Chapter 182
“Mmm, mngh… hnngh.”
Without realizing it, I reached down and rubbed myself.
“My, really. I didn’t know you were such a lewd person, Young Master.”
His deep, low voice dripped with excitement. As if infected by it, my moans changed too.
“Mmm, ahh…”
My vision repeatedly darkened and brightened. As the feeling of climax built up and I was about to reach orgasm once more, Luwen firmly gripped my head and buried his hips deeply.
His semen flowed down my throat. As I gulped it down, I climaxed too.
“Haaah…”
After a long climax, Luwen slowly withdrew his hips. Even the sensation of his cock leaving my mouth, which had been completely filled, sent shivers through me.
Drip—semen I hadn’t managed to swallow trickled down the corner of my mouth.
“Haa, haa…”
“…Are you alright?”
As if his reason had returned, he carefully examined me while gently wiping the corner of my mouth with his hand. Judging by his chagrined expression, he seemed to regret his mistake.
“Yes. It felt… good…”
“Ah, I told you not to take it all.”
“But it really felt good. Otherwise I wouldn’t have, ahem, climaxed.”
Honestly, it was surprising. How could I become aroused when my throat was being stuffed to the point of suffocation? I must truly be a pervert.
“…Did I look unsightly?”
Suddenly worried that my appearance just now might have seemed undignified, I asked.
“What are you saying? I thought I would lose my mind because you looked so erotic.”
“Then that’s fine.”
When I smiled broadly, Luwen touched the corner of my mouth. Judging from the slight stinging sensation, it might have been torn.
“It’s okay. It’s what I wanted to do.”
“This is forbidden next time.”
“Why?”
“Anyway, it’s not allowed. More importantly, please wait a moment. I’ll prepare a bath.”
Luwen wrapped me tightly in a blanket and headed to the bathroom. I watched his retreating figure and then closed my eyes.
‘Next time…’
How many times would we be able to spend moments like this until we grew accustomed to it? We would likely share even more time together than we already had. The thought of that filled me with anticipation.
* * *
I fell asleep after having a casual conversation while being held by Luwen. When I opened my eyes, it was dawn. The outside was still dark, as the sun hadn’t risen yet. I fiddled with Luwen’s arm draped across my chest while watching the world gradually turn blue.
‘As my sister said, the knights didn’t raid us.’
This could mean that the Second Prince had somewhat calmed the Emperor’s anger, or that they had no intention of escalating the situation by sending knights to our family.
‘Whatever the case, I hope this passes without incident…’
I turned to face Luwen. Even if things went wrong, we had decided to flee, so it would be fine. I was in the middle of reassuring myself.
“When did you wake up?”
A smile naturally formed at the sound of Luwen’s voice, still heavy with sleep.
“Are you up?”
“Yes. It’s early… You woke up early. Are you anxious?”
Luwen bent the arm I was using as a pillow and stroked my head. Feeling somewhat like I was acting spoiled, I hesitated briefly before finally burrowing into his embrace with an “oh, whatever” attitude.
“I wish the sun wouldn’t rise.”
“Please go about your day at ease, as usual.”
I wanted to do that too, but I kept feeling anxious. Because the time spent with Luwen was so happy. Because I was looking forward to the future I would share with him.
“For that to happen, you need to return quickly.”
“I’ll do my best.”
I was about to nod at his satisfactory answer when I added a condition, worried that he might make a mistake by pushing himself too hard because of me.
“Don’t get hurt. Come back in one piece.”
“Yes.”
Only then could I smile.
We remained lying still, sharing each other’s warmth until morning came.
Time we wish wouldn’t flow always passes so quickly. After Luwen prepared to enter the palace and I prepared to go to the clinic, I went to meet my sister. She was wearing our family’s formal attire instead of her Imperial Guard uniform. She would be having an audience with His Majesty as Duke Vinter.
“I received a reply from Count Rodiahim. He said he’s going straight to the Imperial Palace.”
“I’m sorry for involving him in this…”
And this was someone who had left because he disliked intrigue and politics. He seemed to have quite a fondness for Luwen ordinarily, and now he had readily stepped forward to help. I could only be grateful to my master.
“The Count had a message he wanted me to pass on to Fei.”
My sister handed me Master’s letter.
[You foolish disciple.
How did I end up taking in someone like you as my disciple to suffer like this in my later years? I couldn’t rest easy with worry, so I’m stepping in myself—wait quietly.
Ah, the wine you brought last time was quite delicious.]
“Ugh…”
I felt choked up, sensing Master’s feelings conveyed in the letter. It was just wine. Nothing special that Master couldn’t have bought for himself.
‘I don’t know how I can ever repay this.’
I renewed my determination to treat Master well throughout my life. Even if I ended up leaving for another country, I would repay him by becoming a doctor who carried on his ideology and beliefs.
“I’ll be going now.”
My sister, who had been watching me with a warm smile, greeted me. I nodded and gripped Luwen’s hand tightly.
* * *
After seeing them off, I watched the carriage heading toward the Imperial Palace for a long time before returning to my room. As planned, I wrote a letter asking for Alteo’s help in finding a house, packed some expensive accessories in my bag, and left the mansion.
When I arrived near the clinic, I ordered my guards to escort me discreetly so as not to attract attention, since I was concealing my identity. I told them they could return once I entered the clinic.
After watching the knights disappear from sight, having concealed their presence, I quietly walked the short remaining distance. It was the same scenery as yesterday, but today the world seemed gloomy.
“Haah…”
For some reason, the sight of my white breath dissipating futilely caught my eye. Not wanting to see it, I bowed my head deeply and walked while looking at the ground.
Soon, I arrived at the clinic. Taran, who always came earlier than me, welcomed me cheerfully.
“Welcome!”
“Hello.”
I greeted him while unwrapping my scarf. But then I noticed Taran staring at me intently. Wondering why, I tilted my head.
“Is there something on my face?”
“Ah, no. That’s not it.”
Even though there weren’t any people yet since the clinic wasn’t open, Taran looked around as if checking whether anyone was there before speaking.
“I pride myself on being quite familiar with your face, Young—I mean, Master.”
Does he feel that proud about it? Taran tends to view me particularly favorably, so I was just going to laugh it off, but then he continued.
“But sometimes I find myself staring blankly at you. Like today.”
“I don’t look the same as usual?”
“Absolutely not. There’s something about your aura… ugh, it’s hard to explain with words. Anyway, that’s how it is!”
If I looked different from usual, it was probably because I had connected with Luwen, and also because Luwen… Well, anyway, it was all related to Luwen.
“Enough flattery. Let’s get ready to open the clinic.”
“Yes, sir!”
Seeing Taran smile brightly without a care in the world, my gloomy mood seemed to brighten a little. I felt that coming to work was the right decision after all.
Shortly after opening the clinic, patients began to arrive. I was fine while facing them, but I often checked the clock while waiting for the next patient. Before I knew it, it was lunchtime.
‘Are they still at the palace?’
I looked at the distant spires of the Imperial Palace jutting up into the sky and pressed my hand firmly against my anxious chest.
‘Think positively. The fact that they haven’t come by this time probably means there’s no need to escape.’
I was nibbling on the bread I had brought for lunch when, finding it difficult to swallow, I put it down.
BANG!
“Doctor! Save us, please!”
Along with the sound of the door being violently opened came an urgent cry. I immediately stood up and turned toward the door, my mouth falling open in shock at what I saw.
“Wake up! You bastard!”
“Aaargh!”
“I can’t see… I can’t see anything in front of me…!”
So many people poured in that the clinic door seemed too narrow. Most had torn their clothes to bind their wounds, but it was far from sufficient to stop the bleeding, and blood was dripping steadily.
“Hik! What happened to all of you?”
“K-Kans attacked us… *sob* *hic*. Those dog bastards!”
I moved urgently.
“Taran! Examine the patients in order of severity, starting with the most critical!”
I began sorting people by removing the cloths binding their wounds to check the injuries. Roughly twenty people or so. We had too few hands for the number of patients.
‘I’ll have to give up on those who would take too long to treat.’
I had to focus on treating those with a high chance of survival. Of course, I didn’t have the right to decide people’s life and death. But it was a choice I had to make to save as many people as possible.
“Taran!”
“Huh? Ah, yes, yes!”
“Move! What are you doing standing there in a daze?”
At my shout, Taran seemed to come to his senses and hurriedly began rushing around. We’d been in a similar situation during the hunting banquet, but back then he had moved with cool judgment. He must have frozen at the mention of Kans’ attack. But…
‘There’s no time to comfort him now.’
If we hesitated, many people would die. Conversation could come later; treatment came first.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
