In the Morning
“Many thanks for Lady Leia’s support. The prosperity of the Demon Race depends entirely on the Evil Dragon Lord!”
The girl’s cheerful, energetic voice echoed in her ears. It was a blessing from Andrea.
Propped lazily on her throne, the Dragon King gave a faint smile.
“Mm, it’s only what I, as the Evil Dragon, should do.”
Today, she seemed happier than she had on any previous day—and perhaps only Xuefei knew the reason why.
Andrea’s cheeks flushed faintly.
Everyone could see that Leia was in high spirits. And with it happening right after the wedding, it had to be because of what went on last night, didn’t it?
“How is Lady Xuefei doing now?”
“Mm, as for her…” Leia lapsed into thought.
Last night, Xuefei had been on the verge of passing out when she accepted Leia’s power. Empowered, she hadn’t slept a wink, growing unusually spirited instead. There had even been a moment when Leia sensed that Xuefei might turn the tables in their tussle—pinning her down instead. But in the end, Xuefei lost that battle for dominance. Leia had checkmated her, leaving her no choice but to submit obediently beneath her.
Had Xuefei not already been pregnant, who knew how many children Leia might have planted in her that night… It was a little regrettable, all things considered.
That was Leia’s one true regret from the evening: Xuefei could only carry one child for the time being. Otherwise, they could have assembled an entire maid corps from their daughters alone.
After pondering for a moment, Leia said, “She was amazing last night.”
“Ah, I see~”
“Mm-hmm. I hope Demon King Andrea finds her other half soon, too. It shouldn’t be hard for you.”
“You’re right…”
Andrea’s face reddened further, as if some particular thought had crossed her mind. The love between Xuefei and Leia had, in large part, stirred something in this innocent little angel who had yet to experience the world.
If Xuefei had been there, she surely would have unleashed a torrent of exasperated complaints.
It wasn’t Andrea’s fault, of course. Last night, Xuefei might have been able to counterattack with the power Leia had lent her—but then she’d recalled Andrea’s words about married life. Leia had surrendered to the moment without resistance, sinking into prolonged bliss. When she finally came to, she had no idea just how much of her sweet nectar had been drained away.
Leia, for her part, had drunk her fill~
“There’s one more thing. I wish you both a century of harmony. If the Dragon King has no further business, I’ll take my leave.”
“Go ahead. The Fallen Wing Clan must have plenty to keep you busy. When it comes to the gods, remember to tread with utmost caution.”
“Mm, thank you for the blessing, Dragon King!”
A blessing from a dragon representing evil did seem a touch peculiar… But as wielders of Dark Filth, the Evil Dragon was their god. The true gods, on the other hand, were a source of utter corruption, bent on their destruction.
Andrea inclined her head slightly and exited the palace. She boarded a black metal carriage with the guards and set off down the empty road…
And with that, the morning’s greetings came to an end.
As the maids closed the grand doors behind her, Leia let out a sigh—but her smile didn’t fade. She seemed almost delirious with joy.
Crossing her legs, she adjusted her black thigh-high stockings and said, “It’s finally over. As expected, Xuefei is the only one who’s truly wonderful in this world~”
Outside the window, a black bat hanging in the shadows cracked open its scarlet eyes. It watched as the Dragon King stretched in lazy satisfaction, yawned idly, then closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep.
She rose from the throne and ascended the spiral staircase, heading toward the Dragon Nest on the top floor.
“Dragon King, would you care for a meal?” one of the maids asked, dropping to one knee in a show of perfect loyalty.
“No need. It’s still some time until lunch. I’ll go see my consort first.”
“Understood…”
Leia didn’t bother opening the door to the stairwell. She merely touched it, and it dissolved into a purple afterimage. Only after her Dragon Wings had fully passed through the frame did it solidify once more.
For her, it was little more than a teleportation portal—or she could have simply leaped up with ease. Yet she maintained her dignified elegance, perhaps to give Xuefei a little time to prepare.
There were three paths leading to the top floor.
The main route featured broad steps as wide as a plaza or grand hall, its every corner draped in opulent carpets woven from gold and silver. It was the path everyone used most often.
The other two were narrower spiral staircases, like tunnels in an anthill—efficient and direct, designed specifically for the maids. They rarely used them except for cleaning.
And with lunch approaching, no one should have been there at all.
Eh?
What was that sound…?
“Mmgh, pfft mm…”
“Uha…”
Leia’s hypersensitive senses picked up an intriguing scent lingering in the air, along with the unmistakable sounds that followed. She muffled her footsteps and slowly advanced toward the shadowy staircase.
In a secluded corner, something made Leia’s eyes fly open wide in an instant. But once she pieced it all together, she quickly averted her gaze.
There, a black-haired maid had a green-haired maid pinned against the wall in a dark nook hidden from prying eyes. Had Leia not recognized them immediately, she might have mistaken it for some kind of bullying among the maids.
Though it was clearly a form of domination all the same.
“Celi, do you like me like this?”
“Laer… I told you, I don’t care if you turn into a Demon or Dark Filth. As long as you’re with me… mmph…”
Leia smiled and nodded, then beat a hasty retreat from the scene.
It seemed another heart-fluttering romance was blooming in some corner she hadn’t known about.
These two had always gotten along well, even long ago. And judging by their current lovers’ dynamic, Laer had gotten exactly what she wanted in this second playthrough.
Leia didn’t dwell on it. She had no intention of stifling the maids’ affections. As the Dragon King, all she could offer was her blessing.
But…
Who would get maternity leave would depend entirely on Laer’s efforts.
Either way, the one not taking leave would be waiting on the other hand and foot for the next few months~
She climbed the stairs, shut the door behind her, and reached the end of the corridor—Xuefei’s special “Dragon Nest” for incubating eggs.
“Xuefei~!”
The instant she flung open the door, Leia’s smile grew even brighter. She called out the name with bubbly cheer, looking for all the world like a happy girl next door.
Sunlight bathed her fair cheeks. In that moment, a petite, plush little body curled up in the center of the Dragon Nest stirred at the sound. One scarlet eye cracked open.
With a lazy yawn, her sheer white gauze nightgown slipped aside, baring Xuefei’s flawless lotus-pale skin and voluptuous curves. Her lips curved into a tempting crescent moon, nearly driving the beastly Leia to lose control once more—to lunge forward, pin the treasure called “Xuefei” beneath her, and stake her claim.
Xuefei’s body was pure temptation, a crime in itself. And Leia just happened to be the law around here.
“Awoo~”
“Good morning, Leia… wait, hold on.”
Xuefei’s eyes snapped wide for a split second. But then she remembered how Leia had carried her to the Dragon Nest in her dazed state, and she settled back down.
Bit by bit, it all came back to her.
“What’s up, Little Xuefei?”
“You… you fucked me… all night?”
