'I shouldn't have told her to go away!'
'But I was so scared! I didn't even think it through.'
'Can I meet her again? At least she can have some words with those green monsters, so I won't be raped or eaten.'
Thoughts swirled in Rosalinda's head as she stayed curled in a small ball in the corner of the cell.
*Clank clank.*
The hard strikes against metal made a sound that startled her.
"Ready to talk?"
The soft voice of that woman again.
Rosalinda looked up as the Lyssandra stepped into the cell and squatted down to look at her.
Around her now there was a strange smell that made Rosalinda feel hotter and hotter with every breath she took.
"I-I can talk, but you have to promise to let me leave."
Rosalinda tried hard to let out each word.
"You are not the one to give conditions here."
Lyssandra said coldly.
"But yo…"
Rosalinda's words got cut off by a horrifying sound erupting from the prison cell next to her.
It sounded like a monster was wailing.
*Ghhrrr…*
*Raaahhh…*
*SWISH—CRACK!*
The sound of whipping against skin, followed by a crunch of bone breaking.
"What was that sound?!"
Rosalinda screamed as she covered her ears. The scare she had endured so far had aged her a few years already.
"Oh that? Just my subordinate interrogating a turf-invading monster. They were too stubborn to give up, so…"
Lyssandra explained with her nonchalant face.
"…a simple way to make them talk."
"Are you going to do that to me?"
Rosalinda asked.
"Depend on whether you want to talk or not." Lyssandra smirked
"I will! I will talk! Please spare me!"
Rosalinda begged as she clutched at Lyssandra's leg.
'That smell again, now it was so strong it made me dizzy.'
Rosalinda thought as she took a deep sniff.
"Go on. Tell me what you were doing here in this dungeon."
Lyssandra questioned.
Rosalinda regained her little composure and said, "I was looking for a dungeon core."
"Oh? Why?"
"I-it was just…"
Rosalinda hesitated as she looked down.
"Don't worry, you can tell me, honey."
Lyssandra said as she pulled Rosalinda into her embrace, smothering the young woman's face against her abundant chest.
The softness of it apparently soothed Rosalinda as she kept sniffing, her breath getting quicker.
"Do you like it?"
Lyssandra asked.
Rosalinda just nodded timidly.
"Then . answer . my . question, and you can play with them."
Lyssandra hugged her tighter.
"The dungeon core could help me use magic and make me stronger."
Rosalinda said.
"Are you sure? Who told you this information?"
"I-it was my sister."
Lyssandra's eyes narrowed.
"Oh? That's strange."
"Why?"
"As far as I know, the dungeon core is an object that creates monsters from the mana it absorbs. Based on that, logically speaking, if you consumed or tinkered with it, wouldn't you become a monster?"
Lyssandra thought out loud.
"Really?"
Rosalinda asked.
"Just a guess, but it's reasonable. Have you ever heard of someone who consumed or used a dungeon core unlocking ultimate power before?"
Rosalinda _frowned_ and thought carefully. Indeed, she had never heard of anyone doing that.
"Actually, no, that means she lied to me."
"Maybe, or maybe you're just too naive."
Lyssandra _said_ as she flicked Rosalinda's nose.
"Ouch! I'm not naive!"
Rosalinda sulked out of Lyssandra's embrace.
"Can you free me now? You don't look like a bad person to me."
"Maybe, but what if you called your royal army and wiped out everything here?"
"No, I won't do that, I promise!"
Rosalinda quickly stood up, her arms frantically waving left and right.
"Then I will need some insurance."
"What do you mean?"
Rosalinda asked.
"Just stay still, and you'll know."
Lyssandra mysteriously smiled.
Her hand was placed on Rosalinda's underbelly, a pink glow slowly emerging from the touch.
This was different from her usual way of using that skill; this time, she quickly removed her hand and waited for it to work.
'Experimenting on a princess, who could have this opportunity?'
Lyssandra thought, anticipation filling her mind.
Rosalinda just stood there, not comprehending what had just happened to her.
Then—
A hot sensation hit her abdomen. First it was warm, then the temperature rose higher and higher, making her slump down on the stone floor.
"What did you do to me?!!!"
She groaned, her eyes shut as her hands clutched her crotch.
"Don't worry, it will go away soon enough."
Lyssandra cooed as she pulled Rosalinda's head onto her thighs, stroking her red hair.
The searing feeling suddenly disappeared, leaving Rosalinda's body back to normal. But something cumbersome pressed against her crotch; its silhouette slowly protruded upward.
"What?" Rosalinda was petrified as she lifted her gown up and looked at her bulging loincloth.
"What is this?"
She pulled down her loincloth, and a horrifying sight met her eyes.
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Rosalinda's face went pale as if all the blood had been drained from her body. A tickling sensation flowed through her but got pushed back by an invisible force.
"Do you like it?"
Lyssandra asked as she continued stroking Rosalinda's hair.
"NO! Are you crazy? How can I like it? They would call me a monster if they saw this thing!"
Her voice was loud as she wept uncontrollably.
"Don't worry; it will go away later.....only if you want it though."
"I want it to go away now, not later!"
Rosalinda yelled.
"Shhh, be quiet. Or you will wake the monster in the next cell."
Lyssandra whispered, and this made Rosalinda cover her mouth.
"So this is the plan."
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She then led Rosalinda to meet her personal guard, Ysabel, who was now in her armor and holding her spear.
Ysabel's face was flushed and her stance wavered as she tried to stand upright.
The knight glanced around nervously at the monstrous beasts skulking in nearby shadows, her hand gripping her steel spear with white knuckles.
When they met, Ysabel’s eyes slid past Lyssandra’s, as if looking at her might expose the dangerous pull she both craved and resented.
"Princess! Are you alright? Did they do anything to you? Are you hurt?"
Ysabel rushed to Rosalinda and bombarded her with questions.
"N-no, I was… they treated me fine!"
Rosalinda stuttered, her cheeks reddening.
"Are you sure, Your Highness? You look red. Are you sick?"
Ysabel asked kindly.
"I said I was fine! How about you? Are you ok? You look different from before."
Rosalinda inquired, turning to her guard.
"W-what do you mean? We didn't do anything!"
This time it was Ysabel who was stammering as she stole a glance at Lyssandra, then quickly turned away.
"We? What 'we' are you talking about?"
"N-no, I was talking about we as in you and me—we were fine! Right??"
Ysabel turned to Lyssandra, her expression as if she were begging her to say yes.
"Don't worry. She was doing just fine. Just look at her."
Lyssandra reassured Rosalinda as she placed a hand on the princess's shoulder.
This simple action sent a shiver down Rosalinda's spine.
"T-then it is fine. We should go."
Rosalinda said as she grabbed Ysabel and dragged her away.
"W-wait, Your Highness, don't be so fast!"
Ysabel said as she was pulled ahead, back toward the entrance of the dungeon.
Until they left, Morgana asked, "Are you sure to let them go freely?"
Lyssandra answered, "What can we do then? Kill them? They're from the royal family. God knows if they have spells or skills that can trace her death back to this place."
"But what if they tell the others, and they'll bring the army to kill us all?"
"Oh that? I've already made sure they couldn't say a single word about all of this to anyone else."
Lyssandra's wicked smile bloomed on her face as her gaze turned toward the entrance direction.
*'A seed has been sowed, now I just need to wait for it to sprout.'*
"Also, you did good with the monster sound before. How did you do that?"
Lyssandra turned back and asked Morgana.
"Oh, it was nothing. Just faking a monster voice was hardly a difficult job. Right, Sparky?"
Morgana said as she turned to Sparky.
His body was imprinted with many scratches as he suddenly cowered and ducked down, covering his head with his front paws.
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