Weeping Men: The Innocent Princess's Secret Delight - Chapter 2.15
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“Big sister… your heart is as beautiful as your appearance.”
The words they tried to convey even with a whisper were nothing special. The moment Judith realized this, she focused not on the content but on a different sense of discomfort.
That’s how she caught it. A jewel as small as a splinter that the child had attached to her earlobe while pretending to cup their hands.
‘It’s a magical device.’
Judith, who knew every ornament circulating in the empire, immediately recognized what was on her ear.
This was a magical device disguised as an ornament. Though its purpose was still unknown.
Thanks to this, she could also guess that some kind of incident would occur at this hunting competition.
A hunting competition held in an unusual season. The suddenly increased security at the Imperial Princess’s palace. A Northern child skilled enough in stealth to even deceive Kaizen’s senses, yet supposedly using that ability merely to follow a pretty woman. Kaizen’s suspicion even towards a child.
Putting together this series of events, she could guess who had sent the child to attach this suspicious magical device to her. And their purpose.
‘Should I remove it?’
Judith, who had been fiddling with her ear, eventually lowered her hand. The magical device remained attached to her ear.
‘It would be more fun to turn the tables when they’re certain of their success.’
I wonder if their disappointed face will look just like my brother’s. She felt a bit excited.
***
The morning of the hunting competition dawned. At the entrance of the winter forest, tents were set up for the nobles to stay in, and participants in hunting attire mingled with non-participants in formal dress. Though their attire differed, everyone alike showed anticipation for the competition.
At the hunting competition, Judith was indeed on the participant’s side. Dressed in hunting attire, she was engaged in casual conversation with her brother, the Crown Prince.
Though they had already known, everyone couldn’t hide their surprise when the Imperial Princess’s participation became certain.
“Is Her Highness the Imperial Princess really participating…”
“She’s probably never lifted anything heavier than a teaspoon…”
Despite everyone’s concerns, the person in question remained calm.
“Is Lord Pentmian alone really enough as an escort?”
“That’s what I’m saying! If we bring any more, the animals will be wary and won’t come near.”
“Still, you should prioritize safety over competition results…”
“Are you trying to interfere with me by attaching more people? I won’t fall for it! I absolutely won’t lose to you, brother!”
“Yes, yes.”
Unable to dissuade the Imperial Princess, the Crown Prince chuckled and ruffled Judith’s hair.
Froyzen silently watched as the Imperial Princess complained about her hair being messed up, hiding a sneer within his usual smile.
‘I was planning to intervene if the Imperial Princess capriciously declared her non-participation, but it seems that won’t be necessary.’
He naturally separated from the crowd and contacted the Northerners. They expressed confidence that there was only one guard, Kaizen, to deal with.
‘Now I just need to sit back, and the Imperial Princess will return carrying Kaizen’s corpse herself.’
Then he would take her for himself when she was alone. Froyzen returned to his seat, satisfied. He hadn’t participated in the competition to observe the process of this plan.
The plan was as follows: Join hands with the Northerners by offering renegotiation rights for reparations, and use Northern battle dogs, said to be fiercer than wolves, to attack the Imperial Princess.
Targeting the Imperial Princess instead of Kaizen was the strategy. This way, Kaizen would be doubly affected.
If the attack succeeds, he’ll be severely injured, and even if it fails, he’ll suffer a wound worse than physical injury from the guilt of harming the dogs he cares for with his own hands.
Whether it’s a physical or emotional wound. Either is fine.
Upon his return, Froyzen leisurely sat in the tent. Then he responded to greetings with a smile so beautiful it seemed impossible he had plotted any scheme.
“It’s time to teach that son of a b***h Kaizen a lesson!”
Meanwhile, the Northerners were boosting their morale with blatant killing intent.
Their cooperation with Froyzen’s plan was partly for the chance to renegotiate the reparations agreement, but also for the opportunity to deal with Kaizen.
Kaizen Pentmian. That name was a nightmare for the Northerners.
The tide of war that could have invaded the Empire’s mainland was reversed by a single person. Countless compatriots were killed by his sword, and their desire for independence was trampled. There wasn’t a single Northerner who didn’t harbor a desire for revenge against him.
“Let’s go!”
The Northerners each grasped their dogs’ leashes and set off. Only one person remained behind.
It was the child with coarse hair and an unusual build but a youthful face, the same one who had fallen from the tree and startled Judith earlier.
In fact, he was the most skilled assassin among the Northern Alliance members. His face, which made his age indiscernible, was his greatest weapon.
He grinned crookedly and took a detour, following the traces from last time.
‘I don’t care about that bastard.’
Though he had been inserted by the delegation to assassinate Kaizen if the opportunity arose, the impulsive and capricious assassin had forgotten his original purpose. Instead, he pursued something else.
‘Pretty big sister. Let’s have some fun with me too. Where are you?’
His target was Judith.
Even after arriving in the capital, he moved independently. He didn’t want to follow orders from someone who looked exactly like Kaizen.
Kaizen seemed to have dulled his senses compared to when he was in the North, rarely noticing his presence.
If he had shot his flying knife without hesitation then, he wouldn’t still be running through the forest now. But at the time, even he could only stare in a daze.
“Like this? Or is it like this?”
When an angel-like woman, smiling slightly as if excited, then pretending not to be, rubbed her b*ttocks against a man’s c*ck, what man in the world wouldn’t be entranced by such a sight?
He unconsciously became excited and lost his composure, even falling from the tree.
Though he somehow avoided the crisis, even after returning, the woman kept lingering in his mind. It was unbearable that even such a woman belonged to Kaizen.
So he decided to steal her away. He would attack them before his companions, kill Kaizen, and kidnap the woman. That was all he could think about.
Given the circumstances, that woman was likely the Imperial Princess, but her status didn’t matter at all.
Rather, he was looking forward to it. The thought of watching a woman who had reigned from the highest place fall to the bottom and grovel before him.
“There’s really nothing here.”
Following the energy of the tracking device he had attached to the woman’s ear, he was able to approach within hearing distance of her voice. The assassin hid on a thick branch of a nearby tree and spied on the two.
Kaizen was spreading a handkerchief on a tree stump to make a seat. The woman, who had been looking around, brightened up and approached as soon as the seat was prepared.
“But insects might crawl onto the handkerchief, you know?”
She nitpicked after looking at the seat. Kaizen calmly bent down.
“I’ll kill them immediately.”
“I don’t like the very idea that such things might crawl onto where I sit! …Fine. In that case, you sit first.”
Kaizen obeyed docilely like a trained beast. The woman smiled sweetly, then straddled Kaizen’s thighs, crushing them, and naturally wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I’ll use you as a cushion.”
“……”
Then she flashed a mischievous smile. Kaizen lowered his head and remained silent.
The assassin watching the two suppressed the urge to take out his c*ck and m*sturbate right there.
‘What an idiot. He’s holding back. Not flipping her over and thrusting in right away.’
He was late to act, busy erasing Kaizen from the scene before his eyes and inserting himself in his fantasies instead.
