🔥🔥 You can find 40 chapters ahead here
Support link: pat_reon.com/Redon1
Also other exciting fanfic available 🔥🔥
----------------------------------------------------------
Asher felt that something was wrong, or rather, that he had opened it incorrectly. Now, if he just closed his eyes and reopened them, everything would return to normal.
So, Asher closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, Artoria's delicate little face was right before him. She was wearing a white dress, her face set with determination. This time, she was truly determined to break fate.
"Lily, calm down first..." Asher placed his free hand on Artoria's cheek. "What fate are you trying to break?"
Artoria's mouth opened slightly, but the words she was about to explain got stuck in her throat. After a long moment, she said with a blushing face, "You should know very well, don't fool me!"
Asher said helplessly, "I don't even know what you want to do right now." She inexplicably ambushed him in his room, and looked as if she had been stimulated by something... Could it be that someone had said something to her? Wait! Asher's eyes widened slightly as if he had remembered something. This environment, this familiar posture, and the blushing, determined look on the girl's face... he had experienced such a scene before.
"Lily, you should still remember what I said before,
right?" Asher asked tentatively.
"When I grow up?" Artoria asked. Asher nodded silently.
Previously, in the dressing room, Asher had endured the temptation and told Artoria to wait until she grew up to come to him. Of course, at that time, he didn't know Artoria was already sixteen years old, otherwise, it would probably have happened in that dressing room.
One could only say, this was also a kind of fate.
"Do you think I haven't grown up yet?" She tilted her head slightly, a strand of golden hair cascading down. Asher subconsciously glanced at the girl. Her ample chest made the already tight white dress seem like it was about to burst, and from Asher's perspective, he could clearly see the alluring cleavage. Below the hem of the skirt, a pair of tender, fair, and long legs were exposed. Years of training had made her figure flawlessly perfect. Asher brushed the strands of hair that fell on his face aside and gently nodded: "You've grown up... but it's still not
enough."
"Why?"
"You should know, I have an engagement with Sister
Uathach," Asher said.
"But you did that with Imperial Sister, and not just once," Artoria said. Asher: "..."
"And you also did that with Uathach's mother, your Shishou, and not just once." Asher: "..." That stings
suddenly.
Artoria lifted Asher's chin and whispered, "Why can't I?
Answer me." She bit her lip lightly and continued, "Your 'wait until I grow up' was just a way to stall for time, wasn't it? What my future self said back then proved everything; in the end, only I was left far behind."
"Perhaps something unexpected happened..." Asher's eyes drifted. He really didn't understand his own thoughts. Why was it okay with Shishou and Sister Morgan, but not Lily? Am I really attracted to older women?
Actually, no, he did have those feelings for Lily.
"So, we have to resolve it before anything unexpected happens," Artoria said with unwavering determination.
Asher had no choice but to bring out his trump card,
saying, "Lily, have you forgotten the virtues of a knight?"
"I know," Artoria said, "Men are not allowed to force themselves on women under any circumstances; that's not a knight's virtue, it's the most basic rule."
"But you are male," she said. Yes, Asher was male. So, this rule didn't apply. This time, no matter what Asher said, it was useless. She had made up her mind; she would
take Asher, no matter what!
"Besides, someone told me today that I should either uphold the knight's virtues and chastely guard you, wishing you happiness one day in the future, or take matters into my own hands... Between the two, I choose the latter," she continued. A hint of annoyance flashed in Asher's eyes. Which scoundrel was so talkative? If he found out, he'd flay them alive!
"Alright, no more talking," Artoria said softly. "If you keep talking, I'll have to get rough." Asher was speechless for a moment. So why could Lily say such threatening words in such a gentle tone?! He wasn't afraid of Artoria anymore; he was a true White Dragon, no less powerful than Artoria. ...That's how it should have been. However, when the Knight Princess lifted her hair and leaned down
to seal his lips, Asher knew he had lost.
Why is it always like this? When can I be the one to initiate for once?! Asher let out a silent wail in his heart, then gave up. In the darkness, only the sound of them exchanging fluids could be heard. After a long while, Artoria released his lips, then leaned close to the ear of the boy she had pinned beneath her, and said in a seductive voice, "Are you very excited?"
Her eyes were filled with excitement and relief, her cheeks flushed intensely due to her accelerated heartbeat. She knew that everything she did tonight was a desperate gamble, requiring immense resolve to reach this point. If Asher had pushed her away, she would probably never have been able to muster the courage again. So, Asher not pushing her away made her feel very secure. In reality, Artoria overlooked a very important fact: with her beauty and this action, no normal male could possibly refuse her. Moreover, she was the King of Knights... a knight riding on the King.
She gazed into his dark eyes, a faint curve on her lips, and again leaned down to seal Asher's lips with her soft ones. The pure white strap slipped down her smooth, fragrant shoulder, and the faint scent of her soft, sweaty skin enveloped Asher.
Finally... finally, fate was about to be broken. Artoria's usually calm face could no longer hide her dazed expression. She untied the other thin strap, her flawless body like a beloved creation of heaven, as white as jade. Asher raised his hand, touching the pure white silk wrapped around the girl's legs, his palm moving upwards.
The door opened silently. A dark figure quietly slipped into the room. Asher's hand subconsciously trembled, and he reacted incredibly fast, pulling Artoria under the covers. The Knight Princess under the covers also trembled slightly, clearly startled. Which fellow entered the room without even knocking? Is she trying to give someone a heart attack? Asher focused his gaze on the girl who had slipped into the room. Long purple hair, looking mischievous, stealthily tiptoed towards the bed.
Asher exhaled softly and slowly spoke, "Sister, what in the world are you doing?"
"Eh?! You're not asleep yet?" Uathach was clearly startled, her eyes widened slightly, then her gaze fell on Asher.
"I was just about to sleep, and you just happened to come in," Asher paused slightly, then continued to ask, "Do you need something, Sister?"
"Hmm... it's nothing really, I just don't want to rest alone tonight, so I came to find you." As Uathach spoke, she reached out to pull up the covers, but Asher was quick, immediately grabbing Uathach's hand. Uathach blinked, confused, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I should be asking you that!" Asher rubbed his forehead. "Sister, Shishou used to say we should sleep in our own beds once we grew up, didn't she?" The girl under the covers shifted slightly. Clearly, Asher's words made her feel defiant. Shishou herself did that, yet she restricts
her own daughter's actions?
"It's fine as long as we don't get caught," Uathach said.
"No! Absolutely not!" Asher shook his head, saying firmly.
"Go back and get some good rest, Sister."
"Eh" Uathach drew out the sound. "Ash has really
grown up, he doesn't even listen to his sister anymore."
Uathach looked pitifully at Asher, "Really not?" Asher shook his head again. Uathach sighed, "Alright."
Just as Asher breathed a sigh of relief and released Uathach's hand, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the covers. Asher was quick, immediately grabbing Uathach's wrist. Then, as the girl clicked her tongue with a "tch," a triumphant smile appeared on his face: "I already guessed what you were thinking, Sister." This trick, Asher had fallen for it more than once in the Land of Shadows. Whenever Uathach's night raids into his bed were stopped, Uathach would always use various methods to achieve her goal, and in the end, she would use Asher as a hugging pillow to sleep through the night. Of course, if Scathach found out the next day, Asher was always the one punished. This was also why he was extra cautious at the moment.
"Oh, I know, I know, you win, let go," Uathach gently shook her head, sighing, seemingly truly giving up on the idea of sleeping there tonight. Asher stared at Uathach for a while, confirming that her eyes indeed showed a complete lack of interest, before finally letting go.
Uathach turned around, her purple hair naturally falling onto her tender white thighs beneath her nightdress. She took a step towards the door, then suddenly turned around and reached for the covers. Asher immediately reached out, but Uathach immediately extended her other hand towards the covers. Asher still defended against his sister's attempt to slip into the bed. Lights flickered at the tips of their fingers; those were Runes, now accelerating. One continuously reached for the covers, while the other, driven by the will to survive, desperately tried to stop Uathach. Uathach: ??????
??????: Asher. In the end, Asher emerged victorious. The White Dragon furnace continuously provided magical power. In terms of both physical strength and magical power, Uathach was no match for Asher, so it was naturally impossible for her to break through his defenses.
"I'm not playing anymore!" Uathach finally got angry. Instead of attacking the covers, she directly raised her
finger and tapped Asher's forehead.
"Sister, you're cheating!" Asher said, holding his head.
"I am cheating, what about it?" Uathach huffed, crossing her arms, and turned her head away with a stern look on her face.
"Then I'll"
"What about it?" she looked at Asher.
"Then I'll just sleep and ignore you." Asher pulled the covers over himself. Uathach glanced at him, but saw that Asher had completely pulled the covers over himself, only revealing his head. Uathach secretly lifted the covers and quietly slipped into the bed.
"Ash?" Uathach whispered.
"Go to sleep," Asher said. Uathach stared intently at the boy's closed eyes, leaned slightly closer, curled her legs, and happily hummed an "Mmm," before closing her eyes.
A moment later, Asher quietly opened his eyes, secretly observing his sister a few times, feeling the presence of Artoria behind him, and her two soft, full breasts, squashed almost flat against his back. He gently patted Artoria's thigh behind him, signaling her that she could let go. Asher was very glad he had held Artoria behind him earlier. When Uathach came in, she saw him from the front. If Artoria hugged Asher's back from behind in the dark, it would be hard to tell if it was one person or two.
Artoria released her hands, her tense nerves slowly relaxing. She sighed inwardly, a deep disappointment in her heart. Even an opportunity like this fails, is this fate? But fortunately, Uathach didn't discover her.
Amidst her disappointment, Artoria was secretly relieved. Uathach had also guided Artoria several times before. Her relationship with Uathach was quite close among women, and she was actually doing that to her good friend's fiance... Even though it didn't succeed, it was still quite shameful. But shame aside, Artoria had no intention of giving up.
Asher confirmed that his sister's breathing had slowly become even, then gently called out again to make sure she was truly asleep. Only then did he turn to face Artoria and whisper, "Go back first, Lily."
With things turning out this way tonight, it was impossible to continue... unless Artoria was truly determined to disregard Uathach, who was sleeping soundly nearby, otherwise she would have to go back tonight. It was clear that Artoria's sense of shame prevented her from continuing to touch Asher while a good friend was sleeping nearby, but leaving like this also made her feel very unwilling. So, she bit her lip tightly and whispered, "I'll go back a little later."
"It'll be too late when Sister wakes up," Asher sighed lightly, persuading her.
"Not that fast, she'll sleep until dawn," Artoria said. "You
should know that too." Asher fell silent. It was true, Uathach had always been the kind of girl who easily slept until dawn, but he still felt very unsafe... or rather, a little guilty.
"I'm sorry about tonight," Artoria's voice pulled Asher back to reality.
"It's fine, but next time" Asher's words were cut off as he heard Artoria continue.
"Next time, I will definitely succeed." Asher was speechless for a moment. Isn't Lily's words basically:
"This time was my fault, but I'll dare to do it again next time?" When will she change this stubborn temper?
Always going down one path to the bitter end, getting stuck in a rut until death... she'll easily suffer losses.
Artoria finally left the room. After seeing her off, Asher closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.
The next morning, when Asher woke up, Uathach was still hugging his arm, sleeping soundly. Large patches of fair skin were clearly visible in the morning light.
Looking helplessly at his sister who had disturbed his good time last night, Asher was momentarily unsure whether to thank her or what. He carefully pulled out his hand, thought for a moment, and then put a pillow into Uathach's arms. It's worth mentioning that Asher didn't dream of gods or France last night; everything seemed to return to normal life. Asher got up and left the room, heading towards Morgan's residence.
As time passed day by day, he wanted to ask Morgan, the instigator who had activated the Geis, if there was any way to undo it... Otherwise, in less than a year, the Geis would take effect, and by then, the only path left would truly be to marry Lily and make her his queen. If that happened, Asher would probably truly become a fish on a chopping board, dismembered. However, it should be fine, very stable! After all, there was still almost a year, he could always think of a way, no need to panic at all.
Arriving at the corridor, Asher met Gawain and others by a nearby garden. Their gazes towards Asher were filled with ambiguity. After a low conversation among themselves, Gawain seemed to have been chosen as their representative. He stepped forward, smiling, and asked, "King Arthur, you seem to be in a good mood today. Did something good happen last night?"
"I look like I'm in a good mood? Something good last night...?" Asher repeated, then looked at Gawain's smiling face, his gaze sweeping over the others. Then, Asher also smiled. "So that's it, you're the one who misled Lily?"
Gawain was stunned: "Huh?"
"Sir Gawain," Asher patted Gawain's shoulder, "I remember there's still a lot of work left on increasing the grain yield in the administrative office, right? Please check it again today, report any omissions to me. Oh, and the workers repairing the city walls are very hardworking, their compensation settlement is also entrusted to you. Also, since you can manage so many other people's business, you must have plenty of time. If any envoys from other tribes send letters these days, you can handle them too. Report any situations to me."
"...Arthur, I think."
Asher interrupted Gawain, saying, "I don't care what you think, I care what I think! This matter is not up for discussion, listen to me, go and do it!"
"Answer me?!"
"Yes!" Gawain said, straightening his back.
"Very good, keep up the hard work." Asher patted Gawain's shoulder again, then walked away. Gawain, after a brief moment of stunned silence, finally reacted. He strode after Asher, shouting, "King Arthur... wait, it wasn't me! I didn't say anything!" But Asher had already
disappeared down the corridor.
Not far away, the usually gloomy Agravain unconsciously revealed a trace of a smile. Finally, I finally won once... he sighed in his heart.
________________________________________
__________________________
🍊 Boost This Fanfic! 🍊
Every 350 Power Stones gets 2 bonus chapters! 🚀
Want faster updates? Show your support by dropping Power Stones, leaving reviews, and sharing your thoughts in the comments! Your engagement keeps the story going strong!