Herald of Steel

Seelima did not let her guard down one bit as the scholarly old man turned to give his introduction, not seeming to be fooled by that warm, harmless smile hanging by the thread of his lips. Rather her gaze seemed to turn more and more hostile with each additional word- her fist becoming clenched and her eyes sharpened- clearly she was incensed by his very presence.

This did not seem to trouble the elderly man however as he simply went on speaking without pause, his warm, radiant gaze still tenderly fixed on her- he was like how one would watch a mischievous child indulging in a fleeting tantrum, with merely a fleeting relevance.

’It seems there is quite a history between them,’ The clear difference made Alexander take such a note, as then sent Queen Mother a thoughtful glance, ’I have never seen Seelima lose control of herself like this. I wonder why. She should know better.’

It went without saying that Seelima was politically a very savvy person, able to keep herself in check no matter the outside circumstances. And this was a skill which she should have put most to use here and now- given the ’awkward’ circumstances both of them were caught in.

But despite that...

’Is it her pregnancy hormones acting up? Or is there some kind of irredimable grudge between the two?’ Alexander dimmed his eyes in deep thought, unable to decide which of the two would be better.

Seeing how Seelima was on her trigger hair, he could only hope she could keep herself together for now and not accelerate the situation.

He then turned his attention to the gentle looking Farwan, and a moment after glancing at his harmless looking face, he consciously raised his guard up, ’This man, I should be careful.’

Alexander would have made this decision even without the Queen Mother’s signs of clear hostility, and even without the man’s extremely suspicious and checkered past.

Anyone could tell there had to be a very good reason why this relatively unknown man was sent here, at such an odd time and leading such a group. He could never be simple.

Thus panning his eyes, the Lord of Zanzan once again scanned the neat, healthy looking man, more slow and meticulous this time, "It is a pleasure to meet you Priest Farwan. Although I must say... this is quite an irregular time to meet."

"Hehehe...." The old man gave a coarse chuckle at the dry, unfriendly introduction, seemingly unbothered, "Indeed, my lord...this is quite the inopportune moment to meet. We are ’especially’ sorry for interrupting your pleasure time... hehe," He sent a subtle but clearly lewd look at the Queen Mother’s exposed cleavage while commenting, his eyes sharply glinting in the soft candle light.

The crude gaze drew an even deeper scowl from the frigid lady, like she was about to burst... although that seemed to only amuse Farwan even more.

Fortunately, the priest did not push his luck and suddenly cut off eye contact with the Queen Mother. He now turned his attention towards Alexander, flashing a charming, gleeful new grin,

"Ahhh.. I believe this is our first time meeting, Lord Alexander. Hehehe... to finally meet the legendary paragon of Zanzan... it is a great honor, a great honor. Your name reverberates like thunder in one’s ears. I wish we could have met sooner. This lowly one is called Farwan- a no name, priest humble serving at His Majesty’s feet."

The man proceeded to give a full, regal bow, with perfect movement and clear, limpid eyes.

However although his words and behaviour were cordial and formal, they held no warmth or sincerity. It appeared almost mocking to Alexander.

"Mmm... It is a pleasure. Without meeting you, I would have never known His Majesty’s heart was so broad... that he would even keep even a mere, unknown priest by his close side... even closer than some of us noble pashas." Thus he also did not bother to keep any pretense of goodwill with this pretentious man and very crudely addressed him- using the exact base words he used to describe himself.

"Then, what can a mere humble priest want from this Pasha?" He very curtly cut to the chase.

"Hehe... " Farwan did not appear to be the least bit offended by Alexander’s cold shoulder. And keeping that fake, warm smile by his lips, he pronounced knowingly with that signature dry chuckle, "We are all adults here Lord Alexander. Surely you can appreciate your situation here better than all of us. All this here... would you mind..."

The man’s gentle yet cold eyes roamed over both the man and woman’s body as he trailed off, his gaze lingering on all the various suspicious parts exposed- Alexander’s upper chest that laid bare, his dishieveled clothes, shoes with no socks, red marks around the neck, to the far more scandalous state of the Queen Mother’s clothes, her tight curves threatening to spill out, her ruined makeup and hair showing clear signs of rough use and most of damning of all, the raw, sexy smell still hanging thick in the room.

Despite the couple’s best efforts, many large clues still lingered, such that it was impossible to make anyone believe that nothing had happened. The best they could do was strike Princess Hellma’s name off the suspicion list.

"We were discussing..."

However despite that, as hard as it may be, Alexander still wanted to try also clear their name. His bet was to simply muscle his way out, using his current status and power to somehow tide both of them over.

"Snort!" But even before he could start, a curt, cold snort cut him off. And surprisingly, it came from none other than beside him,

"Hmmp! What qualification does a mere priest have to question ’us’, gods?" A black baleful aura seemed to rise from the Queen Mother’s feet as she imperiously stepped forward, glaring down at the scholarly priest with utmost pressure.

The regal lady was very much offended at having her loyalty questioned and like an arrogant roc gazing down on mortals, sent Farwan a deathly, frigid look, like she wanted to snap him. This was her exercising the full might of the Adhanian royal family- a family who believed themselves to be direct descendants of gods, with golden blood running through their veins.

"..." The icy stance was so powerful that it even made Alexander take half a step back, giving his partner some space as he appreciated the new look from the back

’Hmmm... it is truly impressive how drastically she can change her aura. And it is so powerful. I cannot do it yet. Is this something she gained from her decades of being the royal consort ?’ He mused to himself thoughtfully, looking at the broad, straight back radiating power and regal authority, greatly impressed.

"She truly looks like a bona fide queen right now, invincible and unconquerable. Her commands should be absolute and it feels almost blamspehous to have even impure thoughts about her. Who would believe...’

Alexander’s thoughts then suddenly drifted, his mind now superposing her current valiant state with how lewd she was when he had done all those things with her, even just a while ago.

It made his eyes subconsiously roam downwards, towards her voluminous butt. He found it still clung to her clothes tightly, clearly revealing its fluffy, full moon outline.

Even this relatively innocuous sight was enough to make Alexander extremely excited- because he just remembered how this very same part that appeared absolutely sacred now, he had grabbed, fondled, kissed and spanked, before pounding it to oblivion.

He even imagined that he could see through the cloth the red streak marks and handprints he had left there, a clear proof of his conquest. It made him feel a violent sense of accomplishment- like an inferno that was impossible to contain.

While Alexander was distracted by such junk thoughts, on the opposite side, facing the Queen Mother’s intimidating glare, Farwan surprisingly appeared completely unperturbed. His face showed not the slightest change and his attitude seemed to say he had seen this scene a hundred times.

"Hehehe...." He started with that same dry, light chuckle, noting with a gentle rueful shake of his head, "To think you girl would be one day sending me these kinds of looks. Ahhh... I have truly failed you as your teacher."

"...???..." The surprising words instantly jolted Alexander out of his thoughts, and he quickly turned to confirm it with Seelima.

"...!!!..." There he was met by an even more shocking sight- he could clearly see the powerful lady suddenly shivering slightly, particularly around her arms and shoulders. Alexander had never seen this before. And certainly, he never expected such a simple sentence to get such an intense reaction.

Hehe... it seems she did not tell you," Farwan chimed dryly, a hint of amusement lacing his voice. He frankly cut short Alexander’s growing curiosity. "I was the priest in charge of Seelima’s group when she was first purchased. I trained and taught... everything she knows!"

"...*Shiver*..."

Alexander immediately noticed the Queen Mother’s trembling intensify severalfold at the revelation.

Yet, strangely, it did not seem to be out of anger- that fiery feeling he had sensed before was gone. In its place lingered something far colder- repulsive even.

And when Farwan sent her a sharp stare, narrowing like a predator sighting its quarry, Seelima seemed no longer capable of meeting it. She lowered her’s with a shirk, and actively avoided his.

"Good girl," Farwan praised the gesture in his softest octave, "Now, greet your teacher as I taught. Or have you forgotten?"

"...*Shiver*..." Seelima clenched her fist harder.

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