//This chapter mentions mature sexual themes, necrophilia, rape.
“Yes, I know, but I’m not convinced. I’ve tolerated all the work of the King and Prince Raymond because I want to have Alana as my wife. I’ve tried so hard to turn a blind eye. In order to protect Alana, comfort, struggle none of that existed to me. To the point, I vomited blood, so as not to lose to anyone. Only she was worth living for; she kept me going. I raised her, protected her, she’s my own. She’s the girl I want.”
When someone went so far as to beg like that, people would usually be moved. But Luciano was not moved at all. He just glanced at him coldly.
“You didn’t want Alana to be king to make her your wife, but she ascended the throne. After that, you embraced her and tried to make conceive her as her husband.”
“Yes. I wish we had a child. But I did not expect to be forced to marry Priscilla.
My father is inflexible. He annulled my engagement to Alana without consulting me because it was a national rule. I hated him. He said it would be okay if I gave Alana to you who is not a royal family. It is only natural that I think it strange,” said Callisto, cursing. He leaned back against the back of his chair.
“Now it’s too late for that, ... I was desperate and drunk that day after watching you and Alana in action. I woke up to find a naked Priscilla laughing on top of me. It was the worst.” Luciano could easily imagine what had happened to him. Priscilla had likely obtained a drug with the help of Flavia and served it to Callisto.
That was the drug that Luciano had once received when he had been raped.
”... Emilio, what’s up with Alana? Is she feeling sick?”
“She’s been eating a lot these days. She likes meat. She also likes raspberries. She doesn’t show them on her face. It seems that she is not good with fish. What she likes and what she doesn’t eat is different. By the way, why did you let her eat livestock food? That garbage. It has no spices and no taste.”
Callisto opened his eyes as if he could not believe what he had just heard. “That’s funny. Alana isn’t good with meat and should like fish. She didn’t like fruits other than apples .... No, Alana changed her taste four years ago. She refused to eat and finally ate the current meals she’s eating now. At that time, I was afraid that she would die of a debilitatingly illness. I haven’t changed the food since then. She won’t eat anything new.”
Luciano frowned at his words.
Alana ate anything without refusing. But there were some things that came to mind. It was true that Alana did not eat with her own hands. Luciano took it from his own hand to her mouth, only then would she finally start to eat.
── Why? Was she spoiled?
She was still a 16-year-old girl. She was also abused by her two half-brothers. Was it psychological trauma or was there another reason? The only thing that came to mind was the fact that she wanted to die. She refused to eat, and she may have debilitated herself and deliberately placed herself near her death.
In any case, it was important to know her past.
“I digress. Tell me more about why you despised Raymond and Juanito.”
“Their personalities were unusual. Prince Raymond had an eccentric sexual preference. Men and women of all ages and even his own relatives alike. It was all about sex. He even slept with his father. He was even horribly fond of necrophilia. The prince killed Alana’s deceased mother at the age of ten. Because the prince was attacking Alana in the library and was stripping her clothes. Alana was beaten and swollen in her face. What would have happened if she had not appealed to her father? …As a measure of desperation, he created a woman’s garden for the prince. It was a so-called brothel. Then, because the prince entered the garden and soaked in it, Alana no longer got poisoned.”
Luciano felt nauseous; his heart made shuddered unpleasantly. He choked on the cider in his throat. The end of Serrat. His memory was vague, but Luciano, who continued to be raped by a large number of women, noticed that his arms and legs were broken and immobile. Probably the work of Raymond. He did not know if his own body was paralysed by poison. Regardless, what was clear was that this body had been tainted to the core of his bones.
//This chapter mentions mature sexual themes, necrophilia, rape.
“Yes, I know, but I’m not convinced. I’ve tolerated all the work of the King and Prince Raymond because I want to have Alana as my wife. I’ve tried so hard to turn a blind eye. In order to protect Alana, comfort, struggle none of that existed to me. To the point, I vomited blood, so as not to lose to anyone. Only she was worth living for; she kept me going. I raised her, protected her, she’s my own. She’s the girl I want.”
When someone went so far as to beg like that, people would usually be moved. But Luciano was not moved at all. He just glanced at him coldly.
“You didn’t want Alana to be king to make her your wife, but she ascended the throne. After that, you embraced her and tried to make conceive her as her husband.”
“Yes. I wish we had a child. But I did not expect to be forced to marry Priscilla.
My father is inflexible. He annulled my engagement to Alana without consulting me because it was a national rule. I hated him. He said it would be okay if I gave Alana to you who is not a royal family. It is only natural that I think it strange,” said Callisto, cursing. He leaned back against the back of his chair.
“Now it’s too late for that, ... I was desperate and drunk that day after watching you and Alana in action. I woke up to find a naked Priscilla laughing on top of me. It was the worst.” Luciano could easily imagine what had happened to him. Priscilla had likely obtained a drug with the help of Flavia and served it to Callisto.
That was the drug that Luciano had once received when he had been raped.
”... Emilio, what’s up with Alana? Is she feeling sick?”
“She’s been eating a lot these days. She likes meat. She also likes raspberries. She doesn’t show them on her face. It seems that she is not good with fish. What she likes and what she doesn’t eat is different. By the way, why did you let her eat livestock food? That garbage. It has no spices and no taste.”
Callisto opened his eyes as if he could not believe what he had just heard. “That’s funny. Alana isn’t good with meat and should like fish. She didn’t like fruits other than apples .... No, Alana changed her taste four years ago. She refused to eat and finally ate the current meals she’s eating now. At that time, I was afraid that she would die of a debilitatingly illness. I haven’t changed the food since then. She won’t eat anything new.”
Luciano frowned at his words.
Alana ate anything without refusing. But there were some things that came to mind. It was true that Alana did not eat with her own hands. Luciano took it from his own hand to her mouth, only then would she finally start to eat.
── Why? Was she spoiled?
She was still a 16-year-old girl. She was also abused by her two half-brothers. Was it psychological trauma or was there another reason? The only thing that came to mind was the fact that she wanted to die. She refused to eat, and she may have debilitated herself and deliberately placed herself near her death.
In any case, it was important to know her past.
“I digress. Tell me more about why you despised Raymond and Juanito.”
“Their personalities were unusual. Prince Raymond had an eccentric sexual preference. Men and women of all ages and even his own relatives alike. It was all about sex. He even slept with his father. He was even horribly fond of necrophilia. The prince killed Alana’s deceased mother at the age of ten. Because the prince was attacking Alana in the library and was stripping her clothes. Alana was beaten and swollen in her face. What would have happened if she had not appealed to her father? …As a measure of desperation, he created a woman’s garden for the prince. It was a so-called brothel. Then, because the prince entered the garden and soaked in it, Alana no longer got poisoned.”
Luciano felt nauseous; his heart made shuddered unpleasantly. He choked on the cider in his throat. The end of Serrat. His memory was vague, but Luciano, who continued to be raped by a large number of women, noticed that his arms and legs were broken and immobile. Probably the work of Raymond. He did not know if his own body was paralysed by poison. Regardless, what was clear was that this body had been tainted to the core of his bones.
