. Although she could see nothing, she seemed excited at the current penetration, thrilled to be used as a vessel for sexual gratification.

Like a personal pleasure tool, gripping her waist with all her strength.

-Bang!

As the curve extended down to her navel, sweet saliva trickled from Camellia’s mouth.

“Huh…Ohhhh…!!”

Camellia’s body shuddered with electrifying pleasure. Her pussy twitched as if possessed, and a clear fluid sprayed forth.

“…King. You bastard!!!”

At the precise moment Melia attempted to step in, Gu-seul’s hand yanked at Melia’s clothes.

“If you don’t want to die, stay still.”

“…You brought me here to witness this? I’d rather die-“

“Silence.”

With a frosty voice, Melia’s body stiffened. Gu-seul swiftly overpowered her, lightly gripping Melia’s throat, forcing her down.

“Ahhh…Ah, ugh…”

Unaware of Melia’s presence, Camellia twisted her waist. As the man’s finger explored the inside of her cheek, she opened her mouth and pleaded.

“…Please… more… Yes… King…your cock.”

The king remained silent.

“Huh, I can’t see it, but I can feel its form… Big and sturdy….”

“Lady, I beg of you…”

“Ohhhh… My clit is throbbing…♡ Ah, ah, ah…!”

“Why, why…”

Melia knew of the self-loathing and sorrow Camellia felt about her own existence.

But this… this was not right.

-Bang, bang, bang! Bang!

“I’m coming… I’m coming… Ahhhhhh!?!”

The stream of fluid that gushed from her cunt fell to the floor. The overflowing semen thudded down in lumps.

Melia couldn’t even shield her eyes, forced to watch the spectacle. Tears streamed from her tightly clenched eyes.

“Heh…Hehe♡”

A woman completely dominated by pleasure. Once called Midas’s Hand, an axis of the business community crumbled like that.

“…What did the young lady do…to deserve this…”

Melia, steeped in despair, bowed her head. Her grip loosened to the point that Gu-seul didn’t need to restrain her.

The sight of a broken Camellia… Even if she could be saved, it was already too late.

Long ago, in a time ruled by King Mokryeong, reminiscent images of countless nobilities arose.

“Why might that individual be one of the Four Great Demon Trees?”

Gu-seul prodded the pallid cheek of Melia.

“Although I’m uncertain what advantages there might be… I have some knowledge. First and foremost, our compatibility is excellent.”

Gu-seul’s arms tightened around Melia’s neck. Melia stared silently ahead.

Exposed to the semen, her body sticky, Melia stood still, her waist trembles ceased. Motionless, not a sound escaping her, as though she were a paused videotape.

Suddenly, Melia’s eyes widened, and in that instant, Gu-seul grinned.

“Surprised?”

A phantom vision.

A disappearing spectacle. When had she fallen under the spell of illusion? Melia swallowed her saliva, her hand moving to dislodge Gu-seul’s arm.

“Have you no shame…”

Melia seized Gu-seul by the collar, pressing her against the wall.

“How dare you…! You bastard-“

There was a real breaking point.

She had returned knowing it was a ruse, but her hands were trembling with rage. Blood rushed to her head, almost causing her consciousness to spiral.

“It’s in the room at the far right.”

Just before Melia could inflict harm upon Gu-seul, Gu-seul, with an unchanged expression, spat out her words as if tossing them aside. Melia’s fist trembled. She considered letting her clenched hand loose.

“Damn it…”

Above all, she’s a lady.

Leaving Gu-seul behind, Melia hurried into the hallway. Gu-seul watched Melia silently, merely dusting off her clothes.

Melia ran urgently, her steps echoing in the corridor. It didn’t take long.

“Lady, my lady…!”

A scene flashed before her eyes.

Having seen such a situation before, her body was on high alert.

She who was always pure and gentle. She who was loved by all her servants.

But now, she has entirely turned her back.

“Though it’s my first time… It doesn’t seem too bad. But it’s too painful… It hurts. And it seems addictive.”

“Remain still.”

“I can’t even move… Will there be a child? What happens if there is?”

At the sound of these words, Melia fell to her knees. The conversation was taking place post-coitus, the woman had already received the man’s white fluid.

“What is this…?”

Clear evidence of a rupture. Melia closed her eyes at the sight of the blood trickling from her vagina.

The woman, who was speaking in a calm demeanor.

It seemed as though she had already let go of something significant, leaving Melia unable to utter a word.

Her body flushed, a heightened look of arousal in her eyes. She was gasping for breath, her cheek resting in the crook of the man’s arm.

The gaze of the King turned toward Melia.

“…Who has arrived?”
“I have. So, how did it feel?”
“You desire me to speak of it even with others present? Please clothe me first…”
“I’ve covered you with a blanket.”
“Truly…”

Melia’s words came quicker than Gu-seul’s lips could part.

“Being under someone’s control… It wasn’t unpleasant.”

Melia’s face blanched.

Silence.
The severance wasn’t only on Melia’s end.

“She’s completely broken.”

Gu-seul, having walked from the corridor, spoke while looking at Melia’s face.
Had she been the first to witness this state, a sliver of Melia’s spirit might have remained.

“Ah, ah… ah.”

Thus, she had left behind a single spell.

To shatter her psyche entirely.
To prevent her from any reckless actions, she intended to reveal that the lady had already succumbed to the king.

“Melia.”
“Yes, Melia… Did you say?”

Gu-seul’s words elicited a response from Melia. Exhaling a dizzying breath, Melia writhed in the king’s embrace.

“My lady…”
“Melia? How did you get here… Surely you—”

The king responded to Melia’s inquiry.

“She was making a desperate effort to save you. I granted her a chance. So, do you plan to return?”

Melia hesitated at the king’s question, her expression hardening.
Melia, with no hands, moved her shoulders and extended her arms.

“…If one waits, help arrives. Is this what you meant last time?”
“I don’t know.”
“…….”

As the king inserted his finger, Melia delicately suckled it.
While she expelled a dizzying breath, he traced down her moist back, causing Melia to tremble.

“It’s too late. To do that… It’s truly too late…”

The strength drained from Melia’s fist.

“I apologize, Melia….”