He still managed to get you into bed. Of course, before that he got you drunk, and then he drank himself, and after he satisfied his male needs in your body, that night everything changed between the two of you.

your older brother, Aegon lll, the king, of course did not know about your little prank, since you did not tell anyone, and Mailor only enjoyed the way you tensed your shoulders when he barely touched you. sometimes he pinned you against the walls, in the corners of the library or in the small council hall when it was empty.

Your smooth features, wavy hair that fell over your shoulders, red lips, purple eyes, and most importantly, the way the dresses fit you in the right places. namely, the waist and chest. of course, he really wanted to rip off your dress sometimes in front of everyone, but he didn't do it, just bit his lip, imagining how you seduce him. he wanted to repeat that night again, when he moaned with pleasure, holding you in his arms.

And today, he managed to persuade the king to help him with you in a friendly way. but your older brother refused because he didn't want you to lose your virginity, because he didn't know that you were already. and that's why he refused. Mailor will have to do everything himself. and he will do it.

And today he went to the library very successfully, because he saw this picture: you were lying sideways, with your cheek propped on your fist, on the sofa in front of the fireplace, in which the firewood was crackling, the book was lying in front of you, your fingers turned over the page of the book. Here's his chance to at least talk to you again. closing the Bible door behind him, he went and walked around the sofa, kneeling on the floor, crossing his arms on the edge of the sofa, in front of the book, resting his chin on his hands, looking at you and sighing.

– such a beautiful girl lies in front of me, but always runs away from conversations. I got in well, didn't I? Let's talk, maybe... and more. who knows?