Herald of Steel

As soon as Alexander kissed that belly, the young princess felt a surge of euphoria streak through her spine unlike anything before. She was caught completely off guard by the intimate act, and even before she could understand what she was feeling, her vision went completely blank with pure white.

Her legs wobbled like jello, struggling to keep their balance and the inexperienced princess had to desperately clamp her mouth shut to swallow a moan.

Alexander’s caring act upon her unborn child had produced a motherly response within her mind, sending a rush of euphoric ’wet heat’ to flood her lower parts.

Or, in simpler words she had climaxed just from that.

Clearly the daughter shared that characteristic with her mother- both could reach climax very easily.

In fact, the fresh and verdant Hellma was actually quite a bit more sensitive than her mother, whose long experience with these things had made her much more resilient to the sensual stimuli.

Thus this new feeling was much more potent, as such the princess only regained her bearing slowly after a while. And then she opened her eyes to look down, to her surprise she found the man was now rubbing his nose over her inflated bulge, as if sniffing it.

A slight feeling of mortification filled her seeing this, not exactly from the ’unique’ sight, but more so from the subtle ’wetness’ that was continuously spreading through her crotch due to this. Whether she personally liked it or not, it seemed her body really liked the man’s soft, gentle approach.

Hence the princess could quickly feel another tide of pleasure building up, imminently about to burst through the dam. She had to hurriedly clamp her teeth even strongly, fearing this time the ’flood’ was going to be worse, all while praying no one noticed her ’accident’ downstairs.

Now, usually all this should have been still for nought.

Given how much Hellma was continuously leaking, and the type of flimsy pants she was wearing, anyone who was not blind could have spotted the damp patch around there.

She was even constantly shivering and fidgeting just from Alexander’s mere touch- all telltale signs of an approaching release.

But as luck would have it, right now the man was much more distracted by something else to notice this.

Alexander found that when he went to kiss the girl, there was a very nice smell emanating from her- sweet, light and fluffy, like a delicate, freshly picked flower.

The pheromones like scent instantly tickled his nose and he could not help but subconsciously take in a large puff of the fruity aroma, ’Mmmm... so light and fresh. Indeed, this is what a young girl should smell like, like a flower that has just bloomed this morning.’

The man was hooked on it and soon could not stop himself from running his nose over the bulging belly a few times, drinking in the pleasant aroma.

And as he did, he also began to further analyze the perfume,

’Hmmm... I am sure this was chosen by Seelima specifically for me. Heh...I am honestly a bit surprised... it is so different from the heavy, musky scent she herself wears.’

’But also yes...that is only natural- the kind of perfume Seelima wears is specifically made for her ’type’- the curvy, mature woman who oozes sexuality. They are the type of ladies who can turn men’s heads just from a whiff of their scent as they brush past you.’

’I myself have experienced something like that with her a few times- the scent evoked a kind of raw, primal hunger in me, making me wish to pursue and conquer the regal woman.’

’However for someone young and vibrant like Hellma, such a perfume would appear too gaudy and crass. Rather, a lighter smell that evokes a man’s desire to protect and pamper the maiden is more suitable.’

’Hmmmp! I have to give it to her, this mother really knows how to prepare her gifts!’

As Alexander took the time to understand the subtle plays involved, frankly he found the extent of the Queen Mother’s efforts applaudable.

She did not just present herself forward or throw her daughter at him and leave Alexander to figure it out on his own. Rather she made sure to thoroughly prepare themselves both, each possessing a completely different ’charm’.

So if the man did not like ’mature’, he always had the choice of ’maiden’.

Alexander noted all these things to his mind as he subtly moved his nose and lips along the princess’s belly, also showing that just because he was enjoying himself did not mean he forgot everything else.

In fact, most of the time it was the opposite- he always thought twice and thrice before biting into any offer, greatly evaluating any potential pitfalls.

And this time it was not different either.

As Alexander’s roaming lips finally came to a stop around the princess’s belly button, just above the golden piercing she was wearing, the man suddenly looked up to lightly smirk,

"Your Highness, this is such beautiful jewelry! Who gifted it to you?’

The young princess who had just been floating on a flotilla of pink clouds instantly felt her mood drop to its nadir at hearing this. This was obviously a loaded question as such an intimate piece of jewelry on her could really only come from one person in the whole of Adhan.

And both had to surely know that.

Even more egregious, the princess really did not want to be here. So to be reminded about all that in such a crass way, it utterly enraged her. Her fair face quickly started to summon black thunderclouds and she glared down at the sitting man, like she wanted to choke him to death right here, right now.

The angry reaction however only brought some amusement to Alexander, and as a tit for tat, he even tauntingly met that gaze, curving his lips up lightly.

It was like he was asking her to be angry.

Now the reason why Alexander asked this question was simple- he needed to find out how the princess herself felt about doing this.

It was very easy to see Seelima was the one pushing for this union, and although Alexander was glad to take some nibbling bites from the offered dish, he was reluctant to cross the final line unless Hellma herself agreed.

Not to mention there was also the matter of Ptolomy- given how crazy he was for Hellma, if he ever got an inkling.... Alexander hence wanted to know the plan regarding the man from the princess’s mouth.

"...." The lord of Zanzan did not immediately get the answer to his question.

Rather he found the scowling girl suddenly break eye contact with him and turn to look at her mother, giving her a questioning, almost pleading look. She was asking for a hint from her.

And that finally snapped Seelima back to the present.

Till then, the regal lady was busy closely observing how Alexander treated Hellma, and she was indeed quite pleased by what she saw.

The man did not simply jump on the young defenseless like some crass brute but took his time to slowly warm her up, something most men did not do, not even learned nobles. The mother even accurately noticed the girl reach climax just from the hands.

Given such a high level of service, she really did not want to upset him with any ’strange’ answers. The Queen Mother thus sent a reply to her daughter almost instantly, reminding her with a deathly glare,

’Don’t mess this up! Just repeat as we rehearsed.’

Hellma’s eyes however dimmed at the message. She already expected the answer, yet...

It was right then that a burst of rebellion suddenly bloomed inside the young princess’s heart out of nowhere and even before anyone could notice, she clenched her fist and defiantly spat,

"My husband! The king of Adhania! Your lord!"

Hellma said this despite her mother’s orders because she felt otherwise it would be an insult to her and the child inside.

"...!!!!..." One should have seen just how enraged this made her- it was like a volcano had erupted over a pristine lake, her cool, blue eyes seeming to now spit hot vapour all around. Only the barest thread of reason stopped her from jumping over there and choking the poor princess by the neck right there.

"Hahaha... I see, I see!" Alexander on the other hand was far less offended by the reply and seemed to only give a frank chuckle.

So what if Hellma belonged to Ptolomy?

Given how much headaches that man had given him, it was only his right to find some other complementary means of stress relief, right?

Hence feeling a bit amused at the frank answer, he gave a small chuckle and met the angry girl with mirthful eyes, "And how does your husband feel what you being here?"

"...." The light, airy reaction caught the young princess a bit off guard. The girl had expected that Alexander would back off hearing Ptolomy’s name. In her mind, the title ’king’ was still that ’all powerful entity’, just like her father was.

So when she found Alexander was clearly mocking her, it quickly made her angry, ’Shameless! Utterly immoral and shameless!’

Hellma was indeed a sheltered girl.

While Seelima, who knew the true facts, breathed a huge sigh of relief at Alexander’s gentle reaction. Given they were the ones asking him for the favor, it would have been only natural for him to feel cross at such a slight.