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Chapter 124

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This work contains scenes of sadistic coercion and hardcore depictions of BDSM. Reader discretion is advised.

Her body, washed by Ragnar’s hands, was again disheveled by his touch. It was unbelievable that he still hadn’t violated her. All these acts were far more intense than the simple act of inserting his p***s into her and filling her with his e*******e.

He thoroughly took her. Arzeletta gasped beneath his body, feeling her existence being dismantled. Now, there was not a single part of Arzeletta’s body that his gaze, touch, or breath had not reached.

“This is the antidote you ordered. We rushed its preparation…”

A voice was heard from outside the distant door. Arzeletta, buried in Ragnar’s bed, heard the sound as if in a dream.

“But may I ask why at such an early hour?”

Arzeletta didn’t hear Ragnar’s reply, as she was busy trying to calm her breath, which had again grown hot after he moved away. However, she could tell that there was no hint of suspicion in the knight’s polite voice as he turned away.

Arzeletta suddenly remembered something. The day she met Ragnar by the lake, those violet eyes that showed no lust.

And even the escort knight, who, despite seeing the maid undressing in front of Ragnar, had shown no emotion other than contempt towards her.

He was clearly trusted.

“Arzeletta.”

Just as he had protected her once again last night.

Ragnar, who approached the bed, helped Arzeletta sit up.

The faint dawn light settled transparently over Arzeletta’s body. Nothing covered Arzeletta’s beautiful body except her long, black hair.

Her skin, white and clean as snow fallen at dawn, was covered in red and blue marks. They were traces where Ragnar’s lips had passed.

His handprints were vivid even on her white, voluptuous b*****s. Her red n*****s, which had received his love all night, glistened with luster, half-hidden by her long hair.

Is he insane?

Seeing Arzeletta’s pathetic state, thoroughly disarrayed by his hands, Ragnar again cursed himself.

He was clearly insane. He must be.

“Swallow it.”

Contrary to his seething emotions, what he offered with an expressionless face was a small, transparent pill, like a glass bead. Arzeletta received the medicine with both hands and carefully placed it on her tongue.


Ragnar watched Arzeletta’s lips until the end, as she slowly dissolved the medicine as if it were a candy.

What was melting on Arzeletta’s tongue right now was made from the most expensive ingredients in the Lord’s castle’s apothecary.

“…My Lord.”

Arzeletta called Ragnar. Having swallowed the medicine, Arzeletta gradually stabilized. Her gasping breaths, her eyes brimming with tears, and her rapidly beating heart slowly calmed down.

With the arrival of dawn, Arzeletta was finally free from the addiction.

The color gradually drained from Arzeletta’s face. It was due to recalling the events of last night with a clear mind. Her fidgeting hands pulled at the crumpled sheet. She hid her body, barely covered by her hair, beneath the sheet.

“I apologize.”

“……”

“I put you through a difficult experience.”

Arzeletta’s clear face, as she quietly shook her head, again profoundly resonated Ragnar’s rock-like heart.

He raised his hand. Arzeletta silently watched the man tuck her hair behind her ear.

At some point, when he was in front of her, Ragnar no longer seemed cruel at all.

The suffocating fear she had felt looking at him for the past 10 years now seemed like a dream.

He sighed deeply. He didn’t seem like someone who would sigh so often. Did he treat everyone who entered his domain with such ease?

“…Just what are you…”

“……”

“I don’t know how… you make me lose every time.”

If not, then perhaps Arzeletta had become special to him.

His sigh-laden complaint, which perhaps no one else would have experienced, made Arzeletta feel a little sweet.

That this great man would sigh because of her—if it wasn’t a misunderstanding, it was truly astonishing.

Because she was merely a lowly maid from the slaughterhouse.

“Tomorrow, no, today, can I come to the Lord again…?”

Arzeletta asked, her face still entrusted to Ragnar.

Ragnar’s hand, which had been slowly stroking Arzeletta’s disheveled hair, stopped.

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