I Will Save The Princess - Chapter 32

Submission (2)

The large, skilful hand sensually glided over her body, caressing her like a musician playing an instrument. It tenderly traced her ribs before sensuously cupping her breasts, eliciting a delightful response as her n!pples hardened between his expert fingers.

“Annh…!”

Unbeknownst to Hannah, her legs trembled with a sensual sensation.

The Emperor lifted her up to prevent her from falling. Whenever his warm hand touched her cold skin, a lukewarm sensation surged through her.

His lips tenderly caressed her neck, and his fingers traced every crevice. Despite the circumstances, her body couldn’t help but react with a mix of anticipation and arousal. When his fingers skillfully teased her most sensitive areas, a gentle gasp escaped her parted lips, causing a subtle trickle of saliva to wet her lower lip.

“No, don’t…! I don’t want…!”

Hannah lowered her head deeply in response to the escaping moans. The Emperor chuckled, biting her trembling shoulder lightly.

“It’s okay. Now, open your eyes… and look ahead.”

“If someone… sees…!”

Hannah mumbled between her lips, unable to remember any words. He swiftly penetrated her inner walls.

“Ah…! Annggg…!”

“Relax. Are you going to break off just like this?”

Perhaps due to their position, she felt his member pressing firmly against her walls, preventing it from moving.

She tried to relax, but it didn’t go according to her wishes. The hand that held the railing trembled. The Emperor relaxed his tension, sliding his lips across her neck and earlobe, biting and licking them.

However, the tightness inside couldn’t be helped. His massive member was already deep enough, and now he started to move his hips.

“Ah…! Haah…!”

With every passionate thrust, her inner flesh eagerly embraced him, responding with equal intensity. The sensation of his blunt tip caressing her walls and thrusting against her deepest point increased her sensitivity more than usual.

Even in the midst of uncontrollable trembling, Hannah couldn’t help but worry that someone might see them.

Her hair swayed back and forth, blocking her sight. Unintentionally, moans escaped, and she covered her mouth, afraid someone might hear.

“Ah…!”

“Don’t…! Don’t suppress it. I can… want to hear it…! Ah, ah!”

He firmly grabbed her hand, which was covering her mouth. His movements became even more intense. Under the pressure of his demand for a voice, Hannah eventually surrendered.

“Ah…! I don’t… like it here…! Ugh! I don’t want…!”

It seemed he was delving even deeper, perhaps due to their current position. The more she arched her body in response, the louder her blissful moans erupted, filling the air with the echoes of their passionate deed.

Amidst the flood of pleasure, Hannah recalled the Emperor’s words.

“It was best not to take those words too lightly.”

Yes… those were his wise words.

‘Let’s never talk about it again…! Never!’

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On the day she first came to the White Rose Palace, Ophelia showed a much more intense reaction than Hannah had expected.

“Wow… Is, is this really, really going to be our home?”

Ophelia opened her ruby eyes wide and looked around anxiously. Hannah lightly patted her back with a smiling face.

“Yes, that’s right. This is the Palace directly bestowed by His Majesty. Would you like to go out to the garden?”

“Yes, sure! There’s, there’s even a pavilion outside! And, and there’s a lake-like thing! This place is amazing!”

Ophelia’s excitement and sparkling eyes were as adorable as always. The corners of her mouth curled up, refusing to come down.

Lily, watching Ophelia with a satisfied smile, held her hand and pointed in the opposite direction.

“There’s a rose garden over there. Shall we go see it, Your Highness?”

“Yes! Let’s go see it!”

Hannah watched her run off with excitement, leaning against the porch. Behind her, beyond the garden, the majestic silhouette of the Emperor’s residence, White Rose Palace, was revealed.

…Could it be that the Emperor will keep his promise?

When he casually mentioned it, Hannah had thought it was just a whim that day. The Emperor teasingly tormented her from the balcony and promptly sent her back to the secluded Palace.

And then, sometime later, he issued the edict to bestow the White Rose Palace upon Ophelia.

Naturally, the Palace was turned upside down. The Emperor, who had never shown any interest in his daughter before, suddenly bestowed upon her the treasure of the Empire, and now even bestowed her with an exclusive palace for the Empress. Despite the strong opposition, the Emperor brushed aside their objections, claiming it was his decision.

Well… As everyone in the Palace was accustomed to his whimsical nature, they seemed to have accepted it as one of his eccentricities.

Anyway, that’s how Ophelia and Hannah entered the White Rose Palace.

Come to think of it, this was where Ophelia should have been from the beginning. Her birth mother, Sened, was the Empress, so if Sened had been alive, Ophelia would have lived here with her mother.

Thinking like that, the Emperor’s decision did not seem so unreasonable after all.

The White Rose Palace, adorned with pure white marble, was vast beyond comparison to the secluded Palace.

The two-story building consisted of countless rooms, three gardens, a small library, and even a detached building, boasting grandeur beyond imagination.

Hannah was worried that just managing everything would be very taxing, but fortunately, the Emperor seemed to have considered that and assigned twenty new court ladies to the new Palace.

She had no idea why he did this, but he called for them to serve her whenever she needed. Perhaps it was just the price he had to pay for spending nights with him.

“Sigh…”

How wonderful it would be if he did all this just out of affection for Ophelia.

Hannah felt uneasy, wondering what else she might endure next time. With a melancholic expression, she began to go through the stack of letters that had piled up.

Invitations to the dress shop, a resume from the private tutor, invitations to galleries…

‘Oh, this one!’

A large, rather thick-looking envelope was stamped “Fellande Estate Agent.” Hannah hurriedly opened the envelope with twinkling eyes.

[To our esteemed VIP customer, Hannah Torrens,

We are writing to inform you regarding the properties you requested to be put on sale.

Sale of one Clorphel mansion – 12,500 gold

Sale of two villas on the Lukle Coast – 8,500 and 7,500 gold each

Sale of two mansions on the Channisah Coast – 32,000 and 55,000 gold each

Sale of land (approximately 13 hectares estimated) on the Channisah Coast – 225,630 gold

Total sales amount: 341,130 gold

You will receive 313,840 gold after deducting the agency fee of 27,290 gold.

The amount has been safely deposited into the designated account.

Thank you for always choosing our company.

We sincerely appreciate the honour of being part of your prosperity.

Representative Asher Fellande of Fellande Real Estate Agency.]

300,000 gold!

Hannah covered her mouth and glanced around to confirm that no one was there. Once she made sure it was safe, she resumed reading the letter.

The feeling of everything going according to plan was truly indescribable… she was ecstatic beyond words.

After the Emperor went south for the rebellion, the real estate prices in the southern regions of the Empire hit rock bottom.

Especially in the Grang Pardar region, the southernmost resort area, the land values plummeted to an unprecedented low. It was the most sought-after resort for the Imperial nobility, and owning a villa there was an unwritten rule for the nobles on the continent. The prices were on par with those of most grand estates in the capital.

However, due to the uncertainty of when the southern rebellion would end and the region’s vulnerability to attacks from other countries, the land values dropped drastically day by day. Who would dare to vacation in an area that was in chaos due to the ongoing war? Not even the locals wanted to stay there.

But Hannah used that to her advantage. She already knew when the rebellion would end and how the land values would change.

One year after, the Southern rebellion began.

At the lowest point of land values, she gathered all her money and bought land and villas in Grang Pardar. As expected, the rebellion was suppressed just two months after the Emperor’s return to the capital, and the land values gradually stabilized.

And now, three years later, today.

6,000 gold turned into 300,000 gold and fell into her hands.

The monthly income of a low-ranking court lady in the Palace was five gold. But now she had 300,000 gold. It was an enormous sum of money, more than she could ever spend in her lifetime.

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