WARNING: The following content mildly contains sexual content that is unsuitable for children.
Irene busied herself, listing everything that she had learned in her world, regarding about this disease. She doesn't want to slack off.
Suddenly, the patient wakes up. Irene help her, to get up.
"Careful." Irene help put a pillow behind her back, as she leans back.
"Here, have a drink." Irene give her a glass of water.
The woman slowly drink the water.
"Who...are you?" The woman asks as she looks at Irene, who's wearing a mask.
"I'm...Dacia. I will be taking care of you for now." Irene had to introduce herself, with this identity.
"I'm Mortia. Nice to meet you." The woman smile whilst introducing herself.
"Nice to meet you too."
"Can I call you Sister Dacia?" She asked.
"Of course, you can."
"You must be very pretty, sis Dacia." The woman named Mortia, said.
"How can you tell?"
"Your eyes, there really beautiful. That one fact that prove you're pretty."
"Thank you." Irene chuckle.
"Here, you must be starving. I made some porridge for you."
Irene set a small table to her bed, and put a bowl of porridge on it.
Mortia took a taste of it.
"Hmm...it's really good." Mortia compliment.
"I'm glad you like it." Irene genuinely feels glad.
As she was eating, Mortia took a chance to appreciate Irene's face. Unlike her, who paled in comparison.
"Wish I was pretty like you." Mortia sighed.
"You're prettier." Irene told her.
"Really? Most woman at my town told me I look ugly." Mortia was surprised hearing Irene compliments.
"Well, sometimes people lied when they see an attractive person. They probably get jealous when they saw you." Irene stated.
"No wonder they always said a lot awful things to me. When, actually they were jealous of me. But they have one thing right about me though."
"What is that?" Irene asks.
"I'm a coward. I always stay silent whenever they say bad things to me. I've often got bullied when I was doing my work. Still I remains quite as I just accept their torment everyday." Mortia stated.
Irene was quiet for awhile.
"But, I think you're brave, Mortia."
Mortia looks at her, hearing that.
"It took a lot of courage to endure such coercion. And you volunteered yourself, here...that just makes you the bravest."
Mortia couldn't help herself, but shed a tears. She had never heard anyone said this words to her, not even her parents.
She had been scared in her heart and in pain when dealing to these experiments. But seeing the grim face of the old physicians, she just endured it in silent.
But when someone, for the very first time said this warm words to her, her heart couldn't take it no more. The heart that been steel for quite sometimes, collapsed. Mortia cried her heart out.
Irene pat her shoulder in silent, knowing she needs to vent out her emotions.
Such moments were seen by Thomas and Bront. The two man seem to look at Irene in a different light.
After giving Mortia the medication, Irene turn to look at Thomas and Bront are looking at her, weirdly.
"What wrong?" She questions.
Thomas and Bront realised their behaviour, conduct themselves.
"Err...is there something you need, your highness?" Thomas asked.
"I would like you to give this letter to my handmaiden, Libby. This letter should be given to the crown prince. And please relay to her, that I will be staying here tonight to assess the patient condition." Irene told them.
"Ye....yes. Understood, your highness." Bront took the letter and leave the room together with Thomas.
Seeing them acting weird and awkward, Irene feels confused. They didn't behave that way before.
Make her wonder, how this two ends up to be a couple in the story, when they have the same timid personality.
Meanwhile, at the brothel....full of excitement. There's sound of cheering, laughter and music. People inside there are having a blast.
But only Nickolai, the male lead seems to be in a bad mood.
He who seems to be lusting towards his own wife, couldn't help but feel bothered.
Nickolai thought to himself, that this is probably a normal physical reaction.
He who never react in such way to a woman, finally does so to the very person he used to hate....and loathed.
Dacia Wickson.
He just needs to vent out his physical needs. That's all he needed.
That why he came here, privately.
Seeing the extinguish and fine man for the first time in the brothel all of the beautiful prostitute want to serve him.
The lady who's in charge told them, that he wanted all the fine ladies to entertain him.
5 of the best and famous prostitute came inside his room, performance their lewd and lecherous dance.
However, none seems to be interesting and attracting to look at.
Nickolai who keep drinking the wine, became grimmer when he realised that he doesn't react to the prostitute in front of him.
Two of the prostitute, muster up their courage to approach Nickolai who's seating on the bed, drinking.
One by one, they took off the layers of their dresses.
While the others, carry on dancing.
Nickolai look at the two woman who standing naked in front of him.
Showing off their best asset, that had successfully possessed and attracted their customers.
Mostly their customers will lost their composure, once they shows their ass and big breast in front of them. All of the man turn beastly and started devouring them to satiated their lust.
Hoping to do the same trick towards this cold and charming looking man.
Unexpectedly, Nickolai immediately burst them off.
He who couldn't stand staying there anymore, leave the brothel. Leaving the prostitutes stunned and stupified.
Sir Lawrence who's waiting outside follows him behind.
Nickolai arrives at the palace went straight to Dacia room. Only to find it empty.
"Where's the crown princess?" Nickolai questions.
"She's at the sanatarium, your highness." The maids told him.
"What? Why is she still there?" Nickolai hurriedly left, wanted to retrieve her.
But then, Gulten and Orto arrives in front of him.
"Your highness..." He bows his head.
"What is it?" Nickolai questions in annoyance.
"A letter from the crown princess." Gulten present him the letter.
Hearing that, Nickolai quickly rip open the letter and read it.
Once reading it, Nickolai expression was unreadable.
He fold the letter back and give it back to Gulten.
"Send more guard at the sanatarium for them to guard the crown princess. Make sure she's safe." Nickolai ordered.
"Yes, your highness." Sir Lawrence who's confused, could only obeyed.
Nickolai then turn to walk back inside his place.
"Orto, prepared a bath." He ordered.
"Yes, your highness." Orto obeyed.
Finally alone, inside his bath Nickolai recalled back the moment at the garden folly and his dream.
Recalling how much smooth and small her body is, his shaft becomes hard.
Closing his eyes, he wants to remember the feeling of kissing her and her voice.
Holding into his shaft, Nickolai started to relieve himself.
"Dacia...." He mutters her name.
He move his hand faster, up and down feeling the tip of his penis, that needed to be released.
He had finally ejaculated. Taking a big breath, Nickolai thought to himself.
He needed to stay away from her. For he fear, that his mind will be clouded once he gets to really pluck her innocence.
All of these are just temporary, this union will eventually ended. So, he shouldn't have lingered nor throw away his judgement for such temptation.