Uh…
Laxana pressed her burning forehead, feeling as if the entire world was spinning.
The world in her eyes swayed in a crimson haze.
The sound of heartbeats and breathing in her ears had also become blurred, as if muffled through a thick layer of water, buzzing.
She only remembered discussing an alliance with the Berwick Countess.
The other party was unexpectedly straightforward—not only agreeing immediately, but also enthusiastically presenting a bottle of local specialty wine as a treat…
And then?
And then… how did things end up like this?
She looked down.
Her mage robe, shirt, and short skirt—all her clothes had been removed and neatly folded at the foot of the bed.
What… what happened here?
In a daze, an anxious voice rang beside her ear.
“Shanna… you were… drugged…”
That voice…
Laxana struggled to lift her head, looking at the blurred face before her.
“Astreia…?”
Under the flickering candlelight and the effects of the drug, the face in front of her overlapped with the unforgettable figure in her deepest memories.
But…
Why was Astreia dressed in such… shameless clothes today?
A pure white silk garment, semi-transparent lace, and an excessively cute large ribbon…
So alluring!
But…
So lovely!
No, wait!
Astreia would never wear something like this! In her life’s dictionary, there was only armor, uniforms, and swords!
Is this… a dream?
Only in dreams could she see such a self-indulgent side of Astreia.
If it’s a dream…
Doesn’t that mean she could do whatever she wanted?
At that thought, a wave of wild joy suppressed for over a decade erupted like a volcano, instantly overwhelming the dam of her reason.
“Hehehe… hehehehehe…”
Laxana laughed, her voice sounding eerily in the silent room.
“Astreia… my Astreia.”
She reached out, caressing the other’s cheek in obsession.
The sensation beneath her fingertips was delicate and smooth, like the finest warm jade.
“Let’s… shine together tonight~”
Before her words faded, Laxana suddenly exerted strength, pulling Wendy tightly into her arms!
The burning body, blazing with heat, instantly wrapped around the Prince.
“Bang!”
Wendy was thrown down by the force, his forehead banging against the headboard, making stars dance before his eyes.
Before he could react, Laxana had already clung to him like a koala, burying her face deep in his neck, sobbing as she greedily inhaled his scent.
“I missed you so much… Astreia… I love you so much…”
Wendy was nearly suffocated by her embrace, his Adam’s apple tingling and numbed by the softness of her cheek.
He could clearly feel the girl’s body temperature rising at a terrifying speed, as if magma surged beneath her skin.
Two seconds…
The ten-second limit was almost up!
“La-Laxana! Get a hold of yourself! You’ve been drugged! If you don’t—mmph!”
His anxious warning was cut off by a scorching kiss.
The kiss was wild and clumsy, filled with the urgent, forceful desire driven by the drug—not so much a kiss as a ravenous bite.
But at that moment of contact, Laxana’s movements suddenly froze.
No.
This sensation… was wrong!
The lips she imagined for Astreia should carry a hint of cool sweetness, like snowmelt in winter.
But now…
Why did it taste warm, with a hint of milk?
And…
She instinctively nuzzled Wendy’s chest.
There was none of the expected softness.
Instead, it was a firm, warm chest with defined lines.
Laxana’s movements came to a halt.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
The face before her, exquisite and androgynous, with a defined jaw and a visible Adam’s apple… this was clearly a boy!
A stunning boy who resembled Astreia by seventy or eighty percent!
BOOM!!!
Laxana’s mind exploded.
But it wasn’t with fear or anger—only an unprecedented, overwhelming joy!
Th-this dream… was amazing!!!
It was constructed one hundred and twenty percent according to her deepest desires!
A boy with Astreia’s appearance!
It was a gift from the gods!
Laxana’s breath instantly became heavy, her eyes misted, shining with a fiery light like a dragon discovering treasure.
Such a cute, alluringly dressed “male Astreia”—she absolutely had to bully him properly!
All thoughts of mercy evaporated as she tightened her core, flipping over in a smooth motion to pin the still-stunned “Astreia” beneath her.
The tides of attack and defense instantly reversed!
“You!”
Unlucky Wendy’s mind buzzed, shame and guilt rendering him unable to think.
Yet at the moment their bodies touched, the Thorn Kiss was fully activated!
Invisible chains forged by the magic potion instantly entwined them!
BOOM!!!
A torrent of indescribable sensation, as if lightning pierced the soul, flooded through every inch of their joined bodies.
It wasn’t pain—but a supreme pleasure surpassing the limits of flesh!
Wendy trembled violently, his vision whitening, nearly fainting on the spot.
Laxana arched uncontrollably, her entire body forming a perfect bow, her slender neck thrown back.
The overwhelming ecstasy, mingled with the drug’s illusion, washed away all her senses like a tidal wave.
“So…so…good!!!”
The “love rival” cried out, shuddering with excitement, then like a ravenous beast, rained searing kisses onto the face she had longed for in her dreams.
Outside the door, in the next room.
The Housekeeper and two female Guards pressed their ears tightly against the door.
When the piercing scream echoed out, all three broke into dreamy smiles.
“Hear that? Looks like our esteemed Miss Klein is very satisfied with the boy servant’s performance~”
The Housekeeper laughed triumphantly, as if already envisioning her own rise to glory.
“Tsk tsk, she’s really going wild.”
A Guard beside her licked her lips, jealousy in her tone.
“Too bad—the boy is quite good-looking. If only we could… taste a little too.”
“Stop dreaming. Once it’s done, that kid will belong to the Klein Family’s Steward Husband. We can’t touch him. Just listen—it’s satisfying enough…”
Inside the room, as the clouds dispersed and rain ceased.
Laxana gasped for breath, feeling as if she were floating in a boundless star sea, every cell in her body rejoicing in ecstasy.
At last—
She had finally united with “Astreia” as she had always dreamed!
She looked down at the “Astreia” beneath her—his eyes red at the corners, lips swollen, clothes disheveled—her heart bursting with satisfaction and conquest.
With the most important step complete, next…
It was time to try some of the deeper positions described in those forbidden books—with “him”.
Laxana leaned in, violet eyes shining with anticipation, ready to begin her “academic research.”
But at that moment, the “Astreia” beneath her suddenly erupted with a soul-piercing roar.
“Look closely! Laxana Klein!”
“I am Wendy Black. Not your Astreia!”
“Now—get off me!!!”