Suddenly, the emperor collapsed, and the empire faced a crisis.
To the princess burdened with leading the country alone, Grand Duke Arkenian, her childhood mentor, was the most reliable ally.
“It seems there’s nothing out of the ordinary. You can proceed as plan.”
“Thank you, Your Grace. Oh, there’s also something I wanted to discuss about the trade agreement…”
Daily sessions of state affairs education continued without fail. However, once the Grand Duke’s teachings concluded, inevitably, another form of education began.
“Your Grace! You said we were taking a break from state affairs education today…!”
“I’m sorry, but I never said we wouldn’t have any other form of education.”
His strong arm wrapped firmly around her waist.
Though the public believed them to have a friendly relationship based on mutual respect, to her, the Grand Duke was always a difficult and an intimidating mentor.
“Don’t be insolent. Haven’t you outgrown your rebellious phase?”
“Ugh, please stop…”
“Shall we see today how much your patience have improved?”
***
“Lie Down.”
The Grand Duke ordered briefly.
Making her lie down like this and f*cking her from behind was his favorite position, but from Rohte’s perspective it was also the position she wanted to avoid the most.
Not only did she have to expose her messy, wet underside for his invasion,
but the Grand Duke’s massive member was always difficult to accommodate even in the most favorable position.
“Haah, last time, we did it in this position…”
“It’s a review, Your Highness.”
The Grand Duke whispered, nibbling at her earlobe.
Claiming it was an essential step to ensure she didn’t forget what she learned. His low playful tone sounded almost like he was teasing her.
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