Chapter 31: Chapter 31. The Opportunity to Explain to the Princess
Chapter 31. The Opportunity to Explain to the Princess
[Morgan looked at you holding the scarf, but she didn't get angry immediately.]
[She simply turned quietly and quickly disappeared into the crowd, as if she had never been there.]
[You realize that the situation doesn't seem right.]
[You wrap up Artorius' "scarf" and rush to Morgan's room.]
The moonlight shone down the palace hallway, casting a faint white glow over Ian.
He avoided all the gazes that might reveal his relationship with Morgan, then stood in front of her door.
Knock knock knock—
Ian knocked on the door as usual.
However, Morgan didn't open the door like she always did.
Knock knock knock—
Ian knocked again.
[You've knocked on the door many times, but Morgan hasn't responded.]
[You realize that continuing like this isn't a good idea.]
[You decide to change your strategy a little.]
Outside the door, everything was completely quiet, not a sound to be heard.
Of course, Ian didn't leave.
He just stood there, silently in front of Morgan's door—He wouldn't leave until Morgan ordered him to.
After a long period of silence,
The door opened.
Morgan, wearing a thin fabric, peeked her head out and immediately saw Ian waiting at the door.
He smiled and said, "Princess, I finally get to meet you."
Morgan immediately realized she had fallen into Ian's "trap."
She turned to close the door, but Ian stopped it with his hand.
"Princess, may I have a chance to explain?"
"A chance to explain?"
The corner of Morgan's mouth curled into a small smile.
"Alright, Ian, if you say so."
[You were led into Morgan's room.]
[The door closed again, leaving only the two of you inside.]
[However, you feel like the atmosphere is somewhat off.]
Morgan was still wearing the thin fabric that clung to her body, with the soft light from the moon and candles casting a faint glow on her from the other side.
The curves of her body under the thin fabric were clearly accentuated by the light, leaving nothing to hide.
It was a very delicate feeling.
Though nothing was visible on the surface, in terms of visual perception, it felt as though she had shown everything.
Ian knew this was certainly no accident but a scheme from Morgan, something he was all too familiar with.
"Sit down."
Morgan gently patted the spot next to her.
"….."
Ian didn't refuse Morgan's request.
[You sat in the spot Morgan indicated.]
[However, before you could feel the softness of the bed, Morgan's legs were already placed directly in front of you.]
[Her strength was neither too great nor too small, using her heels to make you feel the unbearable gravity of life, but not enough to crush your "ball."]
[The Damocles sword could create pressure between life and death, and this might be the extent of it.]
[She gestured for you to come closer, then gently hooked your chin with one finger, speaking in a tone that was just cold enough and just warm enough.]
"Ian, you're my knight, aren't you?"
"Yes, Princess." Ian looked directly at Morgan. "I will always be your most loyal knight."
"Then why do you chat so happily with other women like that?"
"She's not your princess, is she?"
Morgan's finger lightly traced Ian's chin.
"Ian, answer seriously. You wouldn't want something important to break, would you?"
After speaking, Morgan gently pressed down with her heel.
A little cold sweat appeared on Ian's forehead.
But he wasn't scared—because he knew how to explain himself clearly.
[You admitted to Morgan that it was Artorius and once again emphasized that he is a man.]
[It was just a farewell with a close young friend.]
[But Morgan wasn't going to let you off easily.]
The princess's slender finger gently wiped Ian's chin.
Ian also felt a real pressure—coming from Morgan's heel.
"Ian, I don't want to do this either, but it seems you're not being very honest."
"If it was a man, why would he give you a scarf?"
So, she had asked about the scarf.
But Ian wasn't flustered—because he truly had no intention with Artorius.
"Princess, your observation is indeed very sharp."
"But—"
"Perhaps you should take a look at the scarf first."
[You take out the "scarf" that Artorius gave you.]
[Morgan holds it in her hands, looking at it for a long time.]
[Under your watchful gaze, she places it over the flame of the candle, burning it until it's completely gone.]
"Ugly."
Morgan's voice echoed, and with it, the ashes and the foul smell disappeared.
"I don't like it at all. Don't let me see you receiving something like this from any girl again."
"And also—"
"Not from men either."
"Nor from those whose gender is undetermined."
At this point, Ian knew that the unfinished scarf had indeed made Morgan believe his words.
"Yes, Princess." He smiled faintly. "I will be more careful in the future."
[Morgan temporarily spared you.]
[Her heel slightly relaxed, no longer exerting the same pressure as before.]
[However, her questioning was not over.]
"Ian." Morgan leaned slightly forward.
"But didn't you say that the man named Artorius might have seen things he shouldn't have?"
Ian nodded.
"Yes, Princess."
"I truly thought that at first, but after interacting with him, I realized he didn't see about what I did back then."
"And there were some mistakes, I must be honest with you."
"Oh—?"
Morgan finger gently traced the side of Ian's face.
"Then, tell me, what happened?"
Ian took a deep breath, speaking with a tone full of apology:
"His appearance resembled yours in some ways, I really couldn't bring myself to kill him."
Upon hearing this, Morgan smiled softly.
"Ian, are you saying that you saw me in him?"
"Yes, Princess, you are right, that's why I couldn't."
Ian looked very sincere, and Morgan had no reason to doubt his words.
Her heel slowly lifted off Ian.
"Ian, if that's the case, you should have killed him."
"Like me, he's a potential threat."
"Yes, Princess, now that I think about it, I really should have done so." Ian did not deny his mistake.
"I am ready to accept any punishment."
"Punishment?"
Morgan stood up.
Under the moonlight, she looked majestic, her skin smooth as jade, resembling a lone spirit soaring through the world.
"Well, I truly have to punish you a little."
Morgan turned around and took Ian's hand.
"I punish you by making you sit with me on my father's throne."
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