After Story 4
“Isn’t it because it’s been a long time since you slept with a man?”
Mirga ignored Lai’s words. All of her attention was focused solely on adorning Lai perfectly to Kainer’s taste. Tonight decides whether she would be a girl for only one night or if she would enter the harem. She had to be thoroughly prepared.
Mirga ordered for the tribute she had brought, and the most precious jewels and perfumes.
“It is not.”
“You were the one who convinced me that it would be better if it’s a woman like you.”
Mirga didn’t even look at Lai and instead carefully inspected the easy-to-remove clothes that would fall off if the Emperor’s hand touched it. She will put it on Lai tonight, who’s going to visit Kainer’s bed.
After Lai’s husband died, she had to get out of the harem. If Lai, who had no children and no support for the family or friends, left the harem, she would be kidnapped by a slave trader again because of her unusual appearance. There was a way she could be married, but the other person would undoubtedly be a wealthy yet old nobleman. She didn’t like it. She wanted to choose her own future.
It was Mirga who reached out her hand to Lai. Mirga was a princess of the Empire before she was married. During their husband’s lifetime, all the women of the harem were enemies, but after her husband’s death, she had to somehow survive, so she insisted that they help each other.
“Isn’t it obvious that you’re called to the bed? Just like when you seduced my husband at the harem.”
She struggled to break free from slavery and become the concubine. She certainly captured the man’s desire to look at her. The eyes of the man, who eventually became her husband, were full of desire to covet Lai.
But it would not be the same with the Sultan. As Mirga said, Lai hadn’t seen a man for so long that she’s lost her sense of it.
Mirga let out a sigh as Lai sat still, doing nothing about her evening duties and lost in thought.
“Choose a perfume. The Sultan never liked strong scents. It is said that this is what the Haseki is using now, but if you plan to go out in a similar way, it would be better to go the same way.”
Mirga knew Kainer’s basic taste.
“He’s a good guy. Even when you enter the bedroom with the Emperor, you can talk about me.”
“Won’t it be gossip?”
After all, Mirga had the same thoughts as she had at first. Lai looked at Mirga and nodded her head.
Mirga clicked her tongue.
“You stupid girl. It won’t be easy to paint a poor picture.”
Lai was on the same boat, but she thought about herself and Mirga, who could cut their opponent right off if either side were at a disadvantage.
When she thought of the Emperor who stood beside Saye and stared at her tenaciously, her mind became infinitely complicated.
“Kainer’s taste is a woman who doesn’t know anything about the world.”
Mirga is always ready to stand on the side of power. So she took her position eight years ago to side with the first prince and the fourth princess, and three years ago, when Kainer rose up she aptly caught his scent and pulled herself out to marry. She then flew away as she fled to the foreign country, out of Kainer’s reach.
In a way, she can say that she once stood in the midst of one of the Empire’s most tumultuous conflicts. She did everything she could to survive the battles and envy even in a faraway foreign country, and she survived. She then entrusted her body to the Empire again, but after giving birth to the child in her womb, she would need to return to her husband’s land, which was now her home.
She needed Kainer’s heart to stay safe and secure until then.
The marriage that flung Mirga to the foreign country, which they were in a tense relationship with, became the reason why Kainer saved Mirga. When the Empire was in chaos due to civil war, he didn’t want to add fuel to the feud with other countries.
“Tonight, whatever you do, capture the Sultan. That way, we’ll be safe while we’re staying here.”
Kainer once executed his sister, but allowed life to his half-sister Mirga, who was still politically useful.
“Life here won’t be easy if I’m found to be useless.”
In any case, if the child in Mirga’s womb was a daughter.
Mirga tightly closed her eyes. No matter how many times the Emperor threatened her life, he brutally retaliated against his sister who was in the same boat. And she would never forget the past.
Right now, it seemed like he was looking at her with mirth, but Mirga knew better than anyone that traversing over a thin rope wouldn’t last long.
“It’s like putting your head in the mouth of something worse than a fox. However, if me and my child die, neither will you be safe. Seduce him no matter what.”
Please, you have to be a son.
Lai looked silently as Mirga’s hands trembled around her stomach. Although they were one step away from the harem’s dark struggle, their future was still uncertain. They never know when and how they will die. Even Saye, who was currently loved by the Emperor, was anxious about her own child’s future.
“After that? An Emperor, who would leave a woman once, will flood the harem with women. It’s just a difference in time.”
Mirga noticed the pain in Lai’s voice as she tried to reassure herself.
“I have a witness and a will he left before he died. If this child is a son…”
“What if it was a daughter?”
“I told you not to talk like that!”
“And even if it were a son, would Lady Mirga, who became the mother of the successor, continue to hold my humble hand?”
Lai laughed at their shallow alliance.
Mirga ignored Lai’s words and threw a thin, transparent robe into her arms. She urged Lai to go and bathe without any more hesitation.
Lai suddenly remembered Saye, who listened to what she had to say, cried when she experienced hardships, and smiled when she experienced joy. Lai was an unkind woman.
She was accustomed to slandering and disparaging every woman in the harem as enemies, but when someone listened to her and treated her warmly, her heart would be warmed. Her mind would be tickled. It had been such a long time since she felt this way.
She was sold from one person to another and sold as a slave, but she survived to the end. She saw it with her own two eyes, the women of the harem scoffed at the things she experienced as being lowly. But Saye held her hand, saying Lai had endured it all well. Saye was glad Lai survived, and her tears welled up.
Kindness without any pretenses.
Having spent most of the day talking to each other over the past few days, Lai could see that Saye was not a stupid woman like Mirga kept saying. So she must not be naive enough that she didn’t know why Mirga brought Lai to the palace for looking like Saye.
Did Saye trust the Emperor that much? If so, what was the meaning of the Emperor’s persistent gaze on Lai? Why did he look at Lai that way?
Whatever the reason, she would find out today. Lai got up to get her ready.
“This way.”
Late at night, seeing the Emperor’s closest aide, Hassan, who had met Lai, Mirga’s face turned red. With an unreadable expression, he illuminated the path with the lamp he was holding, and walked down the secret passageway leading to the Emperor’s bedroom.
Clothes to show, not to cover. Tonight, a thin silk robe for the Emperor was wrapped around Lai’s body. When the light shone a little, the white flesh and silver forest beyond the silk could be seen clearly. Her nipples, like red berries, couldn’t overcome the cold night of the desert and rose solidly.
Even after seeing the woman in such a revealing state, Hassan quietly guided Lai without showing any emotions. Hassan and Lai are alone in the hallway.
A quiet night in the Imperial Palace.
Only the sound of Lai’s footsteps echoed so much that she wondered why it was so quiet.
As she headed deeper, a faint sound caught her ear.
“Ah, aheuk, huu…”
A faint sound reached her ears, sounding as if someone was getting hurt and was like the cry of a soft beast. But Lai was well aware of what it truly was. It’s the sound of the night when a woman embraced a man.
It was not a bad thing for a powerful person to spend the night with many women.
“So that’s his taste.”
As Lai mumbled softly, Hassan’s eyes scanned her face. The sweet, melting scent of perfumed oil gradually permeated the air more, and soon they stood in front of the Emperor’s bedroom.
As Lai was about to step inside, a hand was holding her shoulder.
“You can wait here.”
“I…”
Just as she was about to reply that the Emperor had called her and that she had come to enter the Emperor’s bedroom, Hassan slowly shook his head. Realizing that this was also the will of Emperor Kainer, Lai’s expression hardened. If he was going to call her, why make her stay here?
A dim light illuminated the interior.
She saw Kainer sitting on the bed and a small back sitting opposite his thighs, hugging his neck. The silver hair and pure white skin that fell down to the man’s knees shone like the moon reflected in the lamp.
It was Saye.
“Please, heuk… Lord Kainer.”
“I’m already so considerate here, just waiting for you to put in as much as you can take. You gasp as if you’ve been eating the wrong thing every time.”
The man’s voice, mixed with deep laughter, was filled with joy that could not be expressed in words. If Lai looked closely, Saye was sitting on Kainer as she hugged him, and was in the middle of awkwardly raising her hips. Half-embracing his manhood, she couldn’t lower her buttocks or raise it, just hanging around his neck. Kainer’s eyes, gently stroking her back as if to soothe her, turned towards the darkness.
Exactly where Lai is.
“Uhk…!”
Suddenly, Hassan turned off the lamp he was holding and the hallway was dark. The light in the bedroom did not reach here. But Kainer stared at her as if he knew exactly where Lai was.
The large hand swept down Saye’s waist, stroking her hip bone. Then she rode on his manhood that was connected to her, and swept the fluids flowing through her with his fingers and brought it to his mouth.
“How long will you be soaking wet like this.”
“Haaa… Inside…”
“It’s like it’s piercing through?”
This posture is the most difficult for Saye to accept him deeply, and Kainer enjoyed embracing her face to face even though Saye found this position difficult. His large hands spread her hips wide. Saye was struggling with his member, panting without even noticing that Kainer sucked his fingers drenched with his wife’s liquid. With her slender forearms that tightened around his neck even tighter, the Sultan smiled, exposing his fangs like a beast.
As she opened her hips wide, her bottom opened wide too, letting out a pained sound through her red lips. She then bit on the nape of his neck and held back her moaning.
“You can moan as much as you want. No one is listening.”
Still, Kainer was staring at Lai tenaciously.
It’s like…