The private purification chamber deep within the imperial palace had been prepared in absolute, suffocating silence.
Heavy crimson velvet curtains sealed every window, blocking even the faintest trace of moonlight.
Enchanted lanterns hung low, casting a flickering golden-red glow that danced across the black-and-gold silk sheets of the massive bed at the center.
The air was thick with the sweet, heady scent of night-blooming jasmine and warm incense — meant to soothe, yet it only made the tension feel heavier, more profane.
Two identical twin Fox-kin maids — the Empress’s personal attendants — stood like silent statues outside the chambers.
They kept their eyes lowered, faces expressionless, but their presence was a chilling reminder: nothing that happened in this room would remain hidden from the Empress.
Elarion sat rigid in a high-backed chair against the far wall, gauntleted hands gripping the armrests so tightly the wood creaked and groaned.
His golden armor felt like a cage crushing his chest.
His sky-blue eyes were hollow, filled with nothing but raw shame and crushing despair.
Aurora stood in the middle of the room, outwardly calm and regal — the perfect princess her mother had raised.
To the world, she was cold, untouchable, emotionless.
But inside, her heart ached only for one person: her hero.
Elarion’s voice came out hoarse and broken.
“He was your own cousin, Aurora… How can you do it?”
She moved toward him without hesitation and knelt gracefully before his chair, placing her soft, trembling hand against his armored cheek.
Her lavender gown clung gently to her curves, the silk whispering against her skin with every breath.
“That’s the reason I volunteered, Hero,” she whispered, golden eyes shining with quiet resolve.
“For me, he was just a cousin who was useless as a mortal. Others may feel shame… but not me. I will bear this for you. For our love.”
Elarion’s throat tightened painfully.
“Aurora…”
The heavy double doors opened with a soft, final click.
Prince Kael Vossarian stepped inside and closed them behind him.
He wore simple yet elegant black-and-purple royal robes that hugged his lean frame.
His short purple hair was perfectly styled.
He glanced at Elarion, then at Aurora, and bent deeply at the waist in a servant-like bow.
“Hero…” he said humbly.
Elarion exhaled shakily.
“You understand what you need to do, Kael.”
Kael straightened slowly, his face the picture of innocent submission.
“Yes, Hero. I am honored that my useless mana core can help you.”
Elarion’s jaw clenched so hard it hurt.
“I don’t know why the Goddess chose you… But be mindful. If I find anything cheeky from your side, I will kill you with my own hands.”
Aurora’s hands folded neatly in front of her, but her hidden fists were clenched white.
She kept her voice cold and regal.
“Don’t worry, Hero. I’m sure my cousin knows what to do… isn’t that right, Kael?”
Kael turned to her, still perfectly submissive.
“Yes, Sister. I will complete the task given to me.”
“Shall we start, cousin?” Kael asked, voice smooth and respectful.
Aurora’s breath hitched.
For the hero… let’s get this over with.
It’s only Kael.
I’m sure this idiot doesn’t even know what to do.
Elarion forced the words out, voice cracking.
“Just… get it over with.”
Kael moved slowly, deliberately.
He stepped closer to Aurora, violet eyes calm.
One hand reached out and gently brushed a strand of her dark purple hair behind her ear.
She flinched at the contact but didn’t pull away.
“Relax, cousin,” he murmured, fingers tracing slowly down the side of her neck.
“We need some foreplay to ease our bodies.”
“Foreplay…?” Aurora asked, confused and flustered, cheeks already burning.
Before she could protest further, Kael leaned in and pressed his lips to the sensitive skin of her neck — slow, warm, and deliberate.
Aurora’s entire body jolted.
“Don’t… it tickles…” she hissed, trying desperately to keep her face stoic.
Kael smiled innocently.
“Yes.”
Elarion’s breathing became rapid, his eyes burning with restrained fury as he remembered the Empress’s cold words.
To think I would one day let a man touch my Aurora… His fists clenched so hard the gauntlets creaked.
Kael hooked two fingers under the delicate strap of her lavender gown and slowly slid it off her shoulder.
The silk whispered down, revealing smooth, flushed skin and the upper curve of one full breast.
Aurora’s breath quickened, her hardened nipples already visible through the thin fabric.
Pop.
The second strap gave way.
The gown slid down her body in one smooth motion, pooling at her feet like spilled wine.
She stood there in nothing but thin white lace panties, arms instinctively moving to cover her chest.
Her breasts were full and perky, nipples stiff from the cool air and rising shame.
A deep flush spread from her cheeks down across her collarbone and chest.
Kael’s eyes darkened with hunger.
“Beautiful,” he whispered, almost reverently.
Aurora shuddered, eyes narrowed with shame.
“Just get on with it, Kael…”
“Yes, cousin.” Kael nodded, his eyes flashing with hidden desire before he quickly masked it.
“Allow me.”
He reached toward her face.
Aurora instinctively moved back.
Before she could flare up, Kael spoke smoothly, “The Empress ordered us to do this properly, cousin. Otherwise, the purification might not work.”
Aurora gritted her teeth and turned her head aside, refusing to look at him.
Kael gently removed her arms from her chest.
From the chair, Elarion’s eyes widened as he saw his fiancée’s naked body for the first time — full, perky breasts, flushed skin, the gentle curve of her waist.
He couldn’t look away, no matter how much he hated himself for it.
Aurora felt both men’s gazes burning into her.
“What are you doing…?”
Kael lowered his head.
Without warning, he captured one stiff nipple between his lips, sucking hard, then biting down with just enough pressure to send a sharp jolt through her.
“Ahh—!” Aurora’s back arched sharply, a sharp, unwanted spark of pleasure shooting straight to her core.
Her hands flew to his shoulders, unsure whether to push him away or pull him closer.
Kael switched to the other breast, licking and biting the sensitive peak while his fingers slowly moved lower, sliding between her thighs.
Aurora bit her lip hard, trying to control the unfamiliar heat building inside her.
She felt a hot, slick liquid leaking from between her legs.
What is this…?
Kael kept playing with her nipples — sucking, licking, gently biting — while his hands explored every inch of her body.
Aurora’s breathing grew ragged, her thighs trembling.
Elarion felt his eyes burn red with rage and shame.
What cursed fate is this…?
I can’t watch this…
Aurora’s voice came out strained.
“Kael… don’t just… start the purification already…”
Kael straightened, wiping his lips.
“Yes, cousin.”
Aurora exhaled shakily, clutching her hands together, her eyes turning toward Elarion.
She could see the pain and shame he was barely holding back.
I’m sorry, Hero… I’m too weak to help you any other way than letting my cousin take my virginity…
Kael stepped behind her, hands sliding around her waist.
His palms were warm against her bare skin.
Aurora’s body tensed as he pulled her back against his chest, her ass pressing firmly against the growing hardness in his robes.
Kael chuckled softly, lips brushing her ear.
“Forgive me, cousin. You need to be wet to take my thing.”
He slipped one hand down, fingers sliding under the lace of her panties.
Squish.
A wet sound filled the room as he found her folds already slick with unwilling arousal.
Aurora’s golden eyes widened in horror and shame, thighs trembling.
“N-no… dontt…” she whimpered, but her voice came out breathy and broken.
Kael stepped back slightly and let his robes fall open.
Aurora’s golden eyes widened in pure shock.
Why… why does this idiot’s thing look like a monster…?
Kael’s cock was long, thick, and heavily veined — visibly bigger and girthier than anything she had ever imagined.
Even Elarion, watching from the chair, felt a sick twist in his gut.
Why does this guy’s dick look longer than mine…?
It can’t be right…
Kael noticed their reactions but kept his face perfectly innocent.
He stepped forward again, pressing the heavy, leaking head against Aurora’s soaked entrance, rubbing it up and down teasingly.
Schlick… schlick… schlick…
Aurora’s hips twitched involuntarily.
The thick head nudged against her clit, then slid along her dripping folds, spreading her wetness.
“Put it in already…” she whispered, voice shaking with shame and desperation.
“Just… do it…”
Kael smiled gently, still rubbing the massive head against her entrance.
“Not yet, cousin. You need to be more wet… or it will hurt.”
Aurora bit her lip, cheeks burning crimson.
This idiot… why is he acting like he knows what he’s doing…?
Elarion’s inner conflicts were endless:
She’s still a virgin… Can she really take that monster dick on her first time?
I don’t even get to be the one who kisses her properly… and this useless guy was supposed to be her first?
Why is fate so cruel to me?
“I’m putting it in, Hero,” Kael said innocently, glancing at Elarion.
Elarion gritted his teeth and nodded, resigning himself to his fate.
But both Elarion and Aurora — too lost in their own shame to notice — missed the cunning, predatory gleam that flashed behind Kael’s violet eyes for a split second.
Finally… It’s my turn, bitch, Kael thought, staring down at his cousin.
I’ll show you and that arrogant bastard exactly what a cuck actually means.