Chapter 13
“Your Majesty, your—!”
“Silence.”
“No, I don’t mean your anger—I mean your lower—“
“I said shut your mouth!“
“Could it be that Your Majesty’s preference is…?”
“Princess, unless you wish for an early grave, close that mouth of yours.“
Every word Rachel spoke was swiftly cut off by Kilian. It was almost as if she’d been cursed—doomed to be interrupted no matter what she said.
Seeing no point in continuing, she reluctantly pressed her lips together. Watching Kilian’s labored breathing, she pieced together her own conclusions:
He’s in rut for some reason, furious that I saw his c**k—but now he’s too hard to properly vent his anger, and he keeps cutting me off because he doesn’t want me to notice how aroused he is. Wait, but he’s clearly not a castrate. Why was he pretending to be one when he’s packing that?
Either way, the man was as devastatingly handsome as they came. Had she known he wasn’t a castrate, she wouldn’t have kicked him—she might’ve even pursued better relations.
Feeling oddly resentful that Kilian had brought this upon himself, Rachel pursed her lips. She narrowed her eyes, stealing a glance at the prominent bulge straining against his clothes.
An enraged emperor was terrifying, but a man snarling while sporting an obscene e******n? That wasn’t scary at all. Or rather, it was terrifying and not terrifying—a strangely thrilling contradiction.
Well, regardless…
“Regretting our broken relationship now is too late.”
Rachel opened her mouth again, determined to resolve the situation.
“Your Majesty, I have a proposal—”
“A proposal? Now?”
Killian’s curse still hadn’t lifted that is why his words came out clipped as he took a step closer. The air around him, heated by his body temperature, pressed against Rachel in a suffocating wave. Instinctively, she retreated, but he closed the distance effortlessly.
His hand shot out. Bracing for violence, Rachel flinched—but his touch landed lightly on her throat. His fingers slid upward, stopping just beneath her chin.
“If you want to die, keep talking.”
Her breath hitched. Part of it was shock—she’d never been threatened like this before but another part was that strange, tangled emotion from earlier, now coiled tight around her windpipe.
Helpless, she could only stare up at Killian. His usual decadent aura had thickened, darkening the space between them. The rims of his eyes were flushed red, a subtle heat simmering beneath his gaze. His fingertips, pressing insistently against her skin, burned like brands.
Yet despite that heat, his stare was glacial. Every time she met those icy teal eyes, her heart pounded harder.
Is he insane?
But then again, so was she. She was terrified—yet not afraid at all. Furious, yet…
The blood in her heart seemed to rush straight to her lower abdomen. Against all reason, she was growing aroused by the man threatening her.
“…Princess?”
Killian called out when Rachel remained dazed for too long, noticing the shift in her demeanor.
The defiant woman from earlier had vanished. Now, she silently alternated between staring at his face and his lower body.
“Hah. You’re insane.”
A woman who should be begging for her life was instead radiating lust. He’d always dismissed the rumors as exaggerations—but clearly, he’d been wrong. The woman before him was even more depraved than the gossip suggested.
Logically, he should remove his hand and charge her with royal defamation. But the moment he considered it, shame crashed over him—not just contempt for her, but humiliation at being exposed. And beneath it all, a rising hunger threatened to consume him.
“F**k… I can’t believe this.”
How long had it been since he last cursed? Probably not since he first realized his… condition.
Yeah. That’s the real problem here.
It felt like something long suppressed was about to explode. Killian steadied his breath with a sharp inhale, then gestured impatiently at the stunned onlookers.
“Leave us.”
The attendants and knights hesitated at the unfamiliar emperor’s demeanor. Killian arched a brow and repeated, his voice a low growl:
“Now.”
They froze, then swiftly retreated.
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