“Are you nervous? Heh.”

Where on earth had Sir Antoine gone? The Crown Prince opened the door and came in, then drew the curtain to completely cut off the interior from view, as if declaring that no one would know what happened inside.

Then he strode over and stood before Eluaz.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince…”

Her blue eyes, filled with bewilderment, trembled finely.

Etienne, without hesitation, seized her breast.

“Ha!”

Just from having her breast grabbed, a moan escaped.

His fingers, which had been searching for the peak, finally found her nipple; when he lightly scraped it with his fingertip, it quickly hardened, standing so erect it could be seen above the fabric.

Eluaz’s mind was gradually turning white.

She knew her body was sensitive, but not to this extent.

Before she could even figure out how the Crown Prince had come in, her breast was suddenly seized.

All day long she had thought only of sex, and now at last pleasure had come.

“I never thought the Saintess would be this lewd.”

“P-Please don’t.”

Tears welled in her eyes.

Her nipples stood upright as if begging to be touched, while she offered futile resistance. That stoked Crown Prince Etienne’s sadism.

“Keep resisting. How cute.”

The Crown Prince cornered Eluaz.

There was a railing right behind her, so she could not escape any further.

He wedged his thigh between her legs.

“Ahng!”

“So sensitive.”

His thick thigh targeted the space between her legs.

Even just rubbing broadly over her mound made Eluaz’s body sway, and the only place to lean was the Crown Prince right in front of her.

The Crown Prince leisurely supported her and continued to stimulate her sex.

Before long, so much arousal seeped out that even over clothes it was enough to wet his trousers.

“S-Stop.”

“Why don’t you try screaming? Of course, people would find out how lewd you are. If you do not want that, keep your mouth shut.”

The Crown Prince chuckled as if daring her to try.

That the Saintess was lewd; no one could imagine such a thing.

So he thought it obvious she would be too afraid of others finding out to say anything.

As expected, Eluaz could not say a word and even covered her own mouth lest a moan escape.

Finding her effort admirable, Etienne licked her nape slowly.

Even from that alone, the Saintess flinched, and unable to hold back, he left a red mark on her white neck.

“If you react this sensitively from just this, what will you do when I am inside you later?”

So this was what they called dirty talk!

Contrary to the Crown Prince’s expectations, Eluaz enjoyed this situation immensely.

His taunting only made her wetter.

It was utterly unlike the paladins or priests who always treated her with excessive courtesy.

And he said he would be inside her later! She was already swelling with anticipation.

Unlike before, when she had thought she would rather seduce a paladin than sleep with the Crown Prince, now that pleasure had arrived, she could not refuse him.

Whether it was because of the original work or because of the longed for pleasure, she did not know.

“Could it be you have already spread your legs for someone else?”

“N-No…!”

“We will know if we check.”

She was already more than ready to spread her legs, but there was no one to put anything in. Not even fingers.

If she had already lain with someone, she would not be attending such a banquet; she would be rolling about on a bed in the Holy Empire.

‘Should I not have come to the terrace? No, was it good that I came?’

Hearing the Crown Prince’s words, Eluaz felt a sense of déjà vu and soon realized the first scene of the original was being reenacted.

Of course, in the original, when she was suddenly covered by him, the Saintess could not resist at all and froze.

Not like her now, silently crying out inside, ‘J-Just a little more…!’

‘Just how good will he be! Surely we will not be at it all night on the terrace? We will surely move to a room in the middle. He is the male lead; he will not stop after just once, will he?’

The Crown Prince’s touch made Eluaz’s soft body flinch wherever it landed, as if her entire body were an erogenous zone.

Holding a woman who reacted more sensitively than anyone he had ever lain with, the Crown Prince let out a rough breath.

The fact that she was the Saintess only added to his sense of debauchery.

“Today I will help you, but next time I expect to see you lewdly moving your hips on top of me.”

He was not someone who spared a woman just because it was her first time.

But since she was a woman who would aid in his succession to the throne, he at least showed minimal courtesy.

“First with my fingers. One at a time.”

As soon as Etienne whispered into her ear, Eluaz’s sex twitched.

It was as if she were ready to accept his fingers, urging him without words to put them in immediately.

“When you get used to that, you will take my cock.”

Cock! Penis! Manhood! Shaft! Thick pillar of flesh!

That was exactly what Eluaz wanted most.

Unconsciously, she let out rough breaths and rubbed her hips against Etienne’s thigh.

“You are this lewd, yet no one has thrust inside you until now. You must have been so frustrated.”

“Hnn… hhh…”

“Paladins may have large builds, but they cannot perform as men. Still, from now on I will personally fill you, so just obediently spread your legs and move your hips.”

Eluaz agreed with his words.

Every word sounded moving to her, especially his promise to thrust his penis inside her.

“Your Highness.”

Eluaz looked at him, breathing hotly.

It was a clear invitation.

Others might mistakenly think the Saintess was stopping him, believing she would never act this way.

But he read the desire in her eyes. She was clearly urging him to give her his cock quickly.

That fact nearly drove the Crown Prince mad.

“I am being considerate here. Look. If I put my cock in right now, your pussy will tear. Are you tempting me knowing that?”

The thigh pressing against her sex moved back and forth.

His penis was so hard it showed its shape even over his trousers.

‘Huh?’

Something felt strange.

Why stop rubbing?

Feeling an odd sense of unease, Eluaz rolled her hips hard.

But when she moved just slightly off-center, his penis didn’t touch her. There was only thigh. If it had been Antoine’s thigh, a penis like a water bottle would have been there.

‘No way?’

The pleasure she had been drowning in moments ago vanished, and Eluaz regained clarity.

Thinking, ‘No, that’s impossible,’ she undid the Crown Prince’s belt.

“Ha! You are even lewder than I thought. Tell me honestly. You were hoping I’d take you, weren’t you? That’s why you deliberately lured me out to the terrace…”

“It’s not there.”

“What?”

“It’s not there, I said!”

Eluaz felt as though she had lost the world.

It didn’t matter that the paladins never took her or that the priests’ eyes were filled only with reverence.

She had always believed that, just like in the original story, she could one day have overflowing sex with the Crown Prince.

It didn’t matter if the Crown Prince’s face wasn’t very handsome.

After coming to the banquet, she realized that while the paladins and priests of the Holy Empire were excessively handsome, the Crown Prince’s face was tolerable enough.

When he had grabbed her breasts, dirty talked, and pressed her sex with his thigh, she had thought following the original plot wasn’t so bad.

“Fuck!”

But the moment she learned the Crown Prince’s cock was tiny, everything shattered.

So furious it could pierce through even the Saintess buff, Eluaz let out a crisp, resounding curse: “Fuck!”