Nuri’s POVHolding Sibyl, I feel hard again.I haven't had s.ex with her in 12 days, and I feel like the desire inside me is about to erupt.And she's wearing this sexy lingerie today, and I don't have any thoughts in my head except f.uck her hard.Sibyl felt my change. She opened her wet eyes and gently pushed my chest. “No, I can't take any more.”Damn it! The way she looked at me and her hoarse voice made me even more unable to control myself.“Don't move, I'll clean you up.”I pulled my d.ick out of her.“Ah,” we all groaned, feeling a kind of emptiness at the same time.I sat up, picked up the clean wet towel I had prepared nearby, and began to clean her wet garden.Oh, I gritted my teeth and looked at her private parts. Her la.bia were swollen from the s.ex, and they opened slightly, like Sibyl's lips when she moaned. White semen and translucent fluid flowed from her p.ussy, drenched her c.litoris and made her pubic hair look like it had been through a storm.Oh, this is the pla
Nuri’s POVOn the sixth day of vacation, one quiet afternoon, I held Sibyl's hand and taught her to write a love poem.This love poem was written for my mother by my father when he was courting her. My mother loved it, wrote it on their marriage certificate and treasured it.When I was young, my mother held me in her arms. I sat on her lap, smelling her perfume, listening to her softly recite this poem:For glance beget ogles,ogles sighs,sighs wishes,wishes words,and words a letter.At first, I didn't know the meaning of the poem, but I thought its rhythm was beautiful. Every time my mother read this poem, she would smile gently, as if immersed in some kind of happy memory. My father would repeat the poem with her in a low voice, and they would look at each other and feel their love with just one look.As I grew up, I came to understand the poem.It contains the love story of my parents.Thirty years ago, New Year's Day finally arrived, and the whole capital was filled with cheers
Sibyl’s POVI walked up and down the hall, too anxious to sit quietly in my chair.Nuri saw my nervousness and held my shoulder as he told me to sit down. “Don't worry, Wayde has gone to pick up Manolo. He'll be there on time.”I sat on the chair and took a sip of tea. But my heart still cannot calm. I can even hear my heart beating.Nuri held my hand and felt the pulse on my wrist.“Why are you so excited?” He asked, smiling. “I don't remember you being so excited when we went to the Sistine Temple to ask a nun about your mother.”My hand pressed against my chest. I looked at Nuri. “I don't know why my heart is beating so fast. I have a feeling that something very important is going to happen.”“Don't worry. Manolo must be bringing good news. You are my wife, and if bad things happen to you, I will stand before you.”Nuri lowered her head and kissed my forehead. I felt some relief and less nervous.“Sir Rodriguez, Manolo is here,” said the servant, standing at the door.I gripped the
Nuri’s POV“Who is my mother? What is her name? What does she look like? How old was she when she gave birth to me?” Sibyl asked many questions about her mother in one breath.“My girl,” said the witch, touching her hair, “I can't tell you the answers to these questions right now. Witches are not allowed to marry humans without permission. It's about your safety and your mother's reputation. I still don't know what happened 18 years ago. I'll give you an answer when I know everything.”“I. . .” Sibyl bit her lip. She wanted to know the answer now, but her thoughtfulness and kindness made her reluctant to push the witch.“What... What is your relationship with my mother? May I know the answer to this question?” Sibyl changed the question.The witch looked at Sibyl's face, tears in her eyes, and she took Sibyl in her arms, “I am your mother's sister. Although all our witches are sisters, your mother and I were born by the same witch who drank from the Mother Spring, so we share the same
Manolo’s POVAfter Nuri left, I couldn't wait to get to the door of Dalena's room.Just as I was about to knock, the door opened.Dalena stood in the room with a serious face. “I knew you'd come for me. Come in.”I looked around to make sure no one saw me, and then I went into the room and closed the door.“Why did you lie?” I asked her. My tone was anxious, even harsh.“We lied a lot tonight. I don't know which lie you're talking about.” Dalena was calm.I stepped forward, “Your sister, Raven, didn't drink the potion at all. Sibyl is not human. She has the blood of a witch. A few months ago, I saw her use her blood to resurrect the immortal flower. The immortal flower is a sacred flower, and if Sibyl were human, she would never have been able to do it.”I'm a little emotional.I took a few deep breaths and said in an apologetic tone, “I'm sorry, please forgive my rudeness. I really want to know the truth, please tell me.”Dalena looked at me, shook her head and sighed. “If my memory
Sibyl’s POVThe next day, Dalena dressed as a middle-aged maid, and we sat in a carriage together. Manolo puts on his armor and leads Shae like a beast tamer. We went back to Rodriguez Castle together.Nuri's right-hand man, Roth, waited for us at the door with a couple of knights, and when he saw us he went over to Nuri and whispered a few words.Nuri nodded, gestured for the servants to carry the luggage back to my bedroom, and then lowered his head to speak to Roth.I look at Dalena and Manolo, “Nuri took a week off. There must be a lot of work for him in the army. I have had the servants prepare two rooms in advance. They were in a corner of the garden, very quiet, and no one was there but a few servants. I'll show you the way.”We turned to leave, but Nuri called me from behind.“Sibyl,” he said in a low voice as he trotted over to me, “I might be in the army late tonight. You don't have to wait for me. If you get sleepy, you go to bed first. I might sleep in the army tonight.”“
Sibyl’s POVNuri was standing in the hallway. When he heard my voice, he turned, smiled, and opened his arms.I ran to him and jumped into his arms, feet off the ground, the weight of my body on top of him. He stood firm and put his arms around me.He murmured, “What if you fell?”I wrapped my arms around his neck and wrapped my feet around his body. “I knew you'd catch me.”My answer made him happy. He put his hand on my butt and hugged me like a baby. “Let's go back to our room.”“Okay,” I smiled and nodded.He didn't put me down, and I didn't want to.He carried me through the garden. I rested my head on his shoulder and felt the strength of his broad chest and the beating of his heart.Autumn night is very quiet, not even the sound of insects.“I hear your heartbeat,” I said.“What's it like?” He asked me.“It's like a drumming sound, very powerful, very rhythmic.” I looked up, looked into his eyes, and slowly approached him, gently biting his lip.I heard the rhythm of his heartb
Manolo’s POVI was reading in the study when I heard a knock at the door.“Come in.” My eyes didn't move from the book.The door was opened and a soft sound of footsteps came closer and closer to me.I looked up and saw Dalena.“You've been locked yourself in your room since you came to Rodrigue Castle,” Dalena said to me.“I want to find an antidote to the Love-forgetting Potion.”Dalena sighed. “ The Love-forgetting Potion is not a poison, so there is no antidote.”“Is there really nothing we can do?” I felt a wave of despair.“What's special about the Love-forgetting Potion is that it has different effects on different people,” Dalena said. “If a woman drinks it and still falls in love with a man, she dies. Do you remember that?”“I remember.”“However, there are many ways to die. Some people turn into foam, some people go into a coma and never wake up, and some people turn into a flower.”“What happened to them?” I asked excitedly. These ways are not death, and we still have a gli
Sibyl’s POVBefore I know it, time is running out like a river. My two children, who began as finger-sucking babies in cradles, can now run around the palace. Perhaps they inherited Nuri's strong physique, and even the quiet little princess Terese was full of energy. The wet nurses had run to follow her but she was not tired at all.Today, after breakfast, I caught them trying to sneak out again."Sit your asses down!" I said sternly.The two little ones made faces and sat back in their chairs.Unexpectedly, the child's father suddenly protested. "Children are young. They are at an active age now. Why should you restrain them?""Have you forgotten what day it is?""What day?" asked Nuri, doubtfully, putting down her cup.I knew it! I took a plate of peeled grapes from him and said, "Selene and Lowa are coming to visit us today. Lowa is bringing her little girl!"Shortly after my children were born, Lowa returned to Werebird kingdom with Manolo. Within two months of their return, I rec
Sibyl’s POVSince the birth of the little prince and Princess, the whole palace has become lively. Nuri's excitement is hard to describe. He immediately declared the young prince, Baron, a crown prince and gave him an estate. However, he is still young and currently lives with his sister in a bedroom in my palace.In order to take care of the two children, Nuri arranged for each of them to have three wet nurses and eight maids. He had even begun to think about their playmates.Carol was even more excited to see them every day. She came in the morning as soon as the sun rose, and left reluctantly after dinner.Now all eyes are on the two children."Our Baron and Terese are very popular. Whose credit is that?"Nuri rocked the cradle and looked at me like a big dog with a face full of praise! I couldn't bear to watch. I picked up Terese, who was munching her fingers, and kissed her soft, white, meaty face."Little Terese, who is your mommy?"The little guy looked at me in a daze and sudd
Roth’s POV"Sibyl... my baby..."Blayze's voice travels in Nuri's ears. His hands were tugging at Nuri's, blood gushing from his mouth, but he did not stop, calling the Queen's name again and again.Beowulf pounced. His broken arm was flailing feebly in the air, and Nuri dropped Blayze to avoid his attack. I climbed over and pulled Blayze aside to sit against the wall."How could she be Azariah? Didn't she die in prison?"Blayze didn't answer my question. He didn't even look at me. He just stubbornly called out the Queen's name. Does this really work? Can we wake the king?"Nuri, wake up! Sibyl is unconscious because of you. She is pregnant with your child! She almost died because of you!" Bellowed Beowulf as he dodged Nuri's attack, shouting Sibyl's name along with Blayze. Tears blurred my vision. I wiped my face and joined them loudly.May the gods protect us. The love between the King and Queen could be the antidote to this disaster.For a moment, the council chamber was filled wit
Selene’s POVThe whole palace was in disarray. The doctors were all called in, and the maids went in and out like ants on a hot pan. Everyone was scrambling to do something, but they didn't know which way to go, because the only hostess was still lying in bed, unconscious."Stay calm. You are all trained. Follow the rules." Nuri's grandmother's voice rose into the night, suppressing the panic. She took the maid's hand and got down from the carriage. She glanced at the maids and the doctors, and everyone she saw lowered their heads."We don't need so many doctors. Those who are not good at delivering babies can go home."When she had finished, some of the doctors, after a moment's hesitation, came forward, saluted, and hurried off.“Amy, divide the maids into three groups. One group will prepare hot water, the other will clean up the delivery room, and the last group will serve the empress at any time. If anything goes wrong, the person-in-charge will be punished!”Amy hurried to assig
Sibyl’s POV"Your Majesty..." Amy hesitated."Are you asking me why I didn't kill her?" I stopped and looked up at the Black Sky, where the moon was shining brightly. The stars twinkled in the sky like jewels on a dress."Maybe the moon is too beautiful tonight. I don't want to spoil my mood."Many innocent souls stayed in the palace. Every brick and tile was soaked in blood, and I did not want to add to it any more.The maid thought she was going to die, too. She closed her eyes and waited for the poison to attack, only to find that the pain she had imagined for a long time had not come. She slowly opened her eyes tentatively and looked at me hesitantly."Ah..." when she opened her mouth to speak, she found herself unable to make a sound."I took your voice," I motioned to Amy with my eyes. Amy handed her a bag of gold coins. "This is my compensation to you. I will still keep my promise to you. You can leave the palace tonight. I will let you continue your life as a commoner."With t
Sibyl’s POVThe evening party went on as planned. On the rows of brass candlesticks, carefully carved candles burned brightly, illuminating the faces of each visitor. The scent of ladies' perfumes filled the air, and expensive jewelry glowed in the owner's hair, earlobes, and neck. Everyone smiled and complimented each other."What an elegant crowd." I stood in the shade outside the door and looked at the nobles in the ballroom. "If I hadn't seen the fierce faces of the jealous ladies and the greed of the men in calculating the wealth of the common people, if I hadn't seen the despicable ways in which ministers use their power to do evil," I paused, i turned to Amy. "This is heaven, isn't it?"Amy looked at me in silence, and I knew the question frightened her. How can the nobles be so easily judged? Most people would think so. Nuri still had a long way to go. If he did not change the concept that everyone feared the nobles as much as the gods, the new nobles that he supported now wou
Sibyl’s POVLowa shifts into a giant bird. I sat on her back and soon saw Aphrodite's palace. With no intention of slowing down, she dived straight for the palace door, causing the maids at the door to scream. I walked to the door with a sullen face. Lowa shaved her feathers and shifted back to being a sexy lady.Not surprisingly, there was another shriek from the maids, and several of them had collapsed to the ground. I saw a familiar face among the maids, whose name I can't quite remember, Anna or something. On Aphrodite's first day at court, I met the maid.She's not doing very well. No, rather badly. She was not a pretty girl, but she was impressive, and now her hair was as yellow as a weed, and her figure was unusually dry. The once beautiful eyes also lost their love of life like a pool of stagnant water.She felt my gaze and looked up at me quickly. Her eyes sparkled, but soon became dull. She changed in an instant. When I blinked and looked at her again, she was still lifeless
Sibyl’s POV"Nuri is exaggerating." Selene looked at the room full of clothes and sighed. "So many clothes. Even if there were a few more of you, you would never wear them all!"I looked at the rows of clothes, heart half sweet half trouble. Nuri is in love with me, but, as my sister said, I really do not have time to wear every piece of clothing again. Looking at so many beautiful clothes that I have no chance to wear them, it makes me feel very wasteful."These are all new. Do you like any of them? If you don't mind, just take the ones you like!" I said to Selene. When Lowa heard this, her face darkened and she looked at me angrily. "You have a real sister, and have you forgotten about me? You are so biased!"Selene looked at me awkwardly, worried that something might happen between me and Lowa, and I patted her hand. I smiled at her and said, "She's just kidding!" I turned to Lowa and rolled my eyes at her. "Why are you teasing her? Come on, I'll give you all the clothes in this ro
Nuri’s POV"What's all this?" Beowulf asked as he casually flipped through the notes on my desk. He gave me a smirk. I looked down and coughed."How come I don't remember us getting so close?" His tone was too casual and intimate, as if we had known each other for more than a decade, which made me very uncomfortable. He is the king of the land of the Bears. While I respect him as a hero, that doesn't mean my social distance from him can become intimate. But he didn't seem to feel that way at all."My wife is your wife's sister, and we are brothers, a family! We know each other like the back of my hand!" He took another book from the shelf, he exclaimed, "I always thought that you were an ambitious hero. You spent all your energy on running the country. I can't imagine that you're actually a nanny!"My bookshelf is lined with books on children, medical and educational, from infants to teenagers. On the desk are several thick notes that I have made. These are all the questions I ask doc